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Miranda woke to the feeling of being watched but it was not scary for her. She opened her eyes to see beautiful brown orbs devouring her. "Enjoying the view darling?"

"Very much so… by the gods what you do to me woman… it's unholy and extremely unfair," the red lips turned into a pout that was so kissable that Miranda captured them without preamble. "Good morning gorgeous. We have the whole day because your dinner date had to cancel; she has two very sick children and cannot possibly show now."

"Fabulous. I was just about to ask my wonderful assistant to cancel anyway. It seems my attention is needed elsewhere tonight."

"Yes but first you need to call the girls and let them know what is going on. I will not have you putting me before them. Ra, don't fight me on this just do it please."

"Alright but we should call them together, they need to know that this is real and you are to be a part of our lives in a way Ste…

"Don't please… don't say his name. I could kill him for what he did to you please. We can call the girls right now."

"Mmmhhmm… I love you Andréa." Miranda kissed her again for a long moment then got up to get her phone. She returned to the bed and snuggled into her young companion while listening for the ring. "Hello Bobbsey! Yes Mommy has been working very hard… I'm sorry I have not had the chance to call you… no baby… yes… yes… Is your sister there? Oh good put it on speaker… Hello Cassidy… Yes I love you too Bobbsey. I have something to tell you too can you listen to me for a minute? Okay I am going to put you on speaker… Yes baby. You remember my assistant Andréa right?"

"Hello girls!"

"Andy!"

"Andy!"

"Bobbseies, Mommy needs to tell you something please."

"Yes Mommy,"

"Stephen and I are getting a divorce and…"

"Yay!"

"Good!"

"AND… Andréa and I are going to be spending a lot of time together in the next couple of weeks."

"About time you guys got together!"

"Yeah when are you moving in Andy?"

"Girls! Stop that, your mom and I just got together and for your information it may not work out so there."

"Oh please,"

"Yeah you guys have only been oblivious for ages…"

"Andréa they bring up a valid point."

"Not you too, with the face and the eyes… fine I will think about it and you and I will be having a discussion." Andréa tried not to laugh at the puppy eyes Miranda was giving her. "Goodnight girls I have some things to get done."

"Goodnight Andy!"

She kissed Miranda and moved off the bed to search for her laptop. Listening to the giggling coming from the phone conversation Andréa pulled up The Nation's database and logged in. She began her weekly report on Miranda's conduct for the week and left out the conversation they had in the car before adding the new aspect of their relationship, better to be up front with the council than to have it drug through the mud later. An hour later she was finished and the report was filed. She looked up to find that Miranda had ordered supper and had sat the table while she was working and thanked the gods for a thoughtful partner.

She walked up behind the woman who had gotten lost in thought and wrapped her arms around her, kissing the bare skin of her shoulder. "I love you beautiful."

"I love you too, and as much as I want to stay like this dinner is getting cold," the older woman made to pull out of the embrace but Andréa simply picked her up and carried her over to the table sitting her in a chair and pulling the other one close.

"We need to talk sexy lady, and not just about you encouraging the twins. We have some serious matters to discuss. Eat first and then I want to set some records straight."

Dinner was quiet as each woman fell to her own thoughts but the silence was companionable and neither really minded that there was no chatter. After dinner they moved to sit on the couch but after a minuet Andréa got up to pace.

"What is worrying you so much darling?" Miranda was concerned about her young love, she only paced when she was worried. It never occurred to her how she knew this she just did.

"I have told the Council about us but I am not worried so much about coming out as I am about the reaction to the new development. I am worried that they might reassign me to Siberia or something to punish me."

"Why would they punish you for loving someone? Is it because I am not Amazon?"

"No!" the word sounded harsh and Andréa immediately regretted the way it sounded. She knelt before the editor and cupped her face in her hands, softening her voice, "No Sweetheart, it has nothing to do with you not being Amazon, and it is not because I love you. The reason they would punish me is because falling in love with you clouds my judgment when it comes to the task I was given." She placed a kiss on Miranda's forehead and stepped back.

"What is your task?" the question whispered because she knew it had something to do with her. The pain in the young woman's face was all she needed to know. She looked away ashamed of whatever it was she had done wrong.

"I was assigned to watch you and to bring you under our guidance. You are one of the few people in the fashion industry that is not Amazon, nor do you follow our ways. I was tasked with introducing you to our ways and to bring you to justice," her words faded but the silence that followed was heavy with unanswered questions.

"Justice?"

"Don't for a second believe that I do not love you because I do… with all my heart. I love you so much it hurts, but I cannot stop my sisters from bringing justice on your head. That you do not know our ways is helpful."

"What have I done wrong? What could I possibly have done that needs to be punished?" blue eyes flashed with anger and confusion.

"You do not portray the female body in a strong way. You are a very strong woman but the way you showcase very thin and sickly models is not okay. I know that skinny is in right now, but these girls starve themselves to look pretty. They do not know that a healthy woman is what the world wants to see because they only know what is in style. Thousands of girls die each year of starvation and millions go into hospitals and rehab because they do not eat properly. This is what you are being charged with, the destruction of the female standards and the corruption of the female mind."

"I didn't know. I didn't know I never have looked at the number of people I hurt. I didn't know. I am so sorry Andréa. I… I …" the silver head dropped and her body began to tremble, wracked with her sobs.

Andréa wrapped her arms around her love and rocked her gently whispering words of comfort. She held her until she calmed down and pulled back to kiss the tears away. "I know that you didn't know. I understand and that is why I have been fighting so hard to lessen the charges wagered against you. My love, I cannot bear to see you this way please, let me fight for you."

"Andréa I …"

"Hush. I love you and we will get through this. I have made my observations and put my thoughts on the charges into my reports. I will continue to do so until our Elders and the Council have made their decision or I am removed from my post. I will help you implement changes so that you can work with our Council as well. I…" knocking at the door stopped her from saying more. "I'll go get the door. Here blow your nose and wipe your tears, Love, I will be back." Going to the door she opened it to find Nigel.

"Where is she? She has been missing all day and neither of you have been answering your phones. We thought you had died or something."

"Yeah or something…" Andréa snorted and then opened the door to let Nigel in. "Just a second, Miranda, Nigel is here."

"Just a minute," the reply came from behind the bathroom door. "This had better be good Nigel!" she snapped.

"Where have you been Miranda? We have been trying to get a hold of you. James is furious that Jacqueline is his new President and Irv has begun mumbling to himself, he left for New York this morning and no one understands why. What is going on? Did the apocalypse happen and I missed it or what?"

"Nigel deep breaths. I didn't know about Jacqueline but Irving tried to fire me yesterday and I simply gave him the List. As for him leaving I don't know about that either." She turned to her lover who was back in assistant mode standing quietly in the back of the room fidgeting. "Andréa do you have something to say or do you wish to continue to fidget?"

"Yes, Miranda… I mean no Miranda… I mean umm… I'll just shut up." Andréa bowed her head and placed her hands behind her back.

"Coffee. Nigel what else is so pressing that you have disrupted my evening off? I was unaware that I had anything else except the showing and dinner that was canceled," she watched as Andréa crossed the room to the coffee machine before turning to look at the man.

"Mira I heard about Stephen, and what he did to you. I came here as a friend to check on you," concern softening his voice and coloring his eyes.

They both turned at the angry growl that left the assistant's lips as she sat two cups in front of them. "Will there be anything else Miranda?"

"No Andréa, come and sit with us. Nigel, I am handling this quiet well. As you can see I have not gone off the deep end. I knew it was coming anyway, I just expected him to be more of a man when it came to this," she sighed the last part and had to keep her laughter in check when she heard the soft snort come from the young woman sitting next to Nigel.

For his part Nigel looked at Andréa as if she had grown two heads. One did not snort at anything Miranda Priestly said even if the remark was worthy of one. When he realized that Miranda was not going to do anything to the young woman who was breaking rules left and right his awed gaze turned to her. She must really be ill if she is not going to slaughter Six for that snort.

"I do not have two heads so quit looking at me as if I do. Nigel, please behave yourself. Andréa if you find my remarks so offensive then leave," Miranda cocked her eyebrow knowing that it would cause her love to giggle, it always did. She was rewarded when Andréa nodded biting her hand and practically running from the room.

"That is the Miranda I know and love. Well so long as I do not need to do any damage control I think I may wander the streets of Paris and see if I can find me a French man…" Nigel wiggled his eyebrows. "Good night Mira, darling sweet dreams." He walked through the door Andréa fled through so Miranda finished her coffee and waited for her lover to return to her. They still had to chat about her incorrigible behavior.

"Six what the hell is wrong with you? Do you want to lose your head?" Nigel was flabbergasted at the young woman's behavior. NO ONE laughed at Miranda Priestly and walked away. Then again this was Six and she could do almost anything when it came to the famous icon.

"I don't know Nigel. I just had a thought and… by the gods I laughed at her… I am so dead" Andy sounded devastated but really she was extremely aroused at the thought of her punishment for laughing at the editor. "I don't know what came over me."

"I do but if she ever catches on you can bet your size four ass that she will never let you have a job on the east coast. You cannot just run around hating on her ex-husbands. She is one woman that is not to be fussed over and she is straight as an arrow Six. Do not lose your heart over her!" and with that he left.