Title - Secrets

Rating - T

Summery - Miranda and Andrea have been married for just over a year when paradise disappears when a little white lie Andy told years ago comes back to haunt her.

A/N - Thank you all soo much for reviewing… I'm glad you are enjoying it. I'm not really sure what should happen next so idea are welcome. Well… lets hope my mind can make Miranda forgive.

Disclaimer - I do not own The Devil Wears Prada, I just play with them.

Chapter 4

Dismissing her incompetent staff out of the office after another horrendous meeting, Miranda sighed in relief. Today really wasn't a day to upset her more and if she hoped to have any staff left at the end of the day it was best for everyone if they stayed out of her way.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, she sank back into her chair, great full that her schedule was free for the next couple of hours. Deciding that she needed to keep her mind off certain problems, the Editor went to log onto the computer and get on with some work.

While Miranda had been in the dreadfully long meeting, her computer had started to show the screensaver. A slideshow of all her favourite pictures of her two children and her Andréa. The idea of emerging herself in work hadn't gone very well. As soon as Miranda had laied eyes on a picture of herself and her wife laying on the floor in the den, every good memory had come crashing back to her.

Cassidy and Caroline were laying on the sofa, snuggled up together with pillows and covers. Miranda and Andréa had been pushed onto the floor after realising that they hadn't any space. Since Andréa had moved in, movie night with the girls had become a regular occurrence in the town house. Eventually it had turned into family night. On this particular night Cassidy had been working on a photography project which was inspired by something comforting to herself. The idea of taking pictured of her parents and sister had come to her while they were watching Harry Potter, yet again. She had reached down to get her drink when she had glanced down at both her mother and Andy. She had excused herself to go to the toilet and while out of the room had gotten her camera. She had been taking pictures of them throughout the film and one in particular had stood out. Her mum had her arms raped around Andy's waist and was pulling Andy into her as she was sitting between her legs. In the picture her mum had looked down at Andréa smiling softly. Cassidy had passed that project with the highest mark in the class. It truly was a beautiful picture. It had been mothers day a month later and Cassidy had framed the imaged and given it to them both.

A single tear rolled down the perfectly made up face as Miranda recalled her daughter's gift to herself and Andréa. Then next imaged to pop up was on their wedding day.

One thing that was agreed on before their relationship had become serious was lack of press. Neither of them were bother by what was said about them, but they didn't want to cause any problems for the girls. This had impacted on their wedding slightly as they didn't really have any guests. They had flown out to a small tropical island. Just the four of them. It wasn't a grand wedding. It was simple. The girls were wearing floral summer dresses and both herself and Andréa were wearing white summer dresses (all designer of course). Miranda's had been knee length, pure white with a black belt defining her slim waist. It had also been strapless. Andréa's had been similar but had a few bright colours at the bust and bottom. It had also had thin straps holding it up, falling about the knee. It had been simply amazing. The girls had stayed with them for a week before the wedding and then for two days after so that they could spend time as a family. Then they had been flown out to another holiday destination so they could spend some vacation time with their father. This allowed Miranda and her new wife to spend some time alone, away from the world.

More tears had found themselves falling down the woman's face. Looking back at the screen yet another memory took over her thoughts.

"I think that we should tell Emily and Nigel," Andy had slipped into conversation at dinner. Trying to keep her face as normal as possible.

"I don't. We will talk about this later," Miranda had snapped back and Andréa had known to leave the topic alone.

Later that night when they had climbed into bed, Miranda looked down at Andréa seemingly to be considering something.

"I will allow you to tell Emily and Nigel," she had eventually said, "under one condition."

"Anything." Andy had smirked and slid her arm around Miranda's waist suggestively.

"I want their reactions on tape," Smirking down at her amused wife she had gently kissed the edge of her mouth.

"Ok, ill get you their reaction on tape."

It had taken a while for Andy to figure out a way of getting the tape of both of their reactions, but she had finally managed it. A friend that owed her one too many favours had a lot of recording soft wear and had fitted Andy's jacket with a small camera and a microphone. Andréa had taken them both out for lunch and after they had finished they had taken a walk which had lead them into a park. They had been sitting down when Andy had decided to tell them. Making sure they were in line of the camera she had stood up and looked directly at them both.

"I need to tell you something important," Andy had muttered, trying to think of a good way of putting what they needed to know.

"Six, what is it?" Nigel asked, concern evident in his voice.

Emily had also looked up, worry showing up on her face.

Without thinking too much about what she was about to say Andy decided that blurting out what she had to say may be the best option. With that thought Andy proceeded to do just that.

"A while ago I met up with Miranda and we became close. We got engaged a while ago and well that vacation she took last month was also our wedding as we got married while out there!" when she had done, Andy looked up and was so glad that Miranda had thought to film this.

Nigel had gone pale. Him mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to sat something but couldn't come up with the words. He had stayed like that until he finally grasped what she had just admitted.

Emily on the other hand had taken in what she had said first time, and had promptly fainted just after. Falling against Nigel who hadn't notice his friends predicament. Andy had looked at both of them in turn and in seconds had thrown her head back and truly laughed until she had cried.

Miranda and Andy had laughed over the video footage later that day. Miranda had heard Andréa's laugh and decided that she wanted to see her reaction too. She had asked a friend of hers to hack into the CCTV from around the area and one rather good camera had captured the image of her wife laughing happily.

Realising that she was now sobbing Miranda tried to get herself under control. After taking a few deep breaths to steady her breathing her door was thrown open and her Andréa found her way around the desk so she was directly in front of Miranda and without much warning she had claimed Miranda's lips in one of the most passionate kisses they had ever share and when they eventually pulled back from each other they were both panting, attempting to steady their breathing. Quickly looking toward the door Miranda once again thanked her assistant for her discretion and for closing the door.

Tears were still poring down her face as she look back up into her wife innocent eyes. Standing up quickly she walked over to the other side of the room. Away from the woman who could destroy her, the woman who had already damaged her.

When Andy had ran out of the town house. She had immediately pulled over a cab and demanded her get her to Miranda as quickly as she could. As soon as they had set off her phone had rung. Looking at the caller ID and realising it was her mother she had ignored the call. By the time she had reached the Elias - Clarke building she had 11 miss call from her mum and Andy decided to just turn it off.

As the marriage between herself and Miranda wasn't known publicly she couldn't technically get through security and Andy had never been so reviled to see Nigel at that minute in time. He had taken her through quickly knowing that his friend desperately needed her wife.

When she had reached Miranda's outer office the second assistant had attempted to stop getting to Miranda but Emily had pulled her away. Andy knew that there was no way she was getting permission form the woman she loved to enter the office so she didn't ask for it and forced her way into the room without any warning.

Seeing her wife trying desperately hard to stop stopping had broken Andréa more than she thought was possibly and in an attempt to make it all better had kissed Miranda with all she was worth.

Andy had heard the door been shut and was amused when they broke apart and Miranda looked over to make sure no one was looking.

Miranda had suddenly stood and walked away from her again. The tears that she had been trying to keep at bay began to fall and soon she was sat on the floor rocking herself backwards and forwards in an attempt to control herself again.

"Am I that bad Andréa, that you had to lie about me. Are you that ashamed of me that you pretended to be normal. Do you not love me enough to tell your family?" Miranda's broken voice spat out.

"NO! Don't ever think that! Don't ever say that again!" Andy almost shouted, in between sobs. "I Love You!" she spat back. "I love you with all my heart,"

"Loving someone means that you are proud of them, that you want to tell the world. Loving someone doesn't depend on others opinions of you, it depending on each other not to allow the hurtful things to get to you." Miranda managed to choke out.

"I told her." Andy whispered brokenly. "I told her and I refused to hear anything her had to say. I choose my wife and my children over my unstable relationship with my own mother."

Miranda looked sharply at her wife and she couldn't stay mad any longer as she watched her Andréa sobbing on the floor.

Almost running over to Andy, Miranda threw herself onto the floor and pulled Andréa into her lap. Holding her as close as she possibly could while crying softly into Andréa's shoulder.

Well I'm not too sure about this one. Let me know what you think.