Medical leave (a Mirandy fanfic)

Chapter 18: Doubts and certainties I

It had been three weeks since Andrea had come to the townhouse, three weeks since that fateful accident that brought the two women together, three weeks during which the brunette had been sharing the household as if she had always belonged there (and now, she belong with them). It had been a long time since Andrea had felt so loved and content, the twins were ecstatic about having someone to talk to when they came back from school or with whom sharing their shenaningans, and Miranda was in her best mood ever. Everyone at Runway could tell, Nigel was the first one to realise (quite some time ago) the bond pending between both women, Emily had been in denial but could no longer escape the truth and Serena was sincerely happy (and wishing she could solve her love issues the same way with a certain redhead). The twins were pleased with the change the young woman seemed to have worked on their mother, she laughed more, she joked and even cackled sometimes. Miranda Priestly cackling!

With Miranda already gone for work, Andrea got dressed and helped the twins prepare for school.

-"C'mon, girls. Roy will be back any minute to pick us up. Do you have everything you need?" - she asked, struggling to wrap her scarf around her neck. Luckily, later today she'd be free of that heinous arm sling.

-"Yeaah" - both drawled - 

-"Great, let me just... ugh" - she cursed mentally when one end of her scarf slipped backwards, out of her reach - 

-"Let me help" - Cassidy offered, grabbing the offending end and tucking it securely inside Andy's coat before bottoning up the beautiful wool garment. It had been a gift from Miranda, a warm cerulean blue Prada coat which the editor had insisted her lover must have, and she was not disappointed the first time she saw the young woman sporting it.

-"Here" - Caroline said putting the bag across Andy's body, Prada also. In a shopping rampage, Miranda had lavished the brunette (despite her best efforts to stop the editor) with a wide assortment of clothes, bags and shoes she deemed suitable for starting her journalistic carrer. In fact, today's attire for the interview (black slacks, four-inched camel ankle-high boots, white shirt and navy cashmere sweater complemented with a thin silver necklace) had previously undergone the silver-haired woman's merciless perusal.

-"Thank you, sweety. I have an appointment with you mom's physician, I hope I'll be out of this thing by the evening. But first, my interview. Oh, Roy's here, let's go" - both girls rushed to car and hopped in, greeting the chauffeur, while Andrea fetched her cell phone and closed the door securely before entering the car. As the approached the girls' school, the brunette kissed them both on the cheek and avised them against mischieves - "Ok, girls, with a bit of luck, next time you see me  I'll be a fully employed journalist" - Andy preened, puffing out her chest  and making the girls giggle - 

-"Good luck, Andy" - they chorused amusedly-

-"Thank you, darlings. Have a good day" - she said as the car came to a stop and the girls rushed outside - "Now, would you take me to the New York Mirror, Roy?"

-"Sure, boss" - the driver joked and Andrea rolled her eyes good-naturedly-

At Runway, Miranda headed for the Board Members Meeting Room and prepared for battle. Today was tha day that Irv Ravitz would be expelled from Elias-Clarke so fast that he'd reach the freaking Bahamas within the blink of an eye. The blithering dork thought that he had gotten away scot-free after his little stunt with the photos and had even tried to wrong Miranda by calling to some preposterous emergency reunion last week, regarding to the editor's love life. It was fruitless since Andrea no longer held any professional bond towards Miranda or Elias-Clarke, and also thanks to Leslie's (the head of the PR department) excellent management of the media repercussions.