So I've been in a bit of a qunadry about this part because I stupidly got ahead of myself and then couldn't work out how to fill the gap, this chapter is just filler to take us on to the honeymoon. The next part isn't far off written and I'll post it as soon as it's done. As always thank you all for the reviews, follows and general encouragement.

It was late the next day when the women finally awoke to a suspiciously quiet house. Showering quickly and pulling on jeans and a tank, Andrea left Miranda to shower and dress herself, heading downstairs to start the coffee and check on the twins. She wasn't surprised to reach the kitchen and find the doors that lead out onto the deck flung wide open and both girls sat enjoying the sun.

Flicking the coffee machine on, she wandered to the doorway and leant against the frame, a smile tugging at her lips at the sight that met her. Each girl was managing to fill a sunlounger that would be big enough to comfortably sit her and Miranda even if they weren't curled into eachother. Caroline was engrossed in her latest book, Cassidy working on her latest sketch, they had one of their iPods plugged into the outside speakers playing something that sounded like a playlist you would hear in Hollister, it was light and summery and Andrea was just glad it wasn't Ed Sheeran again.

"Morning guys,"

"Morning Andy," Caroline smiled, dog earing the page of her book and dropping it down onto the deck while Cassidy carefully made sure to pack all of her thinks away neatly "Is mom awake too?"

"Yeah, she's just taking a quick shower."

"Cool." Caroline pressed a kiss to her cheek as she sat and the girls stood, "We'll start breakfast, you stay here."

"I've just been kicked out of the kitchen," Miranda said, appearing in the doorway fifteen minutes later looking refreshed and content, a coffee in each hand.

"Me too, apparently they are making breakfast?" Andrea had picked up Caroline's book for something to do but with the appearance of her wife she dropped it back onto the floor where the girl had left it and slid across the seat to make room for the other woman and the coffee, "Nice shower?"

"Quite," Miranda passed off the coffee to Andrea and folding herself into the chair beside her. They drank their coffee in comfortable silence, looking out towards the water, their free hands tangled loosly in Andrea's lap.

Breakfast was made up of more coffee, Miranda's apple and cinnamon waffles and all four of their favorite pancakes. Andrea couldn't help but feel that while it was a miracle that the kitchen hadn't been burnt down it was more of a miracle that she could call this family hers. It hadn't been all plain sailing, of course it hadn't, she had been dating Miranda Priestly and it didn't matter who you were, if you crossed the woman their was hell to pay and both of them were guilty of being stubborn with fiery tempers, but, after a few false starts, they learnt how to negotiate their life together arguments and all without as many casualties. The twins had been their supporters from the start and, on a good day, Cassidy would remind everyone that it was thanks to her that they had gotten together, on a bad day all they could do was help the girls continue to deal with what had happened to her. The press, while chasing the story for a while, had been mostly kind, only the seedier gossip blogs trying to dirty the relationship, and the couple had received more support than they had ever imagined from friends and work aquaintences, even Andrea's mother had come round eventually. Part of Andrea hated that it had taken so long to find each other but then she thought about the person she had been when she had started as Miranda's assistant and knew that if they had begun a relationship then it never would have worked, Andrea had needed to grow up and learn some things about herself before she could properly give herself to another person and now Miranda had every part of her and she never wanted that to change.

"I've been thinking," Andrea said, catching her wife's eye over the girls head as they walked,

"Dangerous," Cassidy quipped earning herself a nudge in the shoulder from the brunette,

"Haha kid," Andrea slung her arm around the girls shoulder, sticking her foot out to trip her slightly but making sure she remained upright, "As I was saying. I've been thinking that maybe, once we are all back home and settled in, we could look for a puppy."

"I thought we had talked about this?" Miranda said, fixing the brunette with a raised eyebrow,

"No mom, you talked bout it, we just listened," Caroline sassed, grabbing her moms hand to show she was only joking, "I miss Patricia and no dog will ever replace her but don't you think it would be nice mom, to come home and have a dog come and greet you?"

"It would, but myself and Andrea do not have the time to give to training a puppy, they need a lot of attention and can be very messy."

"Me and Cass could help. We weren't old enough with Patty but we are now, we could train it"

"And what about when you are both at school and Andrea and I are working? Who will make sure it doesn't tear up the furniture?"

"Cara could look after it."

"No sweety, Cara already has enough to do without having to run around after a puppy. Maybe we could look at rescue dogs, get something a little older and already trained?" Andrea suggested, Patricia had died a few months after she had moved into the townhouse and while she had been saddened by the loss of the family pet what had hurt the most was the effect it had on the rest of her family. The twins had, obviously, been devistated, Patricia had been there for the whole of their lives but it had been Miranda's reaction that had been the most heart breaking. It had been the older woman who had spent the last moments of life with Patricia. Andrea had found them the next day, Miranda sitting on the floor in the den with the dogs head in her lap, it was one of the only times that she had seen the older woman cry and since there had been several times that Andrea had caught Miranda casting around as if she was looking for her only for her eyes to darken with the memory of the loss. Andrea thought it was about time for them to try and move on.

"We'll think about it," Miranda said and that was half the battle over, "Now come on, lets head back to the house and make dinner then we'll watch a movie before bed, early night tonight, for all of us I think, your father will be here to pick you up early in the morning."