Disclaimer: I do not own DWP and its characters. I only own some, I might create in the near future of this fanfic.

ps: This is the story that will be update. And I have a Beta now :)

1.

Miranda Priestly is well known in the fashion industry, every single person respects her, her name is like God. Everyone that wants to have a name in this world, whether in the fashion world or any other job, believes that her word is the only thing that matters. And the staff at Runway knows exactly what it means.

Early in the morning, really early, around 4 a.m, the staff is waking up, preparing for a day that they will consider pure hell. But they all agree, it is a hell that they chose to be part of. And why? Because of her. Miranda is all that matters to them. If she says no, they accept it with no questions, if she jumps from a bridge, they will probably follow; and yet, one person is beginning to believe that she could do much more than the others. Who is this person? Andy Sachs.

Andy and her boyfriend Nate are having hell in their relationship because of Miranda. Andy, in all the staff of Runway, is starting to be crazy in this relationship with her. She does everything for this woman and doesn't even realize that it might be too much. That it might be a lot more than the others, even Emily or Nigel. Emily is the first assistant and Nigel, Miranda's best friend, if he can even be called that. Why? Because Andy doesn't realize it yet. But still, she doesn't think twice when it comes to Miranda Priestly.

Nate and Andy are in bed. He is trying again to save their relationship but it's becoming too hard and he's really not sure if it is worth it. Andy looks like more and more distant, they cannot talk properly ever and sex, well, sex is a thing of the past. He can't even remember when it was their last time, maybe something between one month and a half ago. Before Runway, they made love every single day.

So now here they are. He's trying his last move to have what he believes is his. And her, well, she won't even look at him. They share a bed but nothing more.

"Nate I am late for work, can you stop trying to have sex?!"

"Andy it's 4:30 in the morning. You are not late, you're bloody early! That insane woman that you follow all the time is probably still in her bed. I can't see this woman doing anything more then lying in a bed, alone! No one will ever be with her in that bed, she is such a frigid bitch!"

Andy jumped from the bed like a cat that had a pail of cold water dumped on its skin. She looked at him, her face totally red with anger.

"Don't talk about her like that! Don't, just don't. Do you understand me? You don't know her!"

Nate is standing up now, face to face to Andy. Angry with her reaction, he decided to push further to see where this is going.

"Oh and you do? Do you know her in bed to know if she is a frigid woman or not? Have you fucked her!? Is she able to have an orgasm? Is that part of your job too!?"

Andy had enough and suddenly her left hand connect with Nate's face. After that everything that happened was too quickly or too slow.

Half an hour later Nate is leaving the apartment and Andy is lying in their bed, crying, her entire body hurting. She almost can't breathe and needs help. At this point only one person comes to her mind.

"Miranda..."

6:25 Runway office

Nigel is walking down the small corridor. He has been trying to talk to Andy for almost 30 mins but the girl is not answering her phone. Emily is doing the same. It's almost 45 mins and still no answer, at least 20 voicemails and thousands of text messages are sent.

"I love my job. I love my job..."

Emily started her mantra somewhere between the voicemail number nine. Suddenly a text message on her mobile comes in and the small hope that had appeared is replaced by total panic.

Nigel, at that exact moment, arrived in front of Emily desk. He saw her face and knows this only means one thing, Miranda is coming.

"Why has Andy decided to be late today and Miranda so, so early?!"

Nigel takes his mobile from his pink jacket sending out a text. In seconds all the staff is running around quicker than ever, only to be sure that when the lift bell rings they are all prepared for the dragon.

6:33

The lift arrives and with it a stunning Miranda Priestly, and as usual, dressed to kill, with her in a black Prada dress and her red heels. Emily is already at her side.

"Call Valentino in five minutes. I am sure that will be the perfect time to us to talk. Call my personal trainer and tell him that I need to cancel the class today but will be tomorrow at 4:45 am sharp and I expect to see him at my door at 4:42 am, it's plenty of time to him arrive to the penthouse. I am starting a parent-web-meeting with Caroline's teacher in 15 mins and I need the next 2 hours free. Can you believe, the teacher said it was too early? I told her that with how much money I give to the charity that the school has I expect," she looks over to the empty desk, "Where's Emily and my coffee? Am I reaching for the stars? I don't think so."

Nigel chooses this moment to say something because Emily is so pale that he believes that she can faint in any second.

"Miranda, Andy needed to do me a small favor this morning and she will be back in a few minutes. I had an accident in the closet and one of the new jackets needed to be taken to a dry cleaner," he takes a deep breath and girds his loins, "Andy told me she knows someone really good and she offered to take it and wait there until it is done. I am sure that before you realize it she will be back. And," he said clearing his throat, "I can get your coffee if you will give me the honour!"

Miranda pays more attention to Nigel then ever. He has been working with her for so long that she knows basically everything about him and she can see that he is not telling the truth. But Miranda is sure that Andrea, her Andrea, really knows so many people that there is a small possibility that this is not a total lie.

Miranda looked to Emily who looks like she is going to die in any second. But it's no surprise to Miranda, this girl always looks to be in a panic so Miranda decided to have some fun.

"Emily, I expect her here no later than 8:00. Two hours is enough for to her bring back the jacket from I even don't even want to know where, because Nigel knows that if he tells me the name, he will be fired! Then tell her to go to my house and take Patricia for a walk. Afterwards tell her to go to the new children's store that opened and buy the black and grey skates Cassidy showed her the photo of last night, also the new Monopoly with the singer that Caroline loves. That's all."

Emily nodded and looked to Nigel in total panic. Slowly she went near Nigel and close to his ears, she murmured, "You. You are so dead. You will bring her in personally even if I need to tell Miranda you are fucking some model at the closet. Bring her here even if she is dead! I have no clue what skates she wants and who the singer is that Caroline likes!"

Nigel looked to his watch. So early in the morning and he already having a nightmare of day. He loves Miranda, he really does, she is the best in everything: boss, business woman, mother, but she is a dragon that will be toasting him in one second if he does not bring Andrea there soon.

"I am on my way."