So I pretty much hate this, but it's been so long since I managed to write a whole part of anything that I'm going to take all I can get and hope that this imense writers block buggers off some time soon. Thank you all for sticking with me, following and faving even when I'm not updating, just know that I'm really trying to get stuff out, my brain just isn't cooperating. I also apologise for the, probably many, spelling errors, I just know that if I read back through this I'll deleat the whole lot.

They were indulging in full body massages in the resort spa part way through the second week of their honeymoon when Andrea's phone began to ring in her bag

"I thought this was a phone free zone?" Miranda said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow, pushing herself up onto her elbow to regard her wife. Andrea had infact confiscated the older woman's phone at the airport, knowing that she would find it impossible to resist checking in at the magazine if she was allowed to keep it,

"I must have forgotten to switch it off after we spoke to the twins last night," Andrea offered a gentle smile and gestured for her massuer to stop for a momentso she could reach her bag and the offending bit of technology, her smile turning to a frown when she looked at the caller id.

"What is it darling?" Miranda reached over and squeezed the other woman's shoulder lightly and made her own gesture, requesting that they be given the room for a moment.

"It's Cass," Andrea said, frown deepening, the girls knew, and had been happy with the fact, that their phones would be switched off for the duration of their holiday except for their calls, "Hey sweety,"

"Andy?" Andrea tensed slightly at the shaky quaity of the girls voice and she pushed herself up, pulling the shhet which had been covering her tightly around her,

"Yeah it's me sweety, are you ok?"

"Mom's phone was off."

"I know honey, I confiscated it at the start of the holiday. Do you need to speak to her?"

"I want both of you," Cassidy almost whispered, and Andrea couldn't ignore the catch in the girls voice,

"I'll put you on speaker. You've got us both honey, what's going on?"

"Panic attack," Cassidy murmured and Andrea's heart clenched painfully, it had been a while since Cassidy had had a panic attack and she hated that they were so far away, that it was only luck that had meant that Cassidy had gotten through to them at all. One look at her wife's face told her that the feeling was shared.

"Where are you Bobbsey?" Miranda's voice was gentle, she'd gotten much better at dealing with her daughters anxiety without getting anxious herself but Andrea could see that being so far away fron her little girl when she so obviously needed her was bringing her anxiety to the fore. Hopping down from the massage table she moved so that she was sat behind her and ok her hand.

"In the bathroom at the multiplex," Cassidy breathed, "We're going to see the new Liam Neeson movie."

"Without me!" Andrea huffed theatrically, "I don't know, I go away for a fortnight and you forget all about me."

"In case you hadn't guessed Andrea is now pouting," Miranda said dryly, pleased when she heard her daughter giggle,

"Anddyyyy, we'll go again when you and mom get home, you know it's going to be worth seeing twice,"

"I find that debatable," Miranda chuckled, "But we'll go before Andrea and myself have to go back to work, Where is your sister darling?"

"She was buying snacks. I thought, I thought I saw Mark." Andrea felt Miranda tense further beside her and stroked her thumb over her knuckles soothingly,

"Mark is in Florida sweety, he can't hurt you anymore." Mark's family had moved out of state almost as soon as the Police had finished with him, no doubt knowing that Miranda Priestly was out for blood and that she could easily ruin them professionaly if they stuck around long enough. Andrea didn't think any of the Dyers would be setting foot in New York again in a hurry.

"I know, but it really looked like him." she could hear the panic in the girls voice again her breathing shallowing, and handed the phone over to her wifeshe could grab for her bag. Talking on the phone was all well and good but Andrea knew from her own experience that having someone actually there with her would help Cassidy more than they could.

"Mom?"

"Caro it's me," Andy was pleased that Miranda instilled in anyone who knew her, a habit of answering their phones after one ring,

"Hey Andy, what's up?"

"Your mom has Cass on the other phone, I need you to go and find her, she's in the bathroom."

"She ok?"

"She thought she saw Mark so she's not doing great," Andy listened as Caroline moved through the multiplex and into the relative quiet of the bathroom, she hung up when she was sure that the twins were together. She dropped her head against her wife's shoulder and listened as Caroline talked her sister down like a pro.

"Mom, Andy we are going to go see the movie now," it had been about fifteen minutes and Cassidy finally sounded like herself,

"Ok sweetheart, you call us again if you need to ok, I'll leave my cell on."

"Enjoy the movie Bobbseys."

"We will mom. Love you" the background noise told the women that the girls were moving back into the public areas and Andrea was pleased that Miranda seemed to have relaxed again beside her,

"Love you too darlings, call if you need anything, anything at all."

They sat in silence for a few moments once the call disconnected, both trying to put a lid on their concern for the girls, knowing that they were safe and together.

"Will we finish our massages darling?" Miranda asked, stroking her fingers through the younger woman's hair, "Or will we go back to the beach?"

"Lets go back to the beach," Andrea pressed a kiss to the other woman's shoulder and stiffled a yawn, "I think it's about time for my afternoon nap!"

"What time are mom and Andy due back?" Caroline asked, sticking her head around her sisters door. They'd come back to the townhouse that morningo that they could surprise the adults n they got home from their trip.

"Their flight gets in at three I asked Roy to come and get us before he went to the airport." Cassidy looked up from her sketchbook and smiled at her sister, "Is all of the pizza stuff ready?"

"Cara left it all in the fridge, and Andy's favourite chocolate fudge cake too." Caroline dropped herself onto the end of her twins bed and sighed, "I never thought I'd be counting down the hours for mom to be home," For as long as either of them could remember their mom had travelled a lot, the job kind of called for it, and for most of their teenage lives they had enjoyed the freedom of their mom being out of town, but Caroline couldn't deny that she had missed her mom this time and had wanted her home almost as soon as they had left, her and Andrea. The brunette had changed their family dynamic for the better and Caroline would be forever greatful for her presence in their lives, even if she wasn't as good as her sister at putting it into words.

"I know," Cass laughed "She'll be driving us up the wall by tomorrow."

"Probably but I've missed that too," Caroline laughed, "Oh God, what's wrong with us!"

"I blame Andy and her Midwestern voodoo."

Andrea slung her arm around Miranda's waist as they made their way through to bagage claim, it had been a long flight and she was pleased to be back even if she was going to miss the beach and the little hut and all the privacy.

"Ok?" Miranda asked, turning to press a kiss to the top of her head when she let out a long sigh,

"Yeah. Just pleased to be back, though I wish we were going to see the girls today."

"They'll be back in the morning, then we have a week before either of us have to be back at work."

"I know," Andrea sighed, moving forward to grab their bags as they came round, Miranda didn't understand why but Andrea insisted on collecting her own bags instead of getting a porter to do it, "I just missed them that's all." Once all of their bags were loaded onto a trolley Miranda allowed the younger woman to push, though she did loop her arm around the brunettes waist as they walked. She'd never get used to the desire to be in constant contact with another human being but she'd never fight it either. "Hey I thought Roy was still on holiday," the brunette said when they pushed through arivals and the driver was stood waiting for them,

"He insisted on being the one to pick us up, he's under strict instructions to return to his holiday as soon as we are back at the townhouse."

"Good," Andrea bumped her hip against her wifes and grinned at her. "You're a softy at heart Mrs Sachs-Priestly."

"My wife seems to bring ir out in me," Miranda hummed

"She must be a pretty special lady?"

"Oh she is, but don't tell her, it will go straight to her head. Good afternoon Roy,"

"Miranda, Andy," the driver offered each of them a smile, "Let me take that." Andrea didn't argue when he took control of the trolley, falling into step beside her wife and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

"I love you Mrs Sachs-Priestly."