Title: A Chance of Happiness (Pt.7)
Rating: M (It will be)
Fandom: Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Miranda/Andy

Disclaimer: Don't own them, just hoping to bring them closer. Anything you recognise from the movie or extra's is not mine!

SUNDAY

'Andy! Andy! It's time to get up!'

'Huh?' Andy rolled over in the bed to see two smiling redheads looking down at her expectantly. Stretching she became aware of the coolness of the sheets beside her.

'Andy! Andy! Get up! Get up!'

'Yeah! Yeah! I'm up, I'm up.' With that the twin tornados left the room. Looking around nothing seemed out of place so Andy assumed Miranda was somewhere in the suite. Having showered and dressed for the day she entered the lounge area to find the girls watching tv.

'Hey girls where's your Mom?'

Two sets of eyes rolled as one dismissive voice informed her that 'Mom said she has to work or something' Struggling to listen beyond her plummeting stomach Andy watched as Cassidy and Caroline practically vibrated as they outlined their plans of meeting up with Doug and Lily again at the convention.

With that, they ran into their rooms to get their bags. Andy plopped back on the sofa and put her hands on her bowed head. 'shit ... shit ... shit ... shit ...'

As the girls stormed back into the lounge area Andy jumped from the sofa and made her way to the door. Making their way to the convention Cassidy and Caroline alternately point out all the costumes going in the same direction. Giving each a discerning look and comment. Andy is highly amused by the similarity to Miranda which they seem to be blissfully unaware of.

Caroline and Cassidy kept Andy amused with their running commentary, adding that to the infectious atmosphere of the convention, Andy only thought of Miranda every thirty seconds. Reminding herself again that it wasn't unusual for Miranda to work at the weekend, it was only as she walked into Cassidy she realised they had stopped in the middle of a corridor. It took another couple of seconds to realise the reason they stopped was because the girls had spotted Lily and Mike.

It was wonderful to see the couple so happy together. Beaming they brought Andy up to date on their weekend and quizzed the girls about what they wanted to see and do for the day. When Cassidy and Caroline both looked unsure, Lily and Mike suggested they join them at some of the sessions of the day. Andy readily agreed when she was bombarded with hopeful looks from the twins and encouraging smiles from Lily and Mike

First session was with Jonathan Frakes and Brent Spiner. As they made their way into large meeting room Caroline declared how cute Jonathan Frakes was in the life-size poster that welcomed them. They managed to get seats together in the centre about half way back. Caroline thought Jonathan was 'gorgeous', even Andy caught on to this due to the constant exclamations from Caroline every time he smiled at the audience. While Caroline spent the entire hour hanging on his every word, Andy spent the time wondering and worrying about Miranda. She had this uneasy feeling in her gut and she had learned to trust her instincts. So while the others sat back and enjoyed the entertaining duo Andy spent her time thinking over everything she knew and thought she knew about Miranda.

With the first session over they went into a room with loads of stalls. Excited the girls went to each and every stall. Some had books, others videos and dvd's, one had t-shirts and jackets, the last one they went to had hundreds of photographs. Andy bought Caroline a photograph of Will Riker, standing on the bridge of the enterprise smiling into the camera, and a ticket to meet Jonathan to get it signed. While Cassidy asked for a photograph of Beverly Crusher in sickbay and a ticket to meet Gates McFadden later in the day. Leaving the room the girls were so excited they were practically vibrating.

While they were queuing for Jonathan Frakes, Emily and Serena joined them. They too were beaming and the two happy couples, the twins and Andy caught up on their relative weekends. In all the chatter Andy nearly missed a text coming through. 'Ring Me', seeing the text she immediately rang Doug.

'Hey Andy, I think you misplaced something.' Doug greeted her.

'What are you talking about?'

'Your wife! Nigel and I were on the strip and his spidery senses kicked in. He assured me it was because La Priestly was in the vicinity ...'

'Doug, are you going anywhere with this? Is she okay?'

'Okay, okay. Don't get your knickers in a twist! Well anyway, where was I?'

'Doug!'

'Anyway, we turned around and there she was, La Priestly. Scaring the poor waitresses so much they were shaking. I'm sure one of them was near tears.'

'Doug so help me. I won't be responsible...'

'Okay, okay. La Priestly is painting a fantastic solitary picture. What a woman. Ouch Nigel, what did you that for...'

Andy turned to Lily asking her to watch the girls. With a confirming nod from Lily, Andy aimed for the exit and broke into a run.

'Doug! Where is she?' Gritting her teeth Andy burst through the door into the heat of the midday sun. 'Tell me NOW!'

'La Priestly is living it up in the cafe in front of Paris, on The Strip.' With that Andy hung up and ran out onto The Strip. Looking frantically up and down Andy tried to decipher where exactly she was. Seeing the tip of the Eiffel Tower she sprinted down the road. As she got closer she slowed down, realised it was far too hot to be running and tried to catch her breath.

Trying to calm her mind after a morning of worrying and a frantic dash through Las Vegas was challenging her greatly. However, she realised that if she approached Miranda like this she would alienate her immediately. As she approached Paris she got her breathing under control and spotted Miranda looking as fierce as ever. As Doug had said she appeared to be terrifying all the waiting staff. Andy smiled at the sight and was almost relieved, this was a side of Miranda she was familiar with.

As Andy approached the table Miranda looked up. Fleetingly a look of panic crossed her face until she got herself under control. The feeling in the pit of Andy's stomach returned full force but she schooled her features as much as she could.

'Hey.' Andy stood at the side of the table, 'Mind if I join you?' Miranda inclined her head towards the empty seat across from her.

'A water please.' Andy requested as a very nervous waitress approached her. Sitting in silence Andy glanced at Miranda before turning her gaze to the passing traffic. Miranda appeared to be doing the same although she was doing it with a glint in her eye daring anyone brave enough to come close.

Miranda and Andy sat in silence. Andy because she was unsure about what to say, so instead she sipped her water and thought. Having seen the other two couples earlier Andy couldn't help but notice the difference between their relationships and hers with Miranda. From her perspective the love was present. She was sure of it on Miranda's part too. Otherwise Miranda would never have married her and they wouldn't have shared what they had over the last couple of days and nights.

So where did that leave her? The silence continued. Andy watched the couples passing, thinking, trying to unravel the knot in her stomach, trying to make sense of it all. Turning to Miranda she gazed at her wife, the woman she loved and smiled.

'Hey, come here often?' She added a smile and a wink. The response from Miranda was much better than expected. Miranda raised an eyebrow and gave her The Look. On any other day Andy would have been terrified. Today she was delighted to see the fight back in her eyes.

'Do you have a map?' Another quirked eyebrow response from across the table, but she forged on. 'Because I keep getting lost in your eyes.' This time The Look she received was twice as fierce but she was sure she detected a smirk on Miranda's face before a cool detached look returned.

'Hi, I'm Andy. Thirty years old. My favourite colour is blue, I love elephants, particularly African Elephants. I'm currently a writer for the New York Mirror and I love hill walking...' Andy trailed off, holding her breath, hoping against hope Miranda would speak this time. Endless eternities passed before Miranda held out her hand.

'Hello. Miranda. Yellow. Tigers. Editor in Chief. Also hill walking.' With that Miranda resumed her silence but looked at Andy expectantly. With the ball in her court Andy wondered what to do next.

Quickly paying the bill and sending a text to Lily, Andy turned again to Miranda. 'Can I interest you in a stroll?' Miranda paused and Andy found herself once again holding her breath. This time a slight nod of the head indicated Miranda's acquiescence.

Andy led Miranda from the cafe and turned left strolling towards the MGM Grand. They walked in silence but Andy was pleased just to be moving. As they passed Planet Hollywood Andy began talking about her favourite holiday, other than the current one. She told Miranda about visiting Yellowstone National Park. After about fifteen minutes Miranda asked an interested question, which Andy answered in as much detail as possible.

They spent the next couple of hours strolling in and out of hotels on the Strip. Wandering through the shopping areas, occasionally betting in a casino, but mostly they walked and talked. Well for the first hour and a half Andy talked which was interjected by the occasional question from Miranda. For the last half hour Miranda also included pieces of information about herself.

Andy was ecstatic. She revelled in every little piece of information that was freely shared. However, she was anxious about saying the wrong thing. Afraid that she would ruin what was happening.

Miranda of course noticed. 'What is wrong?'

'Hmmm, you'll think it's silly.' Andy glanced sideways to Miranda.

'Why don't we sit for a moment.' Looking around Andy realised they were in the main arcade of Caesars Palace. Sitting on one of the benches looking up at the fantastic statue she felt Miranda sit beside her.

'I was just thinking how wonderful the last couple of hours have been.' Andy turned to Miranda. 'The last half hour particularly.' She smiled at the look on Miranda's face.

'Yes it has been an acceptable couple of hours.' Miranda glanced at Andy before turning to gaze at the statue. 'It has been a while since I had such a pleasant time in the company of another' With that she returned her gaze to Andy. 'So, what else did you think, hmm?'

'Well ... suddenly I worried I would say the wrong thing' Andy looked sheepishly at Miranda. 'You see sitting there in the cafe when I first arrived I thought about us. The last couple of days have been surreal. I mean seriously! Three days ago I thought I'd never see you again. Was destined to live loving you from afar. Yet here I am. Sitting beside you, my wife, Miranda Priestly! Sitting in Paris I realised that while we may now be married, we know very little about each other.'

'There is a degree of truth to that.' Miranda nodded. With that silence fell. After some time they both rose as if by mutual agreement and resumed walking. They strolled around for another hour talking about what they saw and sharing more about themselves.

Taking her phone out of her pocket Andy checked the message that just came through. 'Miranda Lily and Mike have plans for this evening, I said we'd collect the girls.'

'Of course.' Andy turned and started walking with Miranda.

'Shall we take the girls for a meal and then to a show?' Andy asked. 'I thought the Cirque Du Soleil, Mystère in Treasure Island.'

'That would be acceptable. We can eat in Phil's Italian Steak House before.' Andy should have known nothing passed Miranda's notice. They had been in the hotel earlier and of course she noticed the Steak House.

Walking into the convention Andy saw the girls chatting with Lily and Mike. They turned and on seeing Miranda and Andy ran across the space nearly colliding with other conventioneers. They wrapped their arms around Miranda giving her a kiss on either cheek. Andy caught up with Lily and Mike on the day and thanked them for taking the girls at such short notice.

Andy let Lily know that she would be making her own way back to New York and not to worry about her. She found out Doug and Nigel were also going to make their way home together. After sharing a laugh at how radically different the weekend had gone than their tame plans had been they arranged to meet up next Wednesday to catch up on all the madness of the weekend.

Turning to Miranda, Cassidy and Caroline Andy tuned into the regaling of the day, before choosing her moment to interrupt and suggest they make their way to Treasure Island. She handed each a bottle of water, which they drank as they made their way across the road. Miranda looked gratefully to Andy before asking another interested question of the girls about their day.

Dinner was gorgeous with the conversation flowing as they all discussed their day. At one point the waiter tried to lean across Miranda which resulted in her giving one of the most scathing dress downs Andy had ever heard. When the waiter had retreated with his tail firmly between his legs Miranda looked apprehensively across at Andy. Andy wondered at the apprehension, but quickly putting it to the back of her mind she beamed a smile at Miranda. Whatever else it was great to be in the presence of Miranda Priestly.

Andy wasn't sure how it was possible, but Miranda managed to get the best seats in the house. Not only that, but after being mesmerised by the show, Miranda led them all backstage and the met some of the performers. They all got an opportunity to have a turn at the enormous Japanese taiko drum before Cassidy and Caroline were harnessed into acrobats equipment and allowed to swing for a couple of minutes.

Miranda was charming to all the performers, speaking with them about some of the intricate manoeuvres . When the choreographer came over Miranda and she greeted each other like long lost friends. Miranda was treated to a long embrace before she pulled back and introduced Andy and Debra. They chatted for a few moments before the stage manager informed them they were to set up for the next show. Miranda and Debra shared another hug before they left.

Strolling back across to the Venetian Miranda looked to Andy. 'Do you intend to stay tonight?'

'Well that depends.' Andy halted by the bridge to look at her.

'On what exactly?'

'On you.' A raised eyebrow accompanied her response. 'Would you like me to? Or would you prefer to spend an evening alone?' At that Miranda seemed to pause. Looking into Andy's eyes intently Miranda took a long moment. She was snapped out of it when Cassidy came over and pointed out the gondola's going up and down.

Miranda agreed to go on a ride with the girls and quirked her eyebrow at Andy in question. With a smile to all three Andy joined the girls as they walked across to the dock. There was no queue and in no time they were in a gondola gliding beneath the bridge and balconies while the gondolier sang to them. They chatted and laughed throughout the ride looking at all the people on the banks and in the cafes they passed.

As they neared the dock Miranda moved closer to Andy and whispered 'I'd like you to stay with me tonight.'

'Are you sure?'

The trademark raised eyebrow and a brief nod was all the confirmation Andy needed. They each bought a copy of the photo of them smiling on the gondola. Making their way up to the room Andy once again admired the signed photos of Jonathan Frakes and Gates McFadden and listened to how wonderful and friendly they were when they met them earlier in the day.

As Miranda put the girls to bed, Andy got both herself and Miranda a glass of water before sitting on the sofa to wait for her. Ten minutes later Miranda came hesitantly into the room and sat on one of the seats.

'Hey there.' Andy tried to get Miranda's attention away from the table top.

'Hello.'

'Here we are again...' Andy smiled over at Miranda.

TBC