Title: Some Dreams Do Come True

Rating: MA

Word Count: 1954

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.

So sorry it has taken me so long to post this next chapter. I just moved cross country and started a new job. I hate how real life interferes with the stories! :) I hope there are some of you still out there willing to continue reading this. 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.

Nigel's mind immediately recalled Miranda's arrival to the hospital, and what this new discovery would mean to her, and those around her.

Once in the hospital Miranda was wheeled into a private room. As they waited for Katheryn (Miranda's private physician), Miranda lay on the stretcher one arm draped protectively over her abdomen, the other over her eyes.

Nigel sat by her side, his elbows propped on his knees, hands wrapped around each other, and his chin resting on them. He glanced at the arm resting on Miranda's abdomen, and as the hand gently caressed it he grinned.

Miranda pregnant again. God help them all.

"Stop staring at me."

Nigel jumped.

"I can tell your smiling at me." She hissed.

Miranda lifted her arm from her eyes, and turned her head toward him glaring.

Nigel threw his arms up in the air, "Where should I look?"

"Not at me."

Nigel grinned again, "Do you want to tell me about it?"

Miranda turned her head, stared at the ceiling, andshe blinked her eyes as water pooled in them. "How did she get in?"

Nigel frowned, "Who?"

"Oh lord Nigel, don't tell me you did not see her!"

"The Princess?"

"Of course the Princess, who do you think I was talking about?"

"What is it with the two of you?"

There was a long pause, and then Nigel asked again. "Is there something going on with the two of you?"

"I met her in Paris. I only knew her as Amelia. I did not know she was a Princess. Since she comes from such a small quiet country, and her Grandmother wanted her to live as normal of a life as possible, so no pictures of her were ever published. I did not connect the two women as one individual."

"I take it the two of you did not get along very well."

Miranda took a deep breath, and quietly replied, "On the contrary, we got along very well."

Nigel arched an eyebrow.

"Oh Nigel we are both adults here."

Nigel laughed. "So why did you the Dragon Lady go after her at the shoot?"

"I don't know Nigel, maybe because I woke up in bed a lone with no explanation." Then in a softer voice she added, "And now this."

Miranda felt the tears start to fall, and she did all she could to halt them.

Nigel breathed in deeply, and took hold of Miranda's hand, "Okay, I can see you being annoyed, irritated at the Princess, but what does she have to do with the pregnancy?"

"She is the only person I slept with, or so I thought so."

Nigel arched an eyebrow.

Just then they heard a knock at the door and in came Katheryn.

The physician smiled as she looked at Miranda noting the tears. "You could not wait for our appointment I see. Shall we take a look at the little one?"

Miranda's head snapped up as she heard the low soft voice that put her in a trance that night in Paris.

Andy stopped, she was in shock, "Miranda," she barely whispered.

Andy's eyes remained glued to the ultrasound screen as she slowly stepped into the room.

The two little bleeps on the screen was hypnotizing.

Andy was quiet, her eyes soft from the sight of the two bleeps turned dark, and hard.

Nigel while holding Miranda's hand rubbed his other hand through his thinning hair.

Either there was going to be a fight or a love session.

His love, and respect for the woman lying on the stretcher took over. He would stand by her no matter what…no matter who the Father of the infants were, and if that meant protecting her from the Princess he would.

Andy felt as if she was in a fog. Her mind was empty, and full all at the same time. She was confused, angry, terrified, and exhilarated as well. Her stomach was doing flip-flops as she tried to digest the information in front of her.

As she neared the stretcher Miranda was lying on Andy turn to face her. Andy loved this woman, but trusting her was another thing. Miranda was everything the rumors said she was. Andy's Godmother was wrong about Miranda and her character, the tabloids were right!

Andy's eyes were deep, and dark. An empty wormhole into the universe. Her skin turned to a deep red, from the fire that burned inside of her. Miranda had taken her for a fool, a one night stand, she even cheated on her husband!

Between her teeth Andy condemned Miranda's morality, "You never told me you were married."

Miranda's eyes matched Andy's in that they were hard, and ice cold.

A battle waged between them, Andy firing bolts of fire, and Miranda's icy glare putting it out before it could reached her.

"You… have the audacity to presume I am married? Since when do you have to be married to have a baby?" Miranda replied condescendingly.

Nigel grimaced, it was going to be WW III. These two strong women would never give in.

Nigel squeezed Miranda's hand, and leaned in to give her a kiss on the forehead. "I think we should leave you two."

He looked over at Katheryn, "Miranda would like some privacy."

The physician nodded, "Would you like a print of the screen?"

Miranda smiled brightly at Katheryn, and nodded.

Katheryn printed a picture, handed it to Miranda, and after cleaning Miranda's abdomen off left with Nigel.

At the entrance to the room Nigel turn, smiled at Miranda, then left closing the door.

Andy watched as Miranda took the picture from the person doing the ultrasound. Miranda's face was glowing. She was so beautiful with her bright crystal blue eyes, pale skin, and now this…a baby.

Andy was jealous some idiot would be enjoying this event with the woman she loved! He would be the one going to OB/GYN visits, he would be the one to feel them kick, and he would be the one there to watch them be born.

Andy's face tightened, her hands clenched into tight balls. Her entire body was tense. Doug always told her she was hot headed, but she never remembered being this angry.

Andy turned, and watched as Nigel walked out. 'So if Miranda wasn't married then who was the Father? No…it could not be.'

"So you are not married. I thought Nigel was gay?"

Miranda looked at Amelia, she could not contain her laughter. Miranda sat up at the side of the stretcher and leaned into Amelia. "You think…Nigel and I…you think the baby is his?" Miranda could not help it, the thought of her and Nigel was hilarious.

Andy swallowed hard and took a step closer to Miranda taking in the sparkle in her eyes, "What is so funny? The fact that you were sleeping with him and me at the same time?"

Miranda took a deep breath, and for a brief second she saw the hurt and anguish in Amelia's eyes, "Nigel and I have been best friends for a long time, and the thought of me having his baby is just…Nigel is gay not bi. I do not think he would know how to have sex with a woman." Miranda's voice was almost comical.

It infuriated Andy.

Andy groaned, and closed her eyes, "God please tell me it is not the blonde." Her voice was hard, and sarcastic.

Miranda was getting irritated, "Excuse me?"

Andy glared, "From last night? Or have you forgotten already?"

Miranda huffed, "Oh for God's sake Amelia. That idiot? No. I was interviewing him for a job a Runway. Not that it is any of your business, but he did not get the job."

Andy quickly turned, and started pacing. "Lucky for him."

Miranda was done with all of this. The girl's accusations. Amelia had no right to insult Miranda's way of life after what she did. It was time for Miranda to set Amelia right, that the man Amelia let join them was the babies' Father. Miranda would also make it known to Amelia that under no circumstance was that man to ever find out. Miranda would never let a player like him touch her precious children.

Miranda was aggravated, and outraged with Amelia's questioning, "I got pregnant in Paris."

Andy turned, her face was red, "You were with someone else during the same week as you were with me!? A man!?" She was hot. She had given everything to Miranda that night, and now she learned it did not mean a thing to Miranda.

Andy turned to walk out, but before she took one step she heard.

"How dare you!" Miranda was livid. Her lips were pursed, never had anyone enraged her so. She had loved Amelia with everything she had that night, and the girl was mocking her.

"You're the one who brought a…a man…into our love making. How else do you think I got this way? You were the only one I was with in Paris, or at least that was what I thought."

Miranda sat up on the side of the stretcher, and slipped back into her shoes. She stood her arms wrapped around her. Miranda rarely yelled, but this person was patronizing her and her unborn children, and she was not going to stand for it.

"I trusted you. Now I do not even know who the Father of my babies is, or are you going to tell me it was an immaculate conception?" Miranda started off for the door. She did not trust what she would say if she stayed any longer.

Andy turned, and quickly stepped in front of the Fashion Queen.

Miranda took a breath, and quietly stated, "Get out of my way. You stay away from me, or I will make your life a living hell. I do not care who you are. No one does this to me!"

"Miranda, there was not anyone with us. Male or Female. It was just you and I. Together. No one else. Just you and I."

"Amelia…Amelia…stop…stop now."

Andy was rambling, she always did that when she was nervous. She was losing Miranda, she knew it, and she did not know how to stop it. Hell, she did not even understand it.

Andy turned, and threw her hands up in air. What was she to do?

"What did you say?" Miranda whispered so low Andy almost missed it.

Andy turned quickly, and looked at the woman biting the side of her mouth, "There was no one else with us. I swear. It was just you and I." After a short pause she continued. "You… you Miranda are the love of my life."

Miranda huffed and exited the room.

Andy stood motionless.

"Princess, pardon me, but you are going to be late for your meeting with England's Ambassador."

Andy turned, and saw her driver standing at the door. Her face was blank, and her mind was racing.

Paul cleared his throat, "Your Highness? Is everything alright?"

Andy blinked, and finally came to. "Yes, uhm coming."

Andy sat in back of the car as it drove to the Genovian Consulate.

Her mind was like a maze, and every time Andy turned a corner she ran into a dead end. Nothing made sense. Her heart was breaking, and it seemed as if nothing would be able to put it all back together. She could feel the tears behind her eyes as thoughts of never being near Miranda again invade her senses. She had to shake the feeling off, at least until after the meeting. This was very important to her Family, and the entire population of Genovia. She had to be on top of her game for everyone's sake.