I do not own anything from DWP I have just borrowed the characters for inspiration.

Rated M, just a bit of Mirandy time.

The next day was one of the brainstorming meetings.

"Miranda, what has Irv said about the new project?"

Miranda glared at Nigel, "Nothing. He refuses to discuss it so we are going with it. He also refused to acknowledge Teen Runway so until I can get the shareholders together we are going to have to find places for them to meet and put the magazine together. I know it will tax everyone but my hands are tied at the present."

"I can work on that for you Miranda." John simply stated.

Miranda turned and glared at John. She rolled her eyes these people were just getting too bold and something needed to be done about it.

Nigel turned and glared at John. There was only so much Nigel could do to keep Miranda's rath at bay and this was pushing it.

John saw the glares from his bosses and quickly explained, "My uncle is one of the biggest shareholders in Elias-Clarke Publishing. I am sure all I need to do is inform him that Irv is not cooperating and you need a meeting with them he would put one together in no time."

Miranda was stunned, and her eyes were shooting fire, "Nigel come with me!" Miranda got up and walked out. Nigel quickly followed.

Everyone left in the meeting room snickered at John, but he could not understand what the problem had been.

Miranda quickly walked into her office with Nigel close behind. "Door." Miranda whipped around. "Did you know anything about this?" Nigel shook his head. "What was he doing at an entrance level job with an Uncle on the board?"

Nigel shrugged, "I do not know anything more than you do Miranda."

"Then find out! I have to know if I can trust him." Nigel nodded. "That's all." Miranda flung her hands in the air.

Nigel almost ran into Corinne holding the hot coffee on his way out. Corinne walked into Miranda's office seeing her pacing in front of her large window. Corinne sat the coffee down, "Miranda." Miranda whirled around ready to fire the girl until she saw the coffee. Miranda picked up the cup and before turning back to the window said, "thank you." Corinne left with a small smile on her face. She was starting to understand Miranda.

"I want to see Emily, Now!"

Cecilia was on the phone, "I do not know but she is not happy." Then hung up. Emily was there within minutes and Cecilia saw she was shaking.

Emily walked into the inner lair, "Miranda."

"Door, sit."

Emily was trying hard to think of what she might have done to make Miranda so mad. Nothing was coming to mind so she just sat and waited.

"What do you know about John?"

Emily shrugged, "Excuse me Miranda?"

Miranda glared, "Just answer the question Emily … really."

"I told you all I knew when we hired him and gave you his HR folder."

Miranda sat in silence looking at Emily. She could tell Emily was shaking. "He has an Uncle, a very prominent Uncle on the board."

Emily stared at Miranda, "The board?"

Miranda rolled her eyes. "Board of Directors for Elias-Clarke Publications." Emily gasped. "Exactly, Emily. You need to find out why John accepted a position as my assistant when he could have had any job at Elias-Clarke."

Emily nodded, "I will get on it right away."

Emily sat until Miranda flung her hands in the air, "That's all."

Emily jumped and ran out of the office by the assistant's desk's right to the Art Department, she saw John and Nigel and flung open the door. "Bloody hell." She went right over to John and stood right in his face, "You tell me what you are up to right now or so help me." John tried to back away. She moved in closer, "Oh no you don't. You stay right where you are."

"Emily. Emily! Let the poor guy explain before you rip his face off. Emily glared at Nigel. "Gee Emily if I did not know any better I would think you were Miranda's offspring."

John laughed, that was until Emily laid eyes on him again. "Uhm … yea … right. Well …"

"OH BLOODY HELL, just say it."

John shrugged, "I was sent here to watch how Miranda runs the magazine."

"I knew it! I am …"

"Emily, let the man explain." Emily glared at Nigel but she stopped talking.

"Irv went to the board with complaints of all the unusual tactics Miranda was using to sell the magazine. He told them she was up to something and it was not good, but he could not get anything on her. He told the board if they wanted to keep their business viable they needed to get rid of Miranda."

"I …"

"Emily!" Nigel shouted.

"I have gone back to my uncle and told him everything I have seen Miranda do has been to better off the magazine. I told him she treats it like one of her children. I also told him, and this was before I received the promotion that I was going to stay on here working for Miranda. I have learned more from her than I ever did in school."

Emily eyed him questioningly. "That's the whole story?" John nodded. "So what is the board going to do?"

John shrugged, "As far as I know nothing. They are happy with what Miranda has done with the magazine especially in the last two years. She is making them good money they do not want to upset that. If anything they will try to talk her into not stepping down as Editor in Chief." John looked at Nigel, "Sorry."

Emily thought for a moment, "I hope for your sake your right. I'll head back to Miranda and let her know." Emily pointed her finger at John, "Do not under any circumstances tell anyone not even your Uncle that Miranda knows this. Understand?" John shook and nodded.

Nigel was smirking behind him.

Emily reported back to Miranda what John had told her. Miranda was pacing in front of the window. Corinne saw this and told Cecelia she was going for a coffee run.

Miranda turned to Emily, "do you think he is telling the truth?"

"I know he is working very hard to learn Nigel's job. I know Nigel and I have never had any push from the board."

Miranda nodded, "That's all."

"Mirna …"

"Emily did I not make myself clear?"

"Yes, Miranda. Sorry." With that Emily left.

"I want to see Leslie, NOW."

Leslie walked into the inner Lair, "Miranda."

"Leslie, please have a seat." Miranda sat down at her desk. Just then Corinne came in with Miranda's coffee. Miranda eyed the girl so Corinne made a fast get away.

Leslie laughed, "That look sure comes in handy."

Miranda glared at Leslie. "I found out what Irv was up to." Leslie was quiet as Miranda stared at her.

"You know Miranda I would have told you if I could. It could have turned into a huge legal matter."

Miranda did not say anything. Miranda took a sip of the coffee and closed her eyes letting the feel of the hot coffee running down her throat calm her.

"Ge'ez Miranda is that your new weapon?" Miranda opened her eyes. "That move you just made would have any hot-blooded man or woman melting in front of you."

"They do not call me Dragon Lady for nothing."

Leslie took a deep breath, "I defended you through the whole thing."

Miranda took another drink. "What is the board going to do about it? Me?"

"I am telling you the truth Miranda, as far as I know nothing. The board is enjoying the money you are bringing in right now to do anything against you."

"And Irv?"

Leslie shrugged, "There is not a lot they do with him." Leslie took a deep breath, "He is in his position until he retires. Family money. Family owned."

Miranda shocked eyed Leslie, "Bensaid is the main stockholder."

Leslie nodded, "Glenda's maiden name."

Miranda was shocked, "Irv's wife?"

Leslie nodded.

Miranda flipped her hands in the air, "That's all."

Leslie did not say another thing, but got up and left.

Miranda picked up the phone and dialed Nigel, "tell John I want that meeting with the board." She hung up the phone and sighed.

Miranda's phoned pinged, it was Andréa. "Yes Sweetheart?"

"Let's go home early."

"God that is the best thing I have heard today." Miranda hung up the phone, "bag." She was off.

There was a racket when they entered the townhome. Miranda cringed, "With everything going on I forgot the workers were starting on the girl's door today."

Andy turned into Miranda took her in her arms and kissed her lovingly, "That's O.K. the noise will drown out the screams coming from you."

Kara came around the corner, "Miranda! Andy! I did not expect you home during the day."

The couple blushed profusely. "Uhm … Kara we will just be up stairs."

Kara smiled, "Yes Miranda."

Miranda grabbed Andréa's hand and pulled her upstairs. Once upstairs Miranda pushed Andréa up against the door. Miranda started kissing Andréa around the neck with the slightest of pressure.

She had Andréa moaning in no time. "Miranda you are killing me."

Miranda shook her head, "no, you cannot die until after you have had those babies."

Andréa laughed. Miranda led her over to the bed and proceeded to strip Andréa's clothes off her. Miranda smiled and ran her hand over the tiny bump of Andréa's abdomen. Andrea smiled and took Miranda's face in her hands, "I am up here."

Miranda smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She ran her hands down Andréa's back and cupped her bottom. "I know where you are at Andréa." Miranda purred.

Miranda lowered Andréa onto the bed, then stripped herself. Miranda laid on top of her but did not put any weight on her.

She ever so slightly leaned in to kiss her.

Andréa smiled, "Miranda I won't break."

"Mmmmm, so you say so." Miranda kissed her deep and passionately.

"O.K. maybe I can break."

Miranda moved her hand up over one of Andréa's breast. Then leaned in and sucked on the nipple.

"Oh Miranda." Andréa moaned.

Miranda continued the onslaught until Andréa came to an unearthly orgasm.

Miranda laid back pleased with herself. There had to be something said about a noisy house.