"Talking through the night."

Miranda and Andy were in bed, sleeping peacefully. Well … technically only Miranda was sleeping, Andy was tossing and turning, breathing heavily, trying to wake Miranda up.

"Do you think would be too much to ask that you stop your 'Dancing with the Stars' routine and blow your nose?" Miranda said facing Andy now.

"Sorry, I can't sleep" Andy said looking into Miranda´s eyes "I love your eyes, you know that? I've never seen this kind of dark blue," she added touching Miranda's pale cheek.

"Come here." Miranda demanded.

Miranda only opened her arms inviting Andy into her comforting embrace; Andy rolled over, eager to accept.

"Feeling better?" Miranda asked after a few minutes of cuddling.

"Yes, much better."

Andy always feels peaceful in Miranda's arms, like she would shield her from all the stress, all the pressure of work, she feels relaxed.

"I love you." Andy said tenderly.

"Ditto" Miranda answered teasingly

"You never give up, huh?"

"No, I don't. Now, what is on your mind? Why can't you sleep?" Miranda asked, she knew someone was going on.

"Stuffs." Andy took Miranda's hand in hers looking at their perfect match wedding rings.

"Stuffs?" Miranda tightened her grip and kisses the spot behind Andy's ear that drives her wild.

"You hate that word, don't you?"

"Well, I don't hate it but I would be much more satisfied if you could manage to speak properly in order to express what you are really trying to say, rather than resorting to… stuff," she explained still kissing Andy's neck.

"Baby, you know where what you're doing in my ear will lead, don't you?"

"I know, but I just want you to feel better; no ulterior motive, I swear."

"Sure you're not", Andy smiled, kissing Miranda´s finger tips.

"Now, seriously, what is up with you?" Miranda asked in a serious tone.

"I don't know really, I… I'm afraid maybe."

"Afraid of what? Dark? The big hairy monster under the bed?" Miranda said playfully.

"You see, honey, I didn't know there was a clown hidden in your body", Andy said trying to move away from the embrace.

Miranda smiled in Andy's neck, not letting her go, "Sorry, go ahead, what are you afraid of?"

Andy sighed heavily, trying to find the words that will make Miranda understand what she is feeling without freaking out.

"I'm afraid to disappoint you, I'm afraid that I'm not strong enough to be by your side, afraid of falling short of the expectations you have for us."

Miranda was listening carefully to what Andy was saying, wondering when she started to feel that way.

"Are you having second thoughts about us?"

"Oh, God no, never", Andy paused so she could face Miranda once again, "I'm so in love with you", she smiled honestly, "So very much, it's just … stupid, I know. I shouldn't feel that way, but I do."

"You have no reason to feel that way. I love you, the girls love you, you have the job of your dreams; I thought you were happy."

"I am happy", Andy said firmly, not wanting Miranda to have any doubts about her feelings, "It's just that you're Miranda Priestly, the fashion queen, the amazing woman everybody admires. And people expect you to have the perfect partner, strong and fierce at your side."

"You are Andrea Sachs Priestly now, the perfect partner, an amazing, intelligent woman. You should never doubt who you are, Andrea. Now people look at you not as a shadow of me, like my ex husbands were, they look at you with respect, you have your own light, you are making your own path and I am walking besides you, not ahead. It's not difficult to acknowledge that everyone's eyes are on you when we go to events together".

"I know, honey", she took Miranda's hand in hers, "The truth is, I don't want you to think in a few years that you made a mistake, I want you to be happy and …."

"Andrea! Stop this nonsense. Where did you get this from? I've never been this happy in my entire life. We have our fights and our disagreements, of course, but this is what make us healthy, what make us strong".

"Miranda, what if you wake up one day and realize that I'm no longer the woman that you want? Or that I'm too immature? I would die if that ever happened."

"Maturity does not always come with age darling, there are so many factors to consider. Look at you now, you're no longer that innocent girl who came into my office trying to decide between Runway or Auto Universe."

"Well … because of you I got the job at the Mirror."

"You're wrong, I only gave you the chance to get the job, but you got it through your own efforts, your talent." Miranda paused. "You turned into a woman, Andrea, who I learned to admire and respect, even though you still insist on sleeping in t-shirts".

Andy laughed heartily, "I know you like the softness," she snuggled as close as possible to Miranda.

"Andrea, you are the person I want to be with and maybe-just maybe-have more children with in the future," Miranda said shyly.

"Oh but I want that too, Miranda. Of course I do." Andy lifted Miranda's chin "I'm happy with you and I want to make you happy"

"Then you have nothing to be worried about, you still can't see the changes in me? I never let anyone get this close, you broke down all my walls. After Stephen I promised myself that I would never get married again, that I would protect my family from more disappointments. But look where I am now, married again, and happy, and my girls are too." Miranda kissed Andrea's cheek.

"I'm glad I did," she kissed Miranda's lips, "I'm sorry that I was having those silly thoughts; I love you and I love the girls. It's crazy how much they mean to me. I know they trust me, just like I know that I will never hurt you."

"I'm pleased that you woke me in the middle of the night to talk about it", she said smiling into Andy's mouth, "I trust you too. Are you feeling better about your fears?"

"Yes, totally, thank you."

"You're welcome. Now, if you don't mind, I have an early run through with my incompetent staff that I'd rather miss but, unfortunately, I can't."

Miranda held Andy close to her body, nuzzling her neck, only coming to Andy's ear to say one little detail: "If you tell anyone what you do to me and that you may, just may, have softened me, I will be obliged to kill you and hide the body in the last season clothes wardrobe where nobody will ever find you!"

Andy couldn't help but laugh, "Can we make love first?"

"Most certainly." Miranda said back.

"Deal."

That´s all!