The front door buzzer sounded and she pushed the button, letting her guests in. Taking one more look around to make sure everything was in order, she cracked the front door and went back to the sofa. It was one thing knowing that Miranda Priestly would enter her apartment, but it was quite another to see Miranda Priestly actually in it.

"Um, hi! Come in," Andy said waving her two guests in. "Caroline is through there, do you -" Andy chewed her lip for a moment, avoiding Miranda's eyes.

If there was one thing Andy did NOT want to do, and that was tell Miranda Priestly how to behave around her kids. But, she also knew how upset Caroline was about the whole thing. She chewed her lip a little more and turned to the little girl hanging onto her Mom's hand.

"Hey Cassidy, how about you go and wake Caroline up and I'll make you Mom a coffee?" Cassidy nodded enthusiastically and ran into Andy's bedroom, launching herself onto the bed.

"I didn't mean to, you know," Andy shrugged. "I just, I mean -" She took a deep breath. "Caroline was pretty upset and I didn't want her to get upset again," she faltered. "She's not been asleep long."

"It's alright," Miranda said with a small, but sad smile. "You did the right thing."

Andy nearly fell over. Miranda had never said anything in that tone of voice to anyone other than the twins. AND, she hadn't even chastised Andy for stuttering. She took a minute to really look at the Editor and she realised that Caroline was right. Miranda looked sad and tired. Andy stood, making the only decision she could make and nodded towards the kitchen.

"Come on, I'll try and get your coffee right. It's been a while. I'm not sure that my machine has a setting that involves anything even remotely close to 'centre of the sun', but I'll give it a go," Andy said with a little smirk. Miranda rolled her eyes but Andy was pleased to see a small smile as well.

Not for the first time was Andy quite pleased she'd moved after Nate left. This apartment was a damn sight nicer than the last one. More expensive to be sure, but the kitchen was spacious and open with a great breakfast bar for her guests to sit at. It was also in a MUCH more respectable neighbourhood.

Miranda perched elegantly on a bar stool as Andy made her coffee. She eventually joined Miranda in silence, leaning against the countertop as they listened to the snatches of conversation the girls were having in the other room.

"I -" Miranda sighed. "I should never have shouted at her like that." Andy watched as Miranda stared into her coffee as if it was a solemn priest and she was confessing her sins. "I couldn't stop myself, and by the time I'd turned around, she was just gone. I've never felt so," she paused and Andy got caught looking at her. Miranda didn't seem to notice. "So -" she huffed. "I can't describe it, everybody leaves me."

Andy's head was spinning. She didn't want to remind Miranda that she had left her too. And like Caroline, not for long. andy knew in her heart of hearts that Miranda would never be without her. Or rather, Andy could never be without Miranda. She pondered this for a moment before realising that it didn't matter anyway. Miranda didn't care for her one bit. She was content with being in Miranda's sphere, in whatever capacity she needed to be.

"Even Miranda Priestly can't be perfect all the time," Andy said quietly, trying not to look up from studying her coffee intently.

Eventually, she caved, too eager to see if Miranda's lips were pursed, and instead was met with an incredulous stare. There was something behind Miranda's eyes that Andy couldn't read, even though she desperately wanted to. Miranda tilted her head as she continued to stare but eventually, let her gaze drop. Andy found herself missing it.

"Miranda Priestly has never been perfect," Miranda whispered even softer this time, making Andy strain to hear it.

"Oh, she can be pretty perfect on occasion," Andy said before she could think. Realising what she said, she blushed four shades of red and looked away as Miranda's head snapped back up. "Um, I'll go and see what's keeping them.

"Hey munchkins, what's happening?" Andy said as she entered her bedroom to find the twins in a tent made of her bed covers.

"Nothing," they replied in stereo making Andy raise an eyebrow. That didn't sound like nothing.

"Yeah right," she said with an amused grin as she dismantled their makeshift tent. "You gonna go see your Mom or are you going to keep her waiting forever?" Andy said with a wink, making Caroline fall back on the pillow in embarrassment.

"I'll go," she said and Andy could see she felt a little apprehensive.

"I'll take you to her alright?" Andy said extending a hand to her young guest. Caroline nodded and got off the bed, clinging to her hand and following her into the kitchen. Cassidy chose to remain, curling up on Andy's bed and grinning widely, causing a furrow in Andy's brow. A smile that that from one, or both, of the twins was never good.

"Special delivery," Andy quipped gently, wanting to place a hand on the Editor's back. She was sure she'd seen Nigel touch her arm once before, but as Miranda whipped around, her nerve failed.

"Caroline," Miranda whispered as she knelt down on Andy's linoleum floor. She swept Caroline into a tight hug, pressing her face into her hair. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry Bobbsey. I promise to never lose my temper like that again. But please, please don't ever do that again. Please don't ever run away."

"I'm sorry Mommy," Caroline sobbed as soon as she was in her mother's arms. "I promise!" she sobbed. "I promise I'll never run away again."

Andy smiled gently and backed away into her bedroom, pushing the door closed. She turned to find Cassidy sitting cross legged on her bed smiling madly again.

"Hey Cass," she said cautiously, dropping to the bed next to her. "What's up?"

Cassidy turned towards Andy but didn't say anything. She felt like a bug under a microscope as Cassidy studied her for a minute. Apparently finding Andy to her liking, she scooted up next to her and wrapped an arm around her middle. They lay there for a while until Cassidy shifted to look in Andy's eyes.

"Mom is sad without you," Cassidy said, getting straight to the point. "Are you sad without Mom?" she asked, tilting her face to one side, just like her mother. If Andy hadn't been so floored by the question then she probably would have thought it was cute.

"I, well, I'm," she frowned. "I have a new job and I love doing it and I -" Cassidy hung her head.

"You are happier without Mommy," Cassidy said with a sad shrug. Andy sighed and rubbed her tired eyes. It'd been a long week.

"No, Cass, I'm- I'm happier without Runway for sure," she grinned. "I'm doing my dream job, and I'm good at it. But," she conceded. "I do miss your Mom. As crazy as that sounds. It's complicated alright Cass, just leave it." Andy was struggling with everything that seemed to be going on around her. "Do you want a hot chocolate?" Cassidy nodded so fast Andy thought her head might fall off and she congratulated herself on the quick change of subject. "Come on then, I'm not doing all the work myself."

Andy poked her head around the door before she entered, smiling as she saw Miranda still kneeling on the floor, cradling Caroline like a baby.

"Oh, I," Miranda nearly jumped up in shock. "We have taken up your whole evening," she shook her head to herself. "You would probably like us to leave, we have overstayed."

Miranda flustered was almost delightful, so Andy laughed and waved her to sit down in her seat.

"No, I was coming in to see if that's alright with you if I make a hot chocolate for Cassidy, and Caroline too it seems?" Miranda froze in the middle of searching around wildly for her purse. She stood, looking at Andy like she looked at samples from the Art Department. Andy held her breath.

"Acceptable."

Nodding once, Andy turned to Cassidy and opened her arms. The little girl jumped into her arms and was lifted onto the counter, ignoring a gasp from Miranda. She extended the same courtesy to Caroline, who was looking a lot better now they'd made up.

"Right, first things first. You both need a mug." Andy smiled as she turned to her cupboard. She picked two of the most outrageous mugs she owned and bit her lip so hard when Miranda snorted at the sight of them. Winking at the girls, she passed them out arching a defiant eyebrow at Miranda as she caught her gaze.

"Right, next we need hot chocolate."

Andy grabbed her favourite brand from her pantry and spooned some into the girls' cups. Caroline sneezed as she inhaled, giving Andy a heart attack as she only just managed to stop her from slipping off the bench. Caroline giggled.

"Whoa there!"

"Oops, sorry Andy," she said sheepishly.

"It's quite alright sweetheart," she grabbed the milk. "Right, next we need milk, only a little bit and then you need to stir it around until we make a paste," she watched as they worked. "Yep," she nodded. "Just like that."

The girls worked quietly, enjoying their treat, leaving Andy to make hers, and one for Miranda. A few times she caught the older woman looking at her and simply smiled back. even with all her previous experience, Andy was unable to work out what it was that Miranda was thinking. She didn't like not knowing, but she relished the mystery.