Special post…thought I would surprise everyone! Okay I know that was cruel leaving the last chapter like that…but what do you expect from me.

Chapter 7

The car ride over was silent. Miranda kept replaying the last few minutes at Andrea's. Andrea stared out the window praying her son was alright.

Miranda pulled up to the emergency entrance, they both jumped out and ran to the doors, yes, Miranda ran. When they entered Serena stood as Andrea fell into her arms." "It's okay Em is with him, he has a high fever. We tried to lower it but nothing worked, we got worried so we brought him here."

Andrea pulled out of Serena's arms. "No you were right to bring him here. Where are they?"

"Come I will show you." Serena led Andrea and Miranda down a long blue hall, and then turned following a now yellow hall. Serena stopped in front of a closed door. "They are in here." Serena went back to the waiting room.

Andrea went to push open the door then stopped and turned to Miranda. "I'm sorry you found out this way, I was planning on telling you tonight. I need you to think before you step through this door. If you come in that means you will be an active parent in his life. I will not have you being only partly in his life. If you need time take it now…because there will be no other time to do so." Andrea disappeared behind the door, leaving Miranda alone with her thoughts.

"Fuck." Miranda leaned against the wall. "Now what." She needed to think, the yellow walls were closing in on her, she ran down the corridor until she reached the entrance, her car sat where she left it. Miranda got in and drove off.

Andrea heard the quick steps of heals getting further away. She instantly felt pain coarse through her heart causing her to stop breathing. Andrea straightened her shoulders and walked towards her son. She could not worry about Miranda right now he son needed her. Andy placed a hand on Emily's shoulder. "Hey how is he."

"He is better they gave him a cold sponge bath, seemed to bring it down some. They said they couldn't do much else as he is so young."

"Thank Em. You and Serena can go now if you want."

"Bloody hell Sach do you think I am that heartless, we will wait until this little gut is okay."

"Okay." Andy moved over to the bed that her son lay sleeping in and moved a lock of hair off his forehead. Tears welled up in her eyes, she had never been so scared in her life.

Not only did she have to deal with a sick child, she had to deal with a very pissed off Miranda. This is not how she wanted things to go. Her life was not turning out the way she thought when she married Miranda.

"Ma, we are worried it is midnight and mom isn't home, is she still with you? We tried to call her but it goes to voice mail."

"No sweethearts, we had to go to the hospital for your brother."

"What…"

"Don't worry we are at home now he had a high fever but it broke a few hours ago."

"So mom is still there with you, how did she take the news?"

"Slow down, no she is not here, she left the hospital after she drove me there, I think she was a little freaked out." Andrea paced her bedroom as she spoke to the girls.

"We don't like being here alone, when will she come home?"

"How about I call Roy to come get you and you can come stay with me."

"Really, okay we will get our stuff ready and call mom to let her know where we are."

The girls were settled into their rooms sleeping, Andy was sitting in the living room, she had left Miranda a message. Andy woke to the sound of knocking on the door. She stumbled to the door.

"Miranda."

"Your security is terrible here I walked right in when someone was leaving, you should have a door man."

"Where have you been the girls were worried, they are here sleeping."

"Yes I got your messages."

Miranda moved into the living room and sat on the couch. "You look exhausted."

"I am, how is…God I don't even know my sons name."

Andrea moved to sit beside Miranda on the couch. "Michael is fine his fever broke then we came home."

"Michael."

"Yes, Michael Andrew Priestly, he is 5 months old."

Miranda slumped back into the cushions. "I know we have a lot to discuss but can we do it tomorrow. I need to go home and sleep, but first I would like to see my son."

"Miranda I meant what I said before."

"Andrea I am here and I'm not about to walk out on my son. Now can I see him please?"

Andrea led Miranda through the house to their son's room, she opened the door and moved to the crib. Michael was sleeping soundly. Miranda gasped as she saw the dark curly hair. "May I pick him up?"

"Of course he is your son."

Miranda moved closer and gently picked up her son, he let out a sigh as he snuggled into Miranda's arms. "He is stunning."

"Yeah he is pretty amazing." Andrea stood and watched Miranda holding their son, her heart didn't ache so much, it felt like it was mending with each minute Miranda held their son.

Miranda reluctantly placed Michael back in his crib and moved to the doorway. "It's late I should go, tell the girls I will see them tomorrow."

Miranda walked back into the living room, "wait why don't you stay here you are in no shape to drive you're exhausted. You can take my bed I will sleep on the couch."

"Don't be ridiculous Andrea we are adults we can sleep in the same bed, I seem to recall we once did it every night."

Andrea was too tired to argue, Miranda followed her back through the house to the master bedroom. They went about getting ready for bed, neither said anything. When they settled into bed Miranda turned towards Andrea. "I have missed you more than I could possibly express."

"Go to sleep Mira, we will talk tomorrow."

"Good night darling."

Andrea smiled as she drifted off to sleep.

TBC