Title: Some Dreams Do Come True Chapter XII

Rating: MA

Word Count: 1711

Summary: This story does not follow the move. In this story Miranda is about 35 and the twins are five. Andy's real name is Amelia but she still goes by Andy. Andy is the same age as in the movie.

All errors spelling, grammar are all mine. If you wish to correct me please feel free. English maybe my first language, but math and science were my specialty in school! : )

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to DWP. I just love playing with them.

I have had a difficult time getting the rest of this story out so this will be the last chapter with an epilogue. I hope you have enjoyed reading.

Miranda turned to speak to the young woman beside her, but before she could get a word out two young voices called out.

"Mommy, were back." The two girls ran to the couch, and gathered Miranda in four tiny arms hugging her tightly. "We had so much fun. I got to ride Will." Cassidy exclaimed.

"And I got to ride Matilda." Caroline added.

"Mommy can we have riding lessons back in New York?" They both probed.

Miranda opened her eyes, and tried to orient herself.

Miranda heard someone from across the room clear their throat. "The evening meal will be at seven. The Queen requests formal wear. I will be by to escort you."

At that Aimée turned, and exited the room.

~*~Later that evening~*~

Miranda stood by the window as they waited for Aimée to escort them to dinner. Thoughts of Amelia, and her feelings for the woman were running through her head. No matter how much she tried to denied it she was in love with Amelia. She loved her in a way she never had before. Not with the girl's Father or anyone else she had been with, but how could she believe a fairy tale? She was Thee Miranda Priestly!

Miranda rolled her eyes.

A fairy tale!

Miranda caressed her abdomen, but who would know? Who would dare question the paternity of her children? The Press. They would always have questions, but then, since when did that bother her? Why couldn't she have it all? The love of a life time, children, and her career?

Miranda had never waited for anyone, but Amelia wasn't just anyone. Miranda would decide she would do just about anything for the young woman.

The small family followed Aimée down the stairs through the halls to the royal dining room. As they walked through the door they heard…

"Oh if the three of you are not the most gorgeous ladies here tonight I do not know who is." Gushed Glenda Ravitz.

All heads turned, and numerous pairs of eyes were on them. The girls dressed in pink chiffon trimmed in pink satin. Miranda in a burgundy gown with a long pleated skirt, and deeply cut neck line in the front and back. The color showed off her pale alabaster skin, and the neck line showed her ever increasing bust line.

Irv drooled as his eyes took in the sight. Miranda looked more luscious every time he saw her.

Miranda and the girls were the last of the Runway employees to arrive for the evening meal. As everyone settled in an announcement was made of the arrival of the Queen and Princess. The two large wooden doors at the side of the room were opened, and standing on the other side of the entrance way were Clarisse and Amelia.

Miranda's crystal blue eyes found their way into the dark brown pools of Amelia, and she felt the children inside of her flutter. She smiled, and a warm golden light settled in on the group.

The Queen smiled brightly as she leaned into her petite fille. "Child go to her now, it is time for the two of you to finish this silly argument, and seal your joining. Genovia needs their Royals to continue on, and your children need their parents to show them what true love is."

Andy turned toward her grand-mère eyes wide, and questioning.

Clarisse smiled, and nodded her head yes. "You heard me right."

Andy looked up into Miranda's eyes, she dropped the hand of her grand-mère, and walked over to the small family standing in front of her.

She drank in the bright light from Miranda, and took her hand. "It is my wish, and the Queens for you to take the Royal place at the table."

Miranda froze, and her hand shook.

Andy smiled at her love, and began to lead her to the chair at the right of the Queen's, and settled her into it. Alongside of Miranda Andy settled the twins into their seats. She then rounded the table, stood to the left of the Queen, and awaited for her to take her seat. As the Royal family settled in the rest of the guest sat.

Pleasant conversation followed throughout the dinner. As the last course was being catered away from the table the Queen stood, and invited the guest into the joining room to continue the night of celebration.

Miranda could not bring herself to stand not trusting her legs to keep her upright.

Andy keep her eyes on the glowing woman who sat across from her, as the last person left she stood, and glided over to Miranda's chair. She pulled it out, and helped Miranda to stand. Andy turned the woman around so they were once again looking into each other's eyes.

"Miranda every time I see you my heart swells with love, then when you refuse to talk to me it breaks into tiny pieces. When you walk away you take some of those pieces with you. Now my heart has this hole, I feel empty, and there is only one person who can repair it."

Miranda finally found her voice and asked. "The story. Then it is true? It has happened in the past? It has happened now?"

"It seems so. I always thought it was just a fairytale. There are not that many female children born into the Royal Family. My Great Aunt has a female partner and they have a son. I never questioned his paternity. Why would I?"

There was silence in the huge room, then something happened that Andy would have never thought. A lone tear fell from Miranda's eye. Andy lifted a hand, and cradled Miranda's cheek in her hand. Her thumb wiping away the tear.

"I love you Miranda with all I have, and I promise to always care for you…" Andy looked down as Miranda took one of Andy's hands, and laid it over the small swell of her abdomen. "…and our children for the rest of our lives. Please Miranda marry me."

Epilogue:

The streets of Genovia were overflowing with citizens on the warm, sunny day. The children were given the day off of school as murmurings could be heard from everyone. The hint of a royal announcement had been spread from one end of the country to the other.

Genovia's stores were having one of the best days since the horrible announcement of the death of Princess' Amelia's Father Prince and future King Philippe Renaldo. Thank God the rumored announcement for today would be a happy one.

Citizens wandered from store to store taking time to shop, and gossip about the rumored announcement.

None drifted far from the Central Court steps in hopes of being in the front row if, and when the rumor became true.

Then it was heard. The three pulsating beats of the heavy old wooden staff, and then the deep thunderous voice of the official town crier. "Hear Ye. Hear Ye."

Everyone ran to the steps pushing the ones in front of them vying to get the best spot possible. The sound of the citizens babbling amongst themselves was over bearing.

In order to obtain the crowds attention the crier once again pounded the staff to the ground. "Hear Ye. Hear Ye."

As if being scolded by their parent a mute silence overcame the crowd, as all looked up to the crier standing on the official podium. Next to him the assistant unrolled the scroll, and held it up for him to read. The crier did not really need it as he had memorized the announcement word of word, but it made a good show.

"Queen Clarissa is happy to announce the marriage of her petite fille Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo to Miranda Priestly Editor in Chief of the magazine Runway New York."

A huge roar came up from the crowd as everyone jumped, and cheered for the long awaited marriage of the future Queen of Genovia. Teenage girls giggled, and talked of their ideas for a royal wedding. Older citizens breathed a sigh of relief as the future line of the royals would continue, because you know the Princess was no 'spring chicken'. The young children jumped around, and cheered because they knew their beloved Princess was happy.

Another three thumps rang out through the crowd, and everyone turned from the person they were talking to giving their full attention to the town crier wondering what he could possibly have to say next.

"The Queen wishes to also announce the pending birth of two royal infants to Miranda."

The crier looked to the crowd, and unable to contain his excitement winked.

Whispers ran wildly throughout the crowd. The oldest citizens looked from one to the other, and smiled, winking back to the town crier knowing the importance of this announcement.

Off to the far side, way in the back of the crowd, stood a very old woman. The oldest citizen of Genovia. Stooped over, leaning on a second woodened staff she wore an old black dress. So old it hung in strips over the frail looking body. Thick long grey hair draped over her shoulders, and the hump on her back.

There were rumors, and whisperings among the citizens of Genovia that their grands-parents, and arrière grands-parents claim the woman was around when they were small, and was very old then.

The woman grinned also winking at the town crier, then turned and began walking a down a small pathway before she disappeared in a puff of smoke. She reappeared standing in front of a small hut in the middle of the dark forest. Standing sentinel in front of the hut were four huge, tall dark trees. It could be heard her muttering to no one in particular. "Finally blue eyes introduced into the Royal family once again."

Later that night Queen Clarisse sat reading a bedtime story to her two redheaded petits enfants. She looked up at the two girls, smiled, and closed the book.

"And the Princess lived happily ever after." The Queen winked at the girls. "That is except for the times the two strong headed women debated with each other."

Throughout the castle was heard the laughter of two small children.