Title: Some Dreams Do Come True

Rating: MA

Word Count: 3716

Summary: This story does not follow the move. In this story Miranda is about 35 and the twins are five. Andy's real name is Amelia but she still goes by Andy. Andy is the same age as in the movie.

It is so fun to see people excited about reading my story. I am really enjoying your comments, your so invested. They keep the : ) going. jhada keep up the suggestions! It is getting interesting thanks to you!

All errors spelling, grammar are all mine. If you wish to correct me please feel free. English maybe my first language, but math and science were my specialty in school! : )

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to DWP. I just love playing with them.

Miranda lay in bed, hand covering her abdomen protectively. Her fingertips massaged and rubbed circles on it.

She took a deep breath, she had not been able to sleep all night. The activities that happened last evening ran through her head over and over.

The feel of Amelia's fingertips on her skin, the taste of Amelia's mouth on hers. Miranda felt her face heat up, and she squirmed.

Then she thought she felt the baby move, but that was impossible it was too early to feel that. Miranda smiled. Soon sweetheart, soon I will be able to feel you.

Amelia's soft lips and her taste had hunted Miranda all night.

Sexual frustration was part of the problem.

Amelia stirred feelings in Miranda she had never felt before, feelings she craved for, but there was also the feeling of trust.

Miranda knew she had to have gotten pregnant that night in Paris, and the fact she did not know who the babies' father was scared her.

How could Amelia have brought someone else into their love making, and an unprotected one at that?

Miranda looked at the clock one last time, and decided she might as well get up and go into Runway early.

Once downstairs Miranda put coffee on, but could not think of anything that sounded appetizing. Knowing she had to eat something she placed some whole wheat bread in the toaster. As the coffee was brewing she inhaled deeply…mmmm…the great smell of coffee in the morning…next thing Miranda knew she was headed for the bathroom and emptied what little contents was in her stomach. She sighed, if only Amelia was here to sooth her.

Miranda stood on unsteady legs, and rinsed her mouth out. Oh well, she needed to give up coffee anyway now was as good a time as any.

She did not even attempt the toast afraid of once again having to throw up.

She called Roy to come pick her up, and grabbed a water out of the fridge.

Andy stood looking up at the Elias-Clarke building wondering which window was Miranda's, and if she was looking down at her.

Andy lowered her head, looked inside the buildings large windows, and frowned. How was she going to get past security? She inhaled deeply, she had to get into see Miranda. She refused to give up on the amazing woman.

Andy's arms hung at her side loosely. She put her best smile on, and walked into the building.

Up at the security desk she recognized one of the security men that was there the day of her photo shoot. Andy perused her memory for the guy's name.

"I am Princess Amelia of Genovia. I am here for my reshoot with Runway." She announced to the skinny, red haired man that was waiting on her.

He pulled the clip board out of its slot, "Sorry, Ma'am I do not see your name on the list."

Andy feigned being insulted as she looked over at Stephen, "Stephen! Please help me. This man does not seem to know me, or the importance of me getting up to Runway to do my reshoot. I do not want to keep Miranda waiting, you know how she is about being on time."

Stephen looked in the direction of Andy, and smiled brightly. The Princess remembered his name. He puffed up his chest, and thought, 'even the Princess' could not resist his male magnitude.

"Yes, Andy." He looked at the skinny dude, and scowled, "Let the Princess in, if you make her wait Miranda will have you fired!"

The turnstile was held open for her, and she beamed her smile at Stephen and the skinny guard. "Thank you boys. I will be sure and tell Miranda what a huge help you were."

Stephen stood tall, and saluted her. A huge bonus was in the picture for him, he was sure.

Andy laughed to herself, 'idiot'.

Miranda strolled into the outer office with Emily in tow. Miranda was giving her list of items Emily needed to do this morning including the announcement that she wanted to start the walk through immediately.

Emily cringed. The day was going to be worse than she thought when she got Roy's message that Miranda was coming in early.

As Miranda neared her inner office door she smelled the coffee and eggs waiting for her.

She stopped short, slid her sunglasses down her nose, turned toward Emily, and glared. "Did I ask for coffee, or eggs? No! Get rid of them now!"

Emily stopped, and opened her mouth, "But…" before she said more she stopped knowing to contradict Miranda would just make matters worse.

"Yes, Miranda."

Miranda put the glasses back on, and swallowed hard holding her breath. The last thing she wanted to do was throw up on her assistant.

Within minutes people were moving in and out of Miranda's office setting up for the run through.

Nigel cornered Emily out at her desk, "What set her off today?"

Emily shrugged, "Bloody hell if I know she came in this way. She has been this way ever since Paris. You were there with her. What happened there?"

Nigel rubbed his balding head. "Got me. I thought it went like any other Fashion Week."

"Nigel are you going to gossip all day with my assistant or are you going to join the grown-ups?"

"Coming Miranda."

Andy walked off the elevators on the floor Runway held its offices. She smiled nodding to the receptionist, and walked toward the back as if she belonged there.

Now she just had to figure out how to get past the red headed Brit.

What if Miranda wasn't even here? As sick as she was last night maybe she decided to stay home.

Andy sighed, what was she doing? She did not even know what she was going to tell Miranda. Andy's eyes started to tear up. She sniffed, held her head high, and continued on. She would not let Miranda or anyone see her cry.

When Andy crossed the outer office threshold she heard Miranda talking.

"Did any of you even work on this? I would be better off hiring teenagers, they could probably do a better job. I could only hope."

Andy silently stepped further into the outer office.

She crossed over to the empty desk on her right.

It was in the perfect spot to observe the activities going on in the inner office.

She pulled the chair out, and sat.

Andy listened as she admired the silver haired woman pacing inside. The roll of her hips, the sparkle in her eyes, the way the muscles moved in her legs, and to be the finger that was caressing Miranda's lower lip. Andy groaned to herself as moister collected between her legs. Her core tingled, and it ached to be touched by those fingers, and that mouth once again.

Miranda was the most beautiful woman she had ever met. It wasn't just Miranda's beauty. She was intelligent, and oh so warm, contrary to what everyone said about her being an Ice Queen.

Obviously no one had ever slept with her. Andy laughed at herself of course the woman had had sex before, but seriously Miranda was not an Ice Queen.

Dragon Lady suited her more. Warm, and full of fire! Just the way Andy liked it.

Andy jumped as she herd Miranda speak again. "At least Nigel is at work today. The material samples are exquisite."

Andy moaned as she watched Miranda's slender fingers caress the different bolts of material lying on her desk. Just the thought of those fingers on her breasts made her nipples immediately hard.

Andy did not know what it was but Miranda was glowing. Andy smiled, it was enough to say she lo…

Just then two small red head girls went running past her screaming.

"Mommmmy!"

Andy's head snapped first to her left then followed the girls into Miranda's office.

Miranda's face turned in the direction of the commotion, and Andy witnessed Miranda's face soften, and brighten up as a smile over took it.

Miranda usually did not show this kind of emotion in public but today she just could not help it. Her heart was so full of love for the girls. Maybe it was the pregnancy.

Andy watched as Miranda knelt on the floor, and clutched the two children into her arms. Andy saw in Miranda the person she knew from Paris. Someone that loved with all her heart, someone very few people seemed to know. The private Miranda.

Right behind them was an older woman.

"I am sorry Miranda. They would not stop. They refused to get ready for school unless I brought them here first to see you."

"We did not get to say goodnight to you last night Mommy." Cassidy announced.

Caroline ran her tiny hand through her Mother's hair. "We missed your kisses Mommy."

Miranda maintained the huge grin on her face, "It is okay Cara. I missed saying goodnight too."

Miranda looked back at the twins, "Good morning Bobbsey's." She kissed each one on the forehead, and gave them a hug.

"Now it is time for both of you to go to school." And she tapped them both on the nose, sending them off into giggles.

Andy froze as she watched Miranda with her children. The way she smiled at them, kissed them, hugged them. She was no Ice Queen anyone could see that. Miranda was remarkable. She was a warm, loving Mother, and a strong, formidable Editor in chief.

Andy smiled brightly. She felt Miranda's warmth overtake her, but she shivered. Andy's breathing increased, and she feel her heart beating out of her chest. Everything inside her tingled, and she felt so happy.

One thought entered her mind. 'I love her.'

Andy gasped, and she started to shake.

Even though she was sitting she grabbed onto the desk in front of her for stability. The room was spinning.

'She loved Miranda Priestly.'

She was in love with the most perfect woman. The perfect woman that hated her. Tears formed in her eyes.

Miranda heard the gasp, and she looked up from her kneeled position. She watched as Amelia jumped up from behind the desk and made her way hurriedly out of the office.

Miranda almost fell backward at the shock that Amelia was in her office watching her.

Miranda quickly stood up to find out what Amelia was doing there and who had let her in.

Andy was out of the elevator, and headed to the door as the first tear drop fell.

Stephen saw the beautiful Princess come off the elevator, and ambled over to her. "So, I am free after five. Like to go for drinks?"

"Casse-toi!" Andy turned, raced out the door, and across the street.

She made it to the wall before all the tears began to fall. She turned, and leaned her head back against it closing her eyes.

'I love Miranda, but she has small children. That must mean she is married, but I do not remember seeing a wedding ring on her. Was the blonde she was with last night her husband?'

Andy realized she did not know a thing about Miranda.

She wiped her eyes, and looked to her left. Taking a deep breath she walked a short distance, and sat down on the step that led into the building. What was she going to do?

Andy pulled out her phone and dialed. "Marraine."

Barbara could tell her Goddaughter had been crying and was upset.

"mon enfant, what is happening with you? What is wrong?"

Andy poured her heart out to her Godmother.

She told Barbara her realization that she loved Miranda, and how she did not know a thing about the Editor in Chief of Runway.

She told her Godmother about how she met Miranda, what had transpired between the two of them in Paris, and then in the States.

Andy had always told her Godmother about her escapades. She knew she could trust her.

Barbara was never shocked about the way Andy led her life. Barbara was best friends with Andy's Mother, and she knew the history of the Royals.

"Ah so you were the beautiful long legged woman Miranda had inquired about at my show. It never even occurred to me that it was you. You were here for such a short time I did not think anyone had seen you."

"Miranda was looking for me?"

"Oui, Oui. Then in the same sentence she reprimanded me for having some of the most ill-mannered audience of any of the shows." Barbara was laughing at this point.

Andy sniffed, "That is not funny."

"Oh mon enfant, I am sorry. I did not mean to make you feel bad. Just think if Miranda was not interested in you she would never have left you kiss her again. Miranda would never waist her precious time with someone she thought was disrespectful. She would just turn you to ice with those cold blue eyes, and no she is not married. She divorced that poor excuse for a man three years ago. I have not known her to date another man since."

"Barbara, they are not cold." Andy smiled remembering those eyes. "They are so warm, a sparking crystal blue."

Barbara told Andy all she knew about the famous Editor. Then she asked a question. "Why would Miranda be mad at you?"

Andy thought for a few minutes, but before she could answer she heard a siren. Looking up she spotted an ambulance coming down the street, and stop in front of the Elias-Clarke building.

Unable to talk over the siren she said her good-byes to her Godmother and promised to call her back soon, then hung up.

Andy was curious as to what was going on across the street.

She watched as two paramedics jumped out of the ambulance, and rushed into the Elias-Clarke building.

The turnstile was held open for them, and instead of using the elevator that was held for them they raced up the stairs.

Meanwhile in Miranda's inner office.

Miranda had stood too fast. She blinked her eyelids, her head was spinning.

Thoughts were running threw her head. Thoughts of Amelia and what she was doing at Runway.

Miranda barely heard Caroline's soft voice call out, "Mommy are you alright?"

Everyone in the office turned toward Miranda just in time to see her turn pale and begin to fall.

Nigel who was right next to Miranda wrapped his arms around her, and lowered her to the floor.

"Miranda." Nigel caressed Miranda's pale face with his fingers. "Someone call an ambulance!" Nigel was scared. "Don't just stand there!"

Emily kneeled down beside her boss. "I'll stay with her Nigel get a cool cloth for her."

Emily pulled out her phone, and dialed 911, explaining to the operator where she was, and what was happening to the famous Editor.

The twins were crying, and Emily looked around, "Serena can you take the girls over to the couch, and try to calm them. Make sure they can see their Mother, and reassure them she is okay."

Emily looked down at her boss, and started to caress her face, "Miranda, wake-up. Come on you are scaring the girls, it is time to open your eyes."

Nigel rushed into Miranda's private bathroom, and started flinging open all the drawers looking for a hand cloth.

As one drawer flew open a box popped out onto the floor.

Nigel bent to pick it up, and froze.

As he looked at the label all kinds of thoughts ran threw his head. A pregnancy test.

He looked out to Miranda lying on the floor, and he remembered when Miranda was pregnant with the twins.

Miranda had fainted numerous times back then too.

He smiled, and took a breath…Miranda was pregnant.

He placed the box back in the drawer, and found a cloth running cool water over it.

Back in the office Nigel handed the cloth to Emily, watched as the girl gently patted at Miranda's face, and in a sweet voice encouraged the Editor to open her eyes.

Serena had been successful in calming the girls down, and they were sitting quietly on the couch.

Miranda fluttered her eyes open, and the first thing she saw was Emily smiling.

"Can you explain to me why I am on the floor, and you are hovering over me Emily?" Miranda whispered in a strained voice.

Just then the paramedics came rushing into the office.

Emily stood to get out of their way, and Miranda tried to sit up.

Her head began to spin again, and one of the paramedics had their hands on her. "Ma'am please stay lying down. Let us check you out."

"No…I am fine. Get away from me."

Nigel snickered, and knelt beside his friend, "Miranda, I know." He arched an eyebrow, "Now let them check you out. I bet you haven't had anything to eat today have you?"

Miranda's eyes popped open, and shook her head no.

Nigel leaned over toward the paramedic nearest to him, and whispered into his ear. "She is pregnant, probably dehydrated, she has problems with nausea and vomiting, no one else here knows about the pregnancy, and it would be wise that it remains that way."

The paramedic looked at Nigel then Miranda, and nodded. "We should take you to the hospital, and have you checked out. You look like, and your vital signs point to dehydration. We will start an IV and fluids."

"No!" Miranda pushed her way into a sitting position, but her eyes fluttered once again, almost fainting.

Nigel placed a hand on Miranda, and looked into her eyes smiling, "Miranda, the girls are scared, you need fluids. Please let them take care of everyone. You wouldn't want anything to happen would you?"

Miranda regarded her friend, then nodded, "You will go with me?"

Nigel smiled, "of course, I would not let you do this alone."

The paramedics packed up Miranda, and after a kiss for each girl and a reassurance they were off down the hall and into the elevator waiting for them with Nigel in tow.

Once in the elevator Miranda looked at Nigel rolling her eyes, "How did you find out?"

Nigel giggled, "I found the pregnancy test."

The two paramedics look at each other. "Ma'am how far along are you?"

Miranda glared at them, "Miranda."

"Excuse me?"

"My name is Miranda."

"Okay…um…Miranda how far along are you?"

Miranda looked first at Nigel then the paramedics, "Eight weeks."

Nigel processed the information then gasped, "Paris?"

"Yes, and do not…I repeat do not ask who the father is."

One of the paramedic arched an eyebrow, "You are not married?"

Miranda glared at them once again, "No."

As the crew exited the elevator and headed for the door Nigel made a motioned for the paramedics to cover Miranda up so no one could see who it was, but Andy caught sight of the silver hair before it went under the sheet.

Andy gasped as a hand went to her mouth.

Luckily her driver, and guard Paul (the only other person beside Joseph her Grandmother entrusted her life to) was parked in the car headed in the same direction as the ambulance.

She forced her way through the crowd that had gathered at the entrance to Elias-Clarke, and jumped into the back seat. Paul follow the ambulance.

Paul turned, "I beg your pardon Princess?"

"Paul! Hurry they are leaving."

"Yes, Princess."

On the way to the hospital Nigel held Miranda's hand as an IV and fluids were started on her. Of all things Miranda was deeply afraid of needles. Her eyes were closed, and she kept a death grip on Nigel's hand.

"Ow!" Nigel murmured.

"Serves you right." Miranda hissed.

"Me? Why am I the one in trouble? I can guarantee I was not the one who did this to you."

Miranda glared at her longtime friend, "Not funny."

Nigel patted Miranda's hand, "Do not worry I will get you through this just like I did with the girls."

Miranda sighed, "Thank you Nigel."

The paramedics once again looked at each other, eye brows raised.

Miranda glared at the one sitting next to her, "If any of this gets out I promise you both that neither of you will be working again."

Nigel looked up grinning, "She's not lying. She will have your jobs."

Andy was biting her nails restlessly sitting in the back of the car. What had happened to Miranda after she left? Andy was so worried she felt sick. Her stomach pitched and rolled as Paul took the corners to keep up with the ambulance. Miranda's poor kids, they must be scared to death.

"Amelia, that is most unbecoming."

Andy stopped, and laid her hands in her lap.

"Amelia why are we following that ambulance?"

Andy looked up into the rearview mirror with tears in her eyes, "Because the love of my life is in there and I cannot lose her."

Paul nodded, and stepped a bit harder on the gas pedal.

Paul could not pull up to the hospital the same way the ambulance did, but had to circle the hospital and enter the same way any visitor would.

Andy jumped out of the car even before Paul could come to a complete stop.

Once inside Andy had to come up with a story to get her in back where Miranda was.

She walked up to the information desk and announced, "I am Miranda Priestly's sister. I want to see her. She just came in by ambulance."

The secretary looked up, "I cannot let you back there."

"Do you know who Miranda Priestly is? Do you know what will happen to you when she finds out you would not let her sister in to see her? Or do I need to contact the COO of the hospital?" Andy pulled out her phone.

The secretary stood with her mouth open, and buzzed Andy in.

Andy ran through the door, "Where is she!"

The secretary pointed in the direction of Miranda's room.

When Andy got to the door she slid it open just in time to hear…

"…and there Ms. Priestly is your babies heartbeats."