Advent Calendar 2011

Double Trouble Love 

(Cross-over Janeway/Seven (STV) – Andy/Miranda (DWP))

By Gun Brooke

 

 

 

Door 7

 

Miranda put her fork down, sighing impatiently. Being on edge all day, for several days really, was not how the optimal way to relax in the evening. After transporting home from San Francisco, her body was still gunning the engine, and it was clearly obvious the way her foot kept tapping against the marble floor of her dining room. If only her daughters, Caroline and Cassidy, had been home, but the eleven year old twins were spending the month with their father. Thinking about her girls made Miranda even more agitated. Perhaps if she called them, she’d be able to finally relax.

Resolutely, Miranda walked over to the home comm unit. Paging her daughters’ portable units she waited impatiently for them to reply. Eventually, Cassidy answered.

“Mom? You’re calling early.” Her freckled face showed confusion. “You always call much later. To say goodnight.”

“Hello Bobbsey. Can’t a mother just want to say hello?” Miranda spoke lightly.

“Not our mother.” Another freckled face pressed in next to Cassidy’s.

“Hello, Caroline. Are you two driving your father mad?”

“No, we’re behaving. As long as Lorna doesn’t go all touchy-feely-snuggly on us, we’re good.”

What a shame. Miranda had nearly hoped the girls would be their most obnoxious self, sending Lorna, her ex-husband’s new wife, over the edge and thus being sent home.  “Good. Good girls.”

“So, what’s up, Mom?” Caroline looked worried now. “You…you’re not sick or anything, are you?”

“Sick? No, no. Not at all. Just missing you very much. I have such an exciting project at hand and it is really a bummer that you girls are away. It entails one of your favorite persons ever.”

“We don’t have models as favorites.” Cassidy wrinkled her nose.

“I know that. I’m overseeing a photo shoot with special people. Including Seven of Nine.”

The silence was short but complete, and then the girls squealed loudly enough to attract dogs for miles. “Seven of Nine? Are you sure? Really? When is this? Oh, why do we have to be with Dad and Lorna on this space-floating tin can?”

“Deep Space Six is hardly a tin can, but I can understand that it feels a long way from home.” It was, and it wasn’t the first time that Miranda cursed her ex-husband’s line of work that took him on these deep space missions. If they’d been on Earth, they’d at least been within transporter range.

“Tell us everything right this minute, Mom.” Cassidy flung herself on her bed and Caroline bounced down next to her, making their unit wobble enough to give Miranda motion sickness.

She spent the next fifteen minutes discussing the photo shoot with her daughters, and they actually had ideas for it that made her proud. Especially Cassidy had a clear sense of photography, while Caroline was the budding actress of the two.

After disconnecting, Miranda carried her half-empty plate into the kitchen, placing it all into the recycler. She paced back and forth, expecting the notification from her computer that the Book was ready to be reviewed. A long tradition in the history of Runway from when it was an actual paper magazine in the 20th century, a mockup version of the current issue was sent to the editor-in-chief for perusal and directions every evening. Miranda found it useful to stay in on top of things, and also keeping the employees on their toes.

The Book arrived and the computer displayed the layout, which needed quite few corrections, but it was early days yet with the issue, and Miranda expected there’d be more to do later. She finished the read through and rapped her nails against the glass surface of her desk. It was only 2300 hours and she should make good use of an early night in bed, but her body was beyond jittery.

“I should double-check tomorrow’s schedule with Andrea,” Miranda muttered to herself. Almost startled by her own voice, she ordered the computer to call Andrea’s home system.

 


Continued behind door 8                                                        Back

Disclaimer:
Fox and Paramount own the rights to the movie and tv-show respectively. I only play with them for fun, and no copyright infringement is ever intended.

Fandoms:
The Devil Wears Prada
Star Trek Voyager
Rating: G -- NC-17 (depending on which door)

Pairings:
Andy/Miranda - Janeway/Seven

Summary: Post Endgame story. The year is 2379 and Voyager has been home in the Alpha Quadrant a year. Miranda Priestly, editor-in-cheif for the renowned fashion holo-magazine, Runway, intends to commemorate this by doing a fashion shoot with some of the women from the famous ship.
Admiral Janeway is less than pleased, but the decision is taken and little does she know what this shoot will set in motion.

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