Chapter 2

A/N: A big shout out to Piove for being the first reviewer for this story! Now I know why more experienced authors like reviews so much. So, the main prob for the delay was because I wanted to go ahead and figure out a way for them to meet up again. And I have it!! And original meeting that no one has ever thought of!! Mwuhaha! Anyway, enjoy!

A furry head popped up from the arm of a tattered couch that sat in an average sized apartment as the front door opened. Knowing on instinct that it was his mistress, the young Rottweiler happily pranced towards her. He exuberantly greets her by sitting right in front of her and began his nightly show. He began to whine, bent his head and waved his right paw into the air.

"Aww! Who's such a good boy?!" Andy said in the expected baby voice and happily gave him a piece of chicken from a bag on a high shelf that she left there every day before she left. Her Rottweiler quickly gobbled it before going to the kitchen and grabbing his leash and running back to Andy. Andy gave him another piece of chicken before fitting the head harness on him.

"Ready to go Bernie?" Andrea asked. In response, Bernie hurried out of the door, but the head harness kept him under control. They walked out of Andy's third floor two bedroom apartment, something that she had only been able to afford due to the subway that paralleled the building, and made their way to a nearby park. It was nearing eight o'clock at night, which would normally worry Andy if it weren't for her companion that walked beside her.

It had been rather comical how Andy had come upon him actually. It had been a few months after her resignation from runway and she had settled into her new job and apartment. She had just walked out her apartment on her way to the "Mirror" when she had been mowed down by Bernie and his brother and sisters. He was the runt of the litter, but he was the most headstrong. After the owner had apologized, she advertised that she was selling the pups for a mere 100 dollars. Andy took the deal and said she would have the money by the end of the week. By the week's end, she had a new puppy named Woodward Bernstein. She had been amazed at how well behaved a puppy could be and how good of a companion.

Since then, she had quickly made her way up the ladder at the "Mirror" and was had become head of the Fashion section. This wasn't the normal Fashion section in the sense that it told young girls what to wear, no. Andy's section was dedicated to the charity of the industry. Runway had opened her eyes to many things, and one of those was that Fashion wasn't always what it seemed. She was working to show the world that you didn't need to be sizes zero to still have a good sense of style and that there were certain clothes for certain occasions and also would do entire articles are organizations such as Dress for Success, an organization that aids disadvantaged woman as they entered the work force. This was a section that ran on the third tuesday of each month, so the work was enough for her to have a good income and still work on other civil rights and city problem columns .

However, today had been a first for her when it came to the fashion section. It was a first that caused certain feelings to resurface from while she had been a mere second assistant. It hadn't been until after she had sent in her resignation that she had discovered those feelings. They were stronger than anything she had felt for Nate. They were feelings that would never be reciprocated. She, Andrea Marie Sachs was in love with Miranda Priestly.

She had made this realization when she had bout a runway magazine a few months ago on a whim. Therein laid a biography of Miranda's life; one which she had edited in Paris while waiting for one function after another to begin. It wasn't supposed to run for another year, as there was still more to add. The ending had changed since Andy had read it and she figured it must have been an idea of Leslie's. Anyway, reading the story of Miranda's life again, her prior boss had been sent back to the forefront of her thoughts. It had taken weeks before she had finally been able to come to her final conclusion. And she was going to have to face the final conclusion in a few weeks when Runway's black tie gala was being featured.

Andy had been informed at exactly 6:22 and 49 seconds that the "Mirror" had been invited for an exclusive with Miranda herself. Andy had nearly had an asthma attack when she had heard. No weaseling had been able to get her out of it; because it seemed that Niles had been put in charge of the media covered and had handpicked Andy. So now all that was left was to pick a dress after Bernie's appointment at the vet tomorrow.

In the Upper East Side of the next morning, Miranda Priestly was readying Patricia for her doctor's appointment. As with her children and their doctors, Miranda always took the beloved, if over indulged, St. Bernard to the vet herself. It was a Saturday; the only day that Miranda could was able to actually go, so Cassidy and Caroline always allowed to come with Miranda. She even usually tended to turn it into a family outing, as they usually went to lunch at a restaurant that ignored the no dog rule due to the fact that it was THE Miranda Priestly.

"Come along girls or we're going to be late." Miranda said to her children as she popped her head into their ground floor play room.

"Okay mom." The girls said in unison. Miranda smiled as she went back into the foyer to hand Patricia off to Roy. Her long-term chauffer took her and went to the usually stored SUV to put her in her custom-made seat belt. It being early April, she handed a couple of light weight jackets to her daughter and pulled her own Dolce & Gabana pinstripe jacket, which encompassed a pair of Prada high-heeled boots, matching pinstripe dress pants and a simple white silk shirt. Her and the girls made their way towards the car which would take them to Lexington Veterinary Group for their 10 o'clock appointment with Dr. Dalibard.

"Come on Bernie!!" Andy shouted from the entry way of her appointment. Bernie came slinking into the room from the bedroom and sullenly let Andy attach the head collar and leash. "Oh come on you big scaredy dog, there aren't any shots today." Andy said in a calm voice. After giving him a piece of chicken to calm him, the two made their way out of the building where they caught a cab for their appointment with Dr. Mirabile at Lexington Vets.

The moment that the SUV pulled up to the Vet's office, Miranda immediately turned off her cell phone. She didn't care what problems there were; everything could wait until 1 o'clock when the twins were going to spend the weekend with their father. As she stepped out SUV and took Patricia's leash from Roy, the beloved family dog did something that she had never done with the Priestly family. Before Miranda could even comprehend what was happening, Patricia yanked herself out of her owner's hands and took off a few buildings down. The twins were quickly after her and screaming, "Patricia!! Come back here!" nearly in unison. Roy took off as well and was at the final scene before Miranda.

By the time Miranda reached the St. Bernard, Roy had the large dog under control. While the sight of Patricia sniffing at an obviously un-neutered male Rottweiler was a cause for concern, the woman attached to the Rottweiler was even more cause for concern. Holding the other dog's leash was none other than Andrea Sachs; former assistant, journalist, and retainer of her heart.

All sense of decorum on the part of both parties flew out the window as they both screamed loud enough for Miranda's estranged family in London to hear:

"MIRANDA?!"

"ANDREA?!"

A/N 2: I know, I'm evil and proud. I hope that everyone enjoyed the chapter!! Oh, and the reviewer who can tell be the significance of the time 6:22:49 get a cookie!!