"Just leave me alone" she said quietly as they walked through the house, her leaning on the walls and the twins following behind. Andy stopped at the bottom of the steps as Miranda slowly climbed them too intent on watching her boss's cute little butt to realise that she had been spoken to. Ever since they had climbed in the car no one had said anything the twins not understanding and Andy not wanting to be the cause of another attack. She just nodded when her boss turned to look at her before carrying on up the stairs. The girls turned to look at Andy and she shook her head motioning for them to follow her, "Call me if she gets any worse" she whispered before walking into the living room.
"So I have to watch out for signs like she is over sleeping or staring into space" Andy spoke into the phone after the doctor had rung later that night. Andy was writing down the tips he was giving her so she could be properly prepared for anything that might go wrong for Miranda. "Thank you", she said hanging up before picking up the tray with her pain-meds and some water. She walked slowly up the stairs listening for sounds of life before pushing open the door to the master bedroom. "Miranda" she called quietly but she got no response so she walked into the room. The editor lay asleep on her bed with nothing but a blanket covering her legs. Andy shook her head and placed the tray on the stand next to the bed before leaning over to shake the pale shoulder that had slipped out if the cotton top. "Miranda, you have to wake up" she said quietly. After shaking the shoulder for a few more seconds she lent in closer and looked at her face. When she realised that she wasn't breathing she started to panic, she leaped off the bed and looked around in a panic. She spotted the bottle of pills, or empty bottle she realised before grabbing the phone on the bedside table. "Ambulance please… Yes, my friend she's unconscious and not breathing. I think she took some pills", after finishing the conversation she pushed Miranda on to her back and tipped her head back before calling to the nanny that Miranda had hired to look after the twins. The nanny came running and stopped in the door way when she Andy trying to perform CPR. "Keep the twins in the room and let the emergency services in when they get here" she said quickly trying to keep the compressions in time.
2 Hours Later …
"I thought I told you she needed to rest and have no stress" said the doctor slamming his clipboard down in the bedside table. Andy jumped out of her seat before fixing the doctor with a glare Miranda would have been proud of, "I know you did, but what she does when she is on her, I can't control that" she said indignantly. She turned to look at the woman lying on the bed with a breathing tube providing her with oxygen. "I didn't find her until I went up to her room with her medication and then I called an ambulance straight away" she explained before sitting back down. The hand closest to her moved and Andy leaned forward and took hold of it, "How long till she wakes up" she asked quietly not looking at the doctor but at the sleeping woman. "Well because of the fact that she is sedated and had to be intubated, we will keep her under for at least 2 days and then she might not wake up for another two after that" he explained noting how the younger woman's shoulders slumped when she heard the answer. "Ohhhh Miranda why did you do it" she asked the woman knowing she wasn't going to get an answer. She dropped her head onto the bed next to her not knowing what to say to the doctor. He merely picked up his chart looked at the two women again then walked out the door. "Sammy" he called to a young nurse stood just down the corridor, "No press is to get anywhere near this room you understand", she nodded and stood next to the door just in case something was needed…
"You have to be quick" she whispered to the photographer, who stood outside the door, he nodded before opening the door. He walked in thinking this was going to be one of the biggest new-stories of the year. He walked over to the chart lying on the bed side table and snapped a picture of its contents:
Problem: Overdose on Vicadin
Treating physician: Dr Lumley
Treatment being given: Intubation, Detox
Length of stay: Admission to up to 2 weeks
He then walked over to the bed and snapped a picture of the sleeping editor with a close up of her peaceful face marred by the tube down her throat and then a full view of her on the bed before sneaking back out of the room. "Thanks Sammy" he said before striding off down the corridor already on the phone to his printing-chief. She looked at her feet feeling slightly guilty but then washed the feelings away because she knew the money she was going to be paid would help pay her medical bills and car bills.
"Oh my god" whispered Andy as she looked at the front page of the newspaper which had just been placed in front of her. She was sat at her desk at Runway because after all the show must go on. Even Emily didn't know that Miranda was in the hospital. She looked up and realised that she must now know as well because of the paper in her hand and the expression on her face. "She will go mad when she wakes up" she said to herself before rushing out the office on the phone to Roy to bring the car round to the front. 5 minutes later she was walking into the hospital towards Miranda's room when she noticed a flurry of activity around the door. She braced herself for the onslaught of questions and just pushed her way through until she could get to the door. She shut it behind her and turned to find Dr Lumley giving the nurse who had let the initial reporter in a proper dressing down. "How could you do it Sammy, she is unconscious and completely unable to defend herself", he was practically boiling with rage. "I suggest you better go home before I fire you, although I am in two minds to fire you here and now" he said before turning his back on her. She ran out of the room straight past all the reporters clamouring outside the door. After it had swung shut he turned to Andy with an incredibly apologetic look on his face, "I'm so sorry" he said motioning to the door. She shook her head knowing it wasn't his fault and just walked up to the sleeping woman. She was the first to realise that the woman was starting to move and not just her hand this time. "Dr Lumley" she cried pointing to Miranda, he rushed to her side and quickly looked at the monitor that she was attached to. "She shouldn't be waking at least for another two days, her body needs the rest" he said before shaking his head. "Nothing we can do about it now thought, just let her wake and then remove the tube". He stepped back and walked round to the other side of the editor. "Miranda, can you hear me" he called, repeating himself a few more times. It seemed to work as the older woman was slowly coming to. Ice blue eyes opened and stared around shocked for a few seconds before focusing on the young man's face whose was hovering a few feet away from hers. "Do you want the tube out" he asked motioning to the tube in her throat. She nodded and held a breath as he untapped it and pulled out. She could do nothing but cough for a few seconds after before trying to speak. "No, you mustn't talk yet, your throat needs to rest" he told her firmly and for once she agreed to something without arguing. She looked around again and realising that Andrea was there started to look a bit more relaxed. This shocked her because she always felt that her boss had found her slightly awkward. She was so busy watching her boss' face that didn't realise that due to the breeze coming in from the open window the curtain on the window nearest the door had moved giving the reporters outside a perfect view of what was going on inside the room. Miranda realising that she was being watched started to panic before waving her arms at the window which cause both the young doctor and Andy to turn around and rush to shut both windows.
"You can start to talk now if you want Miranda, but you must take it slow" he told her quietly and she nodded simply before saying, "Thank you". Her voice was very hoarse but you could make out what she was saying quite well. Now she turned to Andrea, "I'm sorry" was all she could say before the young women pulled her into a hug, "Don't worry about it, I'm just glad you are okay" she replied. The older woman had tears in her eyes when she pulled away. "Now does someone want to tell me what is going on out there and where is my coffee?". Andrea smiled at the last part before getting up, "Double shot good for you" she asked and when the editor smiled she walked towards the door thinking and praying that it could only get better from here.