I do not own anything from DWP, and I am not making any money from this. I have only used DWP characters for inspiration.

Andy has worked for Miranda for about five months and this begins before Andy ever went to Paris.

Thanks to my friend Rachel for encouraging me to write.

It was late that night by the time The Book was ready. Andy was glad that Roy took her to Miranda's, especially tonight. She would have an overnight bag to juggle with the dry cleaning and The Book. She was hanging the dry cleaning in the closet when she heard the front door open. "Miranda?" When she turned around he was standing there right in front of her. His breath reeked of liquor, eyes burned with rage. "You!" "You're the reason these were sent to me!" Stephen threw a hand full of papers at her. Andy tried to back up but only succeeded in meeting the wall. Stephan lunged for her grabbing onto her upper arms and pushed her hard up against the wall. Andy did not cry out but her eyes watered from the pain and the horrible smell that came from Stephen's breath. Andy tried to turn her head away from it but Stephen's grip was too strong.

Stephen had tried to get into the house earlier but unbeknownst to him Miranda had all the locks and the alarm changed the day she had decided to serve him divorce papers. He was furious. He left and ended up in a bar, drinking until he was numb. He was determined to not let her get away with this. He got back to the townhouse just in time to see Andy enter. He ran and caught the door just before it closed.

The twins had been waiting up for Andy. They were perched in their regular spot by the railing on the second level. Before they had the chance to yell to Andy they saw Stephen following her in the house. He had not been here in a long time and the sight of him scared them. They looked at each other and without saying a word ran off looking for their Mom.

Miranda was in her study lounging on the couch sipping wine waiting for Andréa. Patricia was lying on Miranda's feet as she always did. She heard a noise and looked up just in time to see two red fur balls fly through the door and land in her lap. The girls wrapped their arms around Miranda's neck and pulled her close. "Bobbsey's what is going on? What are the two of you doing out of bed?" "M-Mommy he's here!" "Slow down sweethearts. Who is here?" "St-Stephen." The girl's eyes filled with tears ready to flow down the high cheek bones they inherited from their Mother. Miranda got up off the couch, leaned down to hug the girls and gave them each a kiss on the tops of their heads. She looked at Patricia, "Some watch dog you are." Patricia stood up tongue hanging out and tail wagging uncontrollably. "Girls I want you to lock the door as soon as I leave, and I do not want you to come out until I tell you to. Is that understood?" The girls nodded. She looked at the girls whose eyes were big as saucers and a deep blue just like hers. Before pulling the door shut behind her she prayed they would all be all right.

She looked down over the banister but did not see a thing. Where could he be? Probably in the living room raiding the bar! Then she heard it. A loud thump, and a male voice, "I told you not to move," he growled.

Andy did not know what to do. If she screamed she would surely waken Bonnie and the twins. Then before she knew it Stephen was kissing her! The taste of his breath was vile. She fought desperately not to throw up the bile that was rising in her throat. Instinct had set in and she bit him. He had tried to stick his tongue into her mouth and she just bit it. Hard! Stephen flung himself back and screamed. Tears streamed down his face, hands slammed up against his mouth trying to ebb the sticky red blood that seeped through his fingers.

Miranda's eye flew open as she looked toward the closet in the foyer. What the "Bloody Hell!" as her first assistant would say. She made her way to the door and could not believe what she was seeing. She pulled her phone from her pocket and pushed number one on her speed dial. "Yes, this is Miranda Priestly I need the police, and Oh My God! An ambulance! To 92 Leight Street, Tribeca immediately! Then she hung up. Stephen had turned toward her when she saw the blood.

She looked over at Andrea who had her arms wrapped around her, trembling, tears flowing down her beautiful; face. Make-up smeared … and … OH MY GOD! … That was not lipstick smeared all around her luscious lips. It was blood! Miranda immediately went to Andréa and grabbed her forearms, but before she could pull Andréa into her arms Andy shrieked. Miranda immediately let go. "What did he do to you?" She snarled. As soon as Miranda tried to touch Andréa she flinched and more tears found their way to the corners of her eyes. "I-I'm sorry Miranda it just hurts." Miranda scowled, "Girl do not say you're sorry!" Andy shrunk further away from Miranda and shook uncontrollably. "Baby, I did not mean it that way." And she gathered Andréa into her arms careful not to hurt her and held her close. "What I meant," she cooed, "you do not need to apologize for anything that happened. Ever! Understood?" Andy shook her head yes. Miranda stroked Andréa's head and made soft quiet sounds into her ear.

In the meantime Stephen was falling all over himself trying to get out of the closet. Unable to talk due to his injured tongue he just babbled like the idiot he was and shrunk to the floor still holding his hands over his mouth.

Andy settled into Miranda's arms and cried softly. Just then the front door flew open and two New York City Policemen came bounding into the townhouse with weapons drawn. Miranda looked up and rolled her eyes. She tipped her head toward Stephen. "That is the one you want and I do not think you will need your guns. He broke into my house and assaulted my assistant." She pulled away from Andréa, "Sweetheart, your mouth is bleeding, where did he hurt you?" Andy looked at Miranda, those once sparkling eyes were now dull and lifeless. She shook her head. "N-No. I bit him. His tongue," she tried to say between sobs. The two policemen and Miranda looked at Andy, then Stephen then back at Andy again. All three of them burst out laughing. Andy was mortified. Miranda heard Andréa begin to sob again and gathered her in her arms. "Oh, sweetheart. I am so proud of you, and I will make sure he will never touch you ever again." Miranda went to stroke Andréa's arms and the girl flinched. Miranda's eyes grew very dark. "Andréa, what's wrong?" Andy pulled her sleeve up her arm reveling the dark finger marks on them. Miranda turned around and hissed breathing fire, "You son of a bitch! Get him out of here now before I grab one of your guns and blow off a part of his anatomy!" The police stood one on each side of Stephen grabbed him by the arms lifted him off the floor and dragged him out the door. "We are going to need statements from both of you." Miranda glared, "Tomorrow. You can get them tomorrow and if that is not good enough I can call Police Commissioner Regan to vouch for me!" "Uhm no that is quite all right Ms. Priestly. Tomorrow will be fine. We will get in touch with you."

Miranda gently put her arm around Andréa's shoulder and led her out the door. When Andy saw the open door she remembered the police crashing through it and she stopped short. "Oh Miranda, your door! They broke your door." Miranda smiled, "No, No, dear I have a special lock on the door that emergency personnel can get in with a special key." She showed Andréa, "See it still works." She smiled, "It is fine." Andy let out a sigh of relief. Miranda led her up the two flights of stairs to her bedroom and sat her on the side of the bed. "Babe, I need to go check on the twins O.K." I will not be long I promise O.K.?" Andy was able to give Miranda a little smile and nodded her head. Miranda beamed, "That's my girl. I will be right back," and she kissed her on the forehead.

When Miranda reached her study she lightly rapped on the door. "Bobbsey's, open up the door it is Mommy." The door opened slowly and there stood Bonnie with a tear stained faced red head on each side of her, and Patricia at her feet. The twins squealed and flung themselves at Miranda almost knocking her down. "Mommy, Mommy you're all right! We were so scared, but then Aunt Bonnie came to the door. We told her everything that happened and she told us everything would be all right. She said you were one tough broad! Mommy what's a broad?" Miranda's face went from shock to fear then she busted out laughing. The twins looked at each other with those bright blue twinkling eyes and shrugged. "We can discuss that at another time girls. Bobbsey's you can leave the room now but I want you to stay near Aunt Bonnie O.K.? I need to go and take care of Andréa." The twin's eyes became large and dark again. Tears welled up inside of them. "Di-Did he hurt her? Will she be all right?" They chirped in unison. Miranda was always amazed at how they were able to always do that. "Bobbsey, Bobbsey – yes my dears she is fine. She just needs a friend right now and I am her friend." The girls faces lit up, "We are her friends too. We want to help her too." Miranda smiled brightly She mused at how loving her girls were, considering they were spawns of the Dragon Lady. "I would love for you to help with Andréa but if we all go who will take care of your Aunt Bonnie? I need you to stay with her O.K.?" Miranda looked up with pleading eyes. Bonnie piped up. "Yes girls please stay with me. I am not feeling well and I am still scared." The twins looked at each other shrugged their shoulders and agreed to stay with their Aunt Bonnie. Miranda placed a kiss on the checks of all three girls. Miranda smiled at them and thanked them. She walked out of the room shaking her head. She knew she did not get away with anything in there. She would have to make sure she sat down with the twins soon and talk.