Hello everyone.. here Is the dwp/OUaT crossover fic. Please let me know should I publish the whole fic.
Storybrooke. That is an interesting name for a town. Andy thought. The town had just come to the earth from thin air. Emily had scheduled a meeting with the towns mayor and the woman really hadn't been happy to hear that the famous Miranda Priestly wanted a photo shoot in her town. Interesting truly. Every small town wouldn't even think about twice about having strangers like Miranda to their town to get a tourist rush after wards. Because it would mean money for the town. But it seems this mayor didn't. Why not? It wasn't like they were going to dig every secret known to man up.
Andy yet again was running errants for the fashion queen when her phone rang. Miranda, of course.
"Yes, Miranda." Answered.
"Andrea, you will company us to that small town where I want that photo shoot. Bring the scarf's to the office and get those photos form Valentino. That's all." The older woman hung up on her. It really wasn't anything new for Andy but really? Her going with them? It was unheard of to second assistant to go. She had just gotten the photos from Valentino when that call ended. So she was on time after all. She had her ability to read her boss so well that she always knew what she seemed to want. Stepping in side Starbucks she got Miranda's coffee and went back to Runway with a smile of thousands suns.
She might be just a second assistant but she had her own secrets form her past. She missed her sister so much, but time had dulled the pain in her aching heart. It still didn't mean that she didn't think of her time to time. Miranda could throw her anything and she wouldn't even flinch. Her dear mother had thought her to be cold hearted and how to block her emotions. Her boss wasn't nothing like her. Her boss was like a fluffy bunny compared to her mother. Well, she was happy now. Although she didn't have her sister with her for reasons she hadn't thought about for some time now she hoped she would be happy with her loved one. Sadness filled her heart and there was a flicker in her eyes of pain. If she had stayed there.. she felt the cold shiver go over her spine. She might be dead or be just like their mother. A heartless woman with a spiteful and vicious mind.
Miranda Priestly studied her young and beautiful second assistant. That sad look which she hid behind her happy smiling mask. Why are you sad, my Andrea? She asked in her silent mind. Miranda had been mooning over her second assistant for a while now, but never were brave enough to ask her out. After all, she was only her second assistant and she was working for her. It would be disaster if the younger woman would file a law suite of harassment. Irving would jump on it and fire her sorry ass if there were even a hint of it. Andrea layed her cup of coffee for her. How did she know she needed one? She hadn't asked one. It seemed Andrea had started to read her so well it really scared her. After all, she didn't know Andrea at all. The younger woman was quite a mystery. Not just for her but for all the people she had contact with. No-one really knew her. Not even Nigel who had turned her from ugly duck to swan.
It had been almost six months after Paris. Miranda had been so sure that the younger woman would leave her on the steps but when she felt the warm body behind her she knew that Andrea was for the keeps. After that she had kept the younger woman close to her and finally she had taken her everywhere. Now this Storybrooke town was something what seemed to drop in to this world from a thin air. What is this town? She kept asking from herself but anyways they had the perfect locations for the fall issue of Runway and she would take her Andrea there and she would ask her to be Miranda's. It was time for her to get the woman for herself. After all, she was going to give her resume of her life. Her divorce was final in few days and then she would get what she needed and oh, boy. Did she need Andrea. She only hoped Andrea would need her as much.
Regina Mills was angry. Pissed off, like never before. It had been 28 years and that god damn Swan had broken the curse! Now the whole town was exposured for the world and she couldn't protect them any longer from the outsiders. Everybody hated her, but she didn't care about that. She only cared about her son, who hated her. The only person she loved, hated her. It broke her blackened heart.
She had her magic back, but she would give it away if she only got her son love her again.
But now she had bigger problem! That magazine which she loved to read. IS GOING TO COME TO HER TOWN! It was disaster waiting to happen! How the hell is this town going to keep it's secrets?
She sat behind her desk fuming with fury when there was a knock on her door. The intruder didn't wait for her answer.
"Miss. Swan. I really don't have time for you."
"Too bad." The blond sat down. "We need to talk about this magazine."
Regina knew that Ms. Swan was right about on that. They had to talk about it and make some plans to secure their privacy. "Right now, Ms. Swan. I am too angry to talk about this."
"I really don't care how angry you are, madam mayor. You need to get you head out of your ass."
That did it. Regina blew up a vase on the coffee table. Emma didn't flinch. "Did it help?"
Regina took few breathers before she lay her eyes again for the blond. "Yes, although. I did like that vase." For a moment she let her hardened mask slip and show a real feeling and looked at the photo on her desk.
"How's Henry?"
"He is fine. Misses you though."
Regina raised her eye brow. "Okay, he does miss you although he doesn't admit it."
"Why would he miss the evil queen?" Regina took the photo in her hand and layed her finger on it.
"You're not that evil." Ms. Swan snorted.
"I could just kill you, Ms. Swan."
"No, you like me too much." Yet again the girl gave her a sheepish smile.
Ms. Swan was right. Regina liked her and lately she had disturbing dreams about the blond haired woman.
"Don't flatter yourself, Ms. Swan." She put back the photo and studied the woman in front of her. "If you hadn't come here and broken that curse. We would still be safe!"
"Madam mayor. You had no right to do this to these people. They are good people!"
I know. She wanted to say. "You might think so, but there was more greater tread at the time."
"What? What could have been more horrible than this?"
"Ms. Swan. I don't need to tell you anything." My mother. She wanted to say, but was she really ready to tell that. That her dear mother had planned to kill everyone with a curse to get her way. To be the queen which Regina didn't want to be. No, She really wasn't ready to tell this little detail to her town's sheriff.
"Regina, I need to know. Henry needs to know."
"Really? You are going to use our son as a lowly as this?" She had slipped. Our son. She only waited for the woman to react to that, but she didn't.
"He loves you, Regina." The blond told her. It was obvious for her that Emma had noticed her use of word our, but didn't call on it. Thank God for small favors.
"Can't he read it on his book?"
"You know as well as I. It only reveals the truth when it has been told out loud." Ms. Swan puffed air out of her lungs. She leaned on her hands to gather her thoughts.
"Ms. Swan. I think we do have more important things to talk about than this."
"So are you ready to talk about that magazine coming here?"
Regina nodded.
Emma Swan noticed Regina's mask slip and she felt an urge to hug the older woman but she wouldn't. It wouldn't be welcomed form her. Regina hated her and she should hate her too, but she couldn't. Even after Regina had tired to kill her, but instead. Almost killed their son. Emma knew there was allot behind those brown eyes hiding and if she had even part of Regina's life she might have done the same things as Regina.
Regina blamed herself allot of things and almost killing their son is something she can't forgive herself. Emma wouldn't.
"So, do you have a plan?" Emma asked. She tried to take a beak on the photo but it didn't show anything for her. Must be some kind of a spell. She thought.
"Well, Ms. Swan. For once. I don't." Regina leaned back on her chair.
"Well, I do." Emma leaned back too.
"Do tell." Oh, of course you do, Regina thought. You always do.
"Well, this town is called Storybrooke and we have all these figures from fairy tale books."
"That's the problem."
"What if.. we build up our town," Regina's eye brow lifted in the air again. "Okay, your town." Emma groaned. "What if we build up the town based on the characters? Tell a story that we really are normal people, but we do play our roles as these fairy tale characters because we fit to it?"
Regina took a moment to think about it. It sounded stupid at the same time as it sounded brilliant.
"Alright."
It was really good idea form the Sheriff. She had to give it to her.
"We have to update our website. After they get here, they are able to see it." Their website was seen only for them. For security reasons but it seems that their town had just bobbed up on the map and the satellite had given allot of photos of their town to the world. Really. This technology thing sucked, and badly. How the hell they were to hide this place form the world. She had to talk to Gold about this and make sure their future in here would stay hidden and safe. They really needed a good spell to hide them again. Now it was too late and that Runway magazine was on their way here. She wanted to blame that on Emma Swan, but she couldn't. This was her own fault and if she hadn't done this curse to these people they wouldn't be in this mess. If she hadn't done it.. they all would have been dead. In other words, she had saved the people, but her own hate and anger had made some evil choices on them. She had been full of hate and anger and she really wanted to feel something like victory for once. Her life had been mess at the time and for a long time after the curse. Then Henry had come to her life and she started to feel happiness. Still her heart had been filled with hate for some of the town's people and she couldn't let go of it. Then came Ms. Swan and broke the curse. Putting it mildly. She was pissed off, but some part of her heart. She had been relieved too. No more hiding the true life of theirs. Charming and Snow got each other. Belle and Gold were together. Well, the man had tried to kill her, but still. They were together. She had almost lost Ms. Swan and first she had thought about how great it was that she was gone with that bitch of her mother. Then she realized after few nights of sweaty dreams about Emma Swan that she indeed was in... urgh..in lo..she can't say it. She cared about Ms. Swan. Okay? Liked her, Okay? She hated that woman to make her feel like this! Like some teenage child.
The flight was short but it seemed to feel longer than it really was. Andy hated flying with these monsters. She would fly anything else like a master but she really hated these planes, because they were big and stuffed with people and they were noisy! Only thing what got her through of the flight was Miranda. The older woman was reading something, which Andy didn't see what it was. But she watched the older woman until the flight was about to end. She had a huge crush on her boss, but she kept it as a secret. Why? Well, she was only a lowly second assistant and far as she knew. Miranda wasn't gay. Married twice with a man and had twins with her first husband. Miranda never looked women like that and if she did. Why would she look at her at all? The older woman had told her she was smart, fat girl. Granted. She had lost weight to size four but it was like six in this industry. Which means, too fat.
And, it would really be hard to explain who she was, where had she come from and why was she carrying a wooden stick everywhere where she went. Now it was hidden on her right boot which she could reach if needed. When they got off the plane Andy breathed her lungs full of air. She wanted to lay on the ground and kiss that hard asphalt and thank every god in every realm, but she just closed her eyes for a second and quietly thanked those gods of hers. When she opened her eyes again she saw Miranda looking at her with curious eyes. When the older woman noticed her she averted her eyes and there was this faint blush on her cheeks. What was that about? Oh, well. They should be moving on and get to Storybrooke before it got dark.
So, Andrea didn't like to fly. She heard her mind tell her. Miranda had felt the whole flight those brown eyes on hers while she tried to read her book. It actually had been Stephen King's book. Her guilty little passion. She did love a good horror book once and a while and Mr. King was a genius in that part.
Miranda had felt so exposed for those hungry eyes that she almost went crazy. They had been relentless and didn't let her make a move with them noticing. She had never felt so wanted by anyone and that woman. So obviously wanted her. It made her flush with a blush and she felt her heart flutter with something more stronger than she had felt before. When Andrea slide next to her in their car she wanted to take her hand in hers and kiss it softly. But then came Emily and shooed Andrea away so she could sit next to Miranda. Because, after all. Emily was the first assistant. Because, Andrea hadn't wanted to take that job for herself. The girl had the nerve when she had told Miranda she wouldn't take Emily's place but she would gladly stay as a second assistant. Miranda had made her sweat for a while before she had only nodded and let the girl go. There hadn't been any other choice than just agree. She didn't want her to leave, because her feelings for the younger woman had grown too deep for her to let her go. She could say she had fallen in love with Andrea. Miranda hoped those eyes had been looking at her for the same reasons she had been looking at Andrea in secret. That Andrea would possibly love her.
Andy leaned on the car's window and she had closed her eyes. She was tired and she really didn't care about what Miranda was telling Emily to do, because it wasn't her job right now. Suddenly she felt energy and something else sift inside her. She gasped. It felt so familiar. It felt like enchanted forest. Could it..could it really be? It was powerful, it felt like... oh. The familiar spike went through her again and her body started to feel warm and cold at the same time.
"What a bloody hell, Andy?" Emily whined next her.
"Not..nothing." Andy lay back to the seat and closed her eyes. She needed to feel the coolness of her window on her forehead. She could feel her cheeks were red and she needed to moisture her lips. Little she knew that Miranda was studying her with her own faint blush on her cheeks.
Regina had started to hate this idea of..of a fairy tale town. It really looked stupid! Billboards of who was whom in this town. The inn looked good though. It seemed to keep history of the town and there were some stories how it came to be what it looked like now. Kudos to Granny, she thought. Or maybe she should give them to Red. After all, she was only one who knew something about fashion after her. She was driving back to her empty mansion when there was five cars and two vans passing her when she felt it. She felt something different, something familiar and something she had missed all these years. It was over as soon as the third car had passed her and she had to shake her head to get her peering again. It couldn't be. Her heart filled with sadness she drow to her drive way and got out of her car. Rea, I miss you. She felt her eyes misting with all the sadness she felt for her loss of her sister. "Rea, I am so sorry." she breathed.
Little did our Regina know that there was a woman, a certain blonde woman looking at her behind the tree. Who the fuck is Rea? For some reason, Emma Swan felt jealousy grow inside her heart. She pushed it away quickly, because she knew that under that cold hearted bitch is a loving woman who loved their son and Emma would do everything to get them back together. If Rea was someone Regina loved she hoped the woman would find her. Well, it must be her? Right? And she would be happy for them.
Really.
FAIRY tale town? Really? Miranda thought when they arrived to the inn. She had bad ideas but this, this really was a bad idea! Life wasn't fairytale! How could this town's mayor let this happen? The old lady and her granddaughter took them to their room and told them not to go out after midnight. It was full moon after all. With a wink and wish for the good night that little minks called Red left them to their own. Who would ever give her that sort of name? Miranda thought before she lay down to her bed. Surprised how soft it was and how nice it felt. Soon she had drifted to deep sleep.
Andy lay on her bed. It was comfy and it seemed to melt under her back to caress all off her curves. She would really like this bed at home. She thought. Would they notice if she stole it? She still felt the familiar energy around her when she had been a child. It lulled her to sleep with a smile knowing she would meet her sister in her dreams.