Gun Brookes Advent Calendar 2012

Star Trek Voyager /Devil Wear Prada – Crossover

Dangerous by Design


Participate in my FREE RAFFLE with cool prizes! Click the link here to find out how - very easy!

And did I say it is FREE? LOL!!! :-)


Door 21


“What?” Miranda rounded on Janeway, blue fire blazing from her eyes. “You’re telling me Andrea is shadowing Tal Celes and a strange woman?”

“Believed to be Nash Forster, yes. Andy sent your girls back to the ship and followed Tal while she paged Seven. I was there. I gave her the go ahead to keep an eye on Tal so we could verify her whereabouts and who—“

“Andrea is a civilian! She has no training and now knowledge how to defend herself it this goes south. How could you use her, betray her, like this?” Miranda hissed and stalked closer. “Where is she?”

“That’s just it. We can’t go in after her as it’ll be too obvious—“

“I asked; where is she?”

“At the Tamarina, on her way up to the second floor. I’ve got a transporter lock on her. If something goes ‘south’, I’ll have her out of there instantly.” Janeway knew this was hardly enough to sooth this tigress in front of her.

“You will beam her out now.” The low growl would have intimidated any other person into action at a heartbeat, but Janeway only shook her head. “Stop wasting time, Miranda. Get to the Tamarina and once you’re there and Andy briefs you, you can send her back to the ship.”

Air left Miranda’s lungs so fast, it sounded like a serpent’s hiss. “Fine.” She stormed out, nearly knocking Seven over on her way through the door, which said something for Miranda’s state of mind.




Andy stood in the corridor just inside the stairwell, looking around the people crowding it on their way to their quarters. As it turned out, it wasn’t hard to spot the tall woman Tal was with. She moved away from Andy and would soon round the corner at the far end of the corridor. A little farther behind, two of the men seemed to be in pursuit.

“Oh, hell.” Andy hurried after them, pushing people aside as she mumbled apologies. When she reached the corner, she saw the woman more or less shove Tal through a door and as it was about to close behind them, the men caught up and forced their way in. “Oh, no!” Andy leaped forward and was about to follow, when a strong hand gripped her upper arm.

“Oh, no you don’t.”

“Miranda!” Andy pointed. “These people. They got Tal in there.”

“I know.” Miranda was still dressed in her haute couture outfit from earlier, and now she donned a stern face. “I’ll explain more later, Andrea, but for now I need you to follow my cue. Will you be able to do that?”

So used to following Miranda’s every command, every whim, really, Andy merely nodded. “Of course.”

“It’s important these people don’t suspect anything. I’m the quadrant’s leading fashonista; you are my assistant and more importantly, my lover. Got it?”

Confused now, Andy only nodded. Who else would they be? This didn’t make sense. What was Miranda going to explain later?

Miranda shocked her by using some sort of gadget at the control panel to the left of the door, which hissed open instantly. Smiling broadly now, Miranda swept inside, her usual self-assuredness palpable.

“Tal, my dear, I thought that was you. Andrea and I were just going to dine downstairs when we saw you pass us with your friend.”

“Miranda.” Tal seemed relieved to see them. Between her and the two men, stood the tall woman from before. Unless Andy misunderstood completely, it was as if this woman had placed herself between Tal and the two men. “Yes, I would love to introduce you to an old…friend. This is Nash.”

“Nash? Lovely to meet you. Why don’t you and Tal join us for dinner? I’m sure your associates don’t mind?” She smiled sweetly at the men.

“Of course not,” the older of the men said through gritted teeth.

“That’s settled then. Let’s go downstairs before they give our table away. Come along, darling.” Miranda took Andy’s arms and only the way she clung to it like she needed Andy’s strength to remain upright, showed that clearly nothing was what it seemed right now.

The four women stepped into the busy corridor, leaving the men behind.

Miranda stuck her hand inside her coat and tapped her comm badge. “All right. Miranda Priestly to Janeway. Four to beam over.”



Read more on Dec 21

Back to the Advent Calendar