The twins bounced on their bed and laid down. They hated flying, but seemed like they were always doing it. This trip however had been even more stressful than the rest, because their mom was tense. She didn't get along will with Andrea's parents but tried to hide it for Andrea's sake.

"Do you think Andy will keep Mom from killing Grandmother?" Asked Caroline as she rested against her sister.

"I hope so, but you know Mom. She isn't a pillar of patience." Cassidy replied as she stared at the ceiling. She wanted to go explore the house and see their grandparents but didn't want to disturb her twin. However as though Caroline read her mind she sat up and off they went. No words were exchanged just a look and they knew.

Katherine shut Andrea's door and walked off in search of Paul, finding him of course in the office. She came in and sat on the corner of his desk.

"What's up."

"Just finishing up on some paperwork, where are they?"

"Miranda and Andy are in her bedroom. I think Miranda is stressed out or something. You know I don't understand that woman. And the girls are in their room relaxing. You know how they don't like to fly."

"Miranda isn't hard to understand, you are just trying to hard. Leave them alone for awhile and I think that Miranda will be much happier, or at least pleasant." He winked at Katherine and she looked shocked.

"You mean here with their kids right next store. Are you serious?"

"Relax Kat," and she rolled her eyes and left the office to make coffee. She knew Miranda loved coffee and made sure to keep coffee going all the time. Coffee made she decided to make muffins, and was almost done with the batter when she heard two pairs of heels click down the hall.

"Hey Mom what are you making?"

"Blueberry muffins, are you hungry?"

"Not really, Mira do you want some coffee?" She asked her wife. Miranda looked up from watching Katherine and nodded yes. She stepped closer and peered into the bowl, curiously.

"Do you like blueberry muffins?" Asked Katherine as she noticed Miranda's curious expression.

"You know I don't know. I can't remember if I ever had one."

"What you never had a blueberry muffin?" Asked Katherine and Andrea at the same time. Miranda rolled her eyes and accepted the coffee mug out of Andrea's hand. Katherine watched the two interact out of the corner of her eye. She was curious about them as she had only heard stories never seen them for real, except at their wedding. Andrea leaned in and wrapped an arm around Miranda who stiffened for a moment then relaxed slightly.

"Where are the girls?" Miranda asked as she looked around and strained ears to hear their footsteps.

"Oh they went to explore the attic, looking at old photographs and things from when Andy was a child." Replied Katherine looking the part of the loving grandmother.

"Miranda could you get me the cupcake trays over the stove, my hands are dirty?"

"Of course," Miranda retrieved the trays and under Katherine's insistence she helped fill the muffin trays while shooting Andrea 'what am I doing?' looks. Andrea stifled a laugh and left Miranda and her mother alone with the muffins. She only hoped that the kitchen would still be standing when she came back.

Andrea headed for the stairs and made her way to the attic when she found her stepdaughters looking around all her old stuff. "Hey Squirts, what are you doing?"

"Andy, hey, is all this your old stuff?" Asked Caroline.

"Yea, don't let your mother heard you say that though. You know how she hates that word."

"Where is she?" Cassidy chimed in.

"Making muffins with Grandmother."

"Really?" They asked together.

"Yea, oh hey my old photo albums." She took it and began to flip through the pictures memories flying in front of her mind. She thought about her life before and her eyes glazed over. They twins noticed and snuggled up beside them. They didn't know what was the matter with their Stepmother but they wanted to help. Andy felt two small bodies snuggle up beside her and they all snuggled on an old sofa that she remembered being up their when she was the twin's age.

"Squirts, do you want to go for a walk?" They nodded and she followed them down the stairs. Andrea stopped in the kitchen and told Miranda that they were going for a walk. She nodded distractedly concentrating on cracking eggs. Andrea laughed and kissed her wife quickly and the three of them left.

Miranda was busy learning the art of cracking eggs when Andrea came in and told her that she was taking the girls on a walk. She nodded to invested in her task to look up and they left.

"Have you ever cooked before?" Asked Katherine who was putting up a great effort at not laughing as she watched her daughter-in-law. Miranda glared at her and then shuddered at her egg covered hands.

"I never really had the chance to learn, but if it involves getting your hands dirty then I don't want to learn." She snapped and allowed Katherine to escort her to the sink and turn the water on for her.

"I find it relaxing," said Katherine as she squirted soap into Miranda's hand. She looked at her and for the first time saw something different than Editor-in-Chief of Runway. Here was a woman who's clothes were so out of place covered by an apron trying to cook with her mother-in-law who was the same age as her to keep her wife happy. Miranda was dealing with a lot and Katherine decided to give her a break.

"What is it about Runway that you love so much?" She asked Miranda and handed her a whisk after showing her the proper way to whisk without sending the batter flying across the room.

"You don't want to hear that story, am I doing this right?"

"Yes it's fine. Of course I want to hear, if you want to tell me." Miranda sighed and looked at Katherine. She hated to talk about her childhood but Katherine's eyes were warm and inviting just like Andrea's and she found she couldn't say no.

"I grew up with my grandparents because my mother decided that a child destroyed her image. I wouldn't know who she was until I was 18 and literally ran into her on the street. My grandparents didn't have much money but they knew how much I loved fashion and bought Runway for me so I could follow my dream. I studied it daily and dreamed of one day being the one who would dictate what went into that magazine. When my grandparents died I was 18 years old and I left for New York. There I got a job as a seamstress and worked night and day to achieve Runway. By the time I was 30 I was running the leading fashion magazine, and it has stayed that was for over 20 years. But now I look at it differently, Runway brought me to New York and set up the path that I would follow to finally, when I had all but given up, to meet my soul mate. So I love Runway because it was the reason I am here today." Miranda finished and looked at Katherine who had tears in her eyes. She let one fall and held out her arms to Miranda who after a glance around stepped into them and was enveloped in a hug that warmed her soul. She patted the woman's back and stepped back running her fingers through her hair. She was tired of talking about herself and turned the tables on Katherine. It was time to get to know the in-laws.

"What do you teach?" She asked trying to remember if she was told before. If Katherine was shocked at the sudden change in conversation she said nothing and went along with it.

"Sixth grade science."

"I was never good in science, but I seem to recall my girls in the backyard with diet coke and mentos. Could you explain?"

"They explode, the kids love it. I demonstrate it for my students as well. You won't believe the calls I get after that day."

"I can imagine." Miranda said dryly.

"Yes I bet you can, oh by the way I meant to tell you that I thought your dress for the banquet at the Met was stunning."

"You saw it?"

"Andy sent me pictures, come with me for a second." Miranda raised her eyebrows but followed Katherine to what she only assumed was her office. Paul was still working elbow deep in paper work when Katherine came in followed by a slightly interested Miranda.

"Miranda," he said as he glanced up and then back down.

"Paul," she replied in the same tone. She liked Paul, they understood each other. She was brought out of her thoughts when she was showed a small photo album that was still a work in progress. Curious she flipped though it and saw pictures of her and Andrea and the girls. Candid's that were taken by them, stills taken by the press, and portraits that Miranda had done. There were ones in here that even Miranda hadn't seen before. But it was obvious care and attention to detail that went into this book that warmed Miranda's heart. "You did this." She said rather than asked.

"Yes of course, I always make photo albums for family." Paul watched on this scene with interest. Miranda was pleased, really pleased. This was new, the scene was interrupted however when the front door slammed and three sets of footsteps pounded on the floor.

"Darling?" Andrea called and Miranda's head shot up.

"In here," she called and smiled when her wife came through the door with slightly rosy cheeks. "What have you been up to?" She asked with humor in her voice as she let her gaze travel up and down Andrea.

"I could ask you the same thing, I like this new look." Andrea giggled and wrapped her arms around Miranda pulled her close. Miranda stiffed as her gaze took in Paul, who wasn't paying attention to anything, and Katherine, who's smile looked like it outshine the sun. Andrea wasn't letting down and soon Miranda's head was tucked securely on Andrea's shoulder as they both flipped through the photo album.

Cassidy burst into the room a minute later and handed Andrea a ringing phone. She answered it, "This is Andrea." she frowned and raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you calling me, don't you want Miranda?" Miranda's head turned at the mention of her name and she made to ask a question when Andrea silenced her with a quick kiss.

"Emily, calm down. Take a deep breath and calmly tell me what is wrong. I am not handing the phone to Miranda until you learn to talk like a human, only whales can hear you right now." Miranda scowled and took the phone. "Emily you better have a good reason for disturbing my wife. Didn't I tell you to never bother Andrea?" She listened with the look on her face that earned her the title of ice queen. Her wife and daughters merely ignored it and her and looked at the photos. The girls giggled that the more romantic ones of their mother and stepmother. They were brought out of their giggle fest by Miranda saying, "that's all," and hanging up the phone.

She was livid, and looked like she was the cure for melting ice caps, her blue eyes were so icy.

"Mira? What did she do this time?"

"Idiot woman, I told her thousands of times not to disturb you, what is so complicated about that statement. I am surrounded by…mmph." The rest of her statement which would have been and long rant was muffled by Andrea's lips as she was dipped back over Andrea's arm and was kissed. Miranda was so stunned that she missed the woops and giggles from her daughters and the laughter from her in-laws. Too soon Miranda was righted and she shook her head before turning her glare to her wife, "a simple shut up would have worked darling," and she walked out of the room. Andrea rolled her eyes and handed the book back to her mother before chasing Miranda. Caroline and Cassidy grabbed the book and continued to giggle and ohh and ahh at their mother.