Advent Calendar 2011

Double Trouble Love 

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

By Gun Brooke




Door 9


The girl was breath taking. Miranda stared at Andrea’s revealed breasts, full, with large, dark nipples that clearly responded to being cold after the shower. Puckered, they proudly prodded the air between Andrea and the computer before Andrea yanked the towel back in place.

“I can’t believe I did that.” Blushing, Andrea tipped her head back, closing her eyes.

Miranda took in the vision of the glorious expanse of pale skin from the towel, past fragile collarbones up to Andrea’s supple neck. Suddenly furious at the screen between them, the fact that Andrea was in her tiny studio apartment on the other side of New York. Miranda was one of the few people who had a personal transporter dais in her house. A lowly assistant as Andrea would never be able to get a permit, let alone afford one. Miranda didn’t allow herself to consider what she might have done if Andrea had possessed a personal transporter.

“Well.” Miranda cleared her suddenly husky voice. “Make sure you adjust the schedule to accommodate Janeway and Seven of Nine. We’ve outbid and outsmarted the competition and I don’t want to see this slip through our fingers because we didn’t take good care of our models. Make sure we have all their measurements beforehand for the designers to adjust the clothes. I’m not going to put clothes pins on the back of an admiral, and certainly not that statuesque blonde. It’s just not done with such celebrities.”

“Yes. Miranda,” Andrea said, punching in commands one-handed, the other hand busy clutching at the towel.

“For heaven’s sake, girl. You’re shivering. Why didn’t you say you were that cold?”

Andrea shot her a glance that obviously asked ‘when would I had a chance?’, which Miranda promptly ignored.

“I guess I should go hit the drying sequence.” Andrea sighed. “You going to be okay now, Miranda?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because you called me with things that could have waited until tomorrow.” Andrea bit her lips, looking like she regretted her words instantly.

“Don’t be ridiculous. Who knows what might come up tomorrow? We’re going to the location after all and—“ Miranda stopped talking, feeling her cheeks warm. She was babbling. She never babbled. She hated when other people did, and always chastised them for it. Heaven knew she’d told Andrea to stop doing it on more times than she could think of, especially that first year when Andrea’s chatter drove her up the wall. Was it really her chatter or was it the sound of her voice? Andrea had such a distinct, warm voice. It wrapped around Miranda like a warming blanket, caring and sincere.

“It won’t be long until tomorrow and we’ll be back into the swing of things. I’m certain the hotel will be great, I’ve confirmed everyone’s room several times, and made sure out locations and the studio are booked. You can just go to bed and have a good night’s sleep, I promise.” Andrea reached out, hesitant, and ran a fingertip along the screen.

Miranda gasped, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. Torn between wanting to wrap her arms around Andrea, and wanting to throttle her for having this effect on her, Miranda did the only thing she could think of.

Scowled at the screen and disconnected.


Continued behind door 10                                                       Back

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

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.