HEYYYYYY Guys! Today is October 20th, 2011, a year since I posted my first fic and in honor of such, the next three days will be full of updates on ALLLLLLL of my stories and a couple of one shots. Enjoy! =D

-NWJ

As requested by Williedearest

Wilhelmina reigned down the Tunnel, her presence striking an imbalance in the hopes of all who saw her, thought of her or merely heard her name. Her talents had put others to shame, being able to pin-point any flaw and rip it apart and force you to start anew. She could dash your dreams with a 3 word text message, 5 letter email and 10 second conversation. No one messed with Wilhelmina Slater, and that's the way she liked it. Once she had garnered all the respect that she wanted, she was free to have a personal life, in which she did. She was married and expecting...Everything was perfect...For a moment.

"Wilhelmina you have 3 messages." Amanda flagged her down, walking behind her as Wilhelmina entered her office. "Marc Jacobs wants to have lunch with you and Daniel...Anna Wintour wants to discuss the Mode Charity Softball game and If Daniel will be pitching since you can't and last but not least...A family member called wanting to speak with you."

"A Family member?" Wilhelmina questioned before taking her throne at her desk.

Amanda nodded. "A close family member."

"Care to tell me who this close family member is?" Wilhelmina asked, trying to be patient with the girl. Something she had to work on ever since she promoted Marc and she didn't feel like dealing with an intern.

Amanda shook her head and Wilhelmina rolled her eyes, picking up the phone and putting the receiver to her ear. "Patch me through."

Amanda pushed a few buttons on the phone and watched as Wilhelmina's eyes nearly bugged out, surprise over taking her. Slowly she backed out of the room, not wanting to take any residual heat for what was about to go down

OOO

Daniel pranced in Wilhelmina's office, holding an envelope. "Guess who scored us a 2 seats in the Balcony for Into the Wild on...Broadway!..." He sung, walking in her office. "Willie?" He called out softly, his excitement dying down when a light sniffling hit his ears. Her back was turned to him in her chair as she peered over the city, watching the enchanting lives of the busy New Yorkers. Daniel took a seat on her desk, staring out into the city with her. "It's nice out there isn't it?" He tried to be subtle, turning his attention back to her in an attempt to get her to talk to him.

"I just realized how I would look down at the people in the streets and...call them the little people...based on what they have...When all along...They had more than me." She responded monotonously, her hand pressed beneath her chin as she spoke.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nico has no place to go...The Senator sent her here and I...I don't want to see her." She shook her head, taking a Kleenex to her eyes, as to not mess up her makeup. "I judged those people for not having what I have...For not acting like I act...and yet I have hate in my heart...and that just takes everything away."

"Who do you hate?"

"Myself...For letting her be like me...I hate myself for treating her the way that I did and having her turn out to be so damn evil...It's my fault...Her life is ruined...And it's all my fault."

"How did you rui-"

"I told her that I didn't want to see her again!...I ran her into the arms of that...man...He took her for everything she had...And now she is on her way here and...I don't want to see her..."

"Why?"

"Because I'm hurt, Daniel!" She exclaimed, turning to him. "I know you probably don't understand this considering the exceptional relationship that you and your mother share but not everything is guns and roses...She hates me! And for a while...I hated her too...But now I just hate myself for feeling this way." She snatched up her portfolio and stormed out of her office and to the elevator, leaving Daniel behind.

He took a deep breath, now being used to her tantrums but not of this caliber. You could actually see the hurt in her eyes, the light nature that the usual sea blue took. And Daniel didn't understand... He truly didn't despite his efforts to try. The two things they hadn't talked about in their pasts were DJ...and Nico. For obvious reasons of it being...Just too painful.

OOO

Daniel entered the apartment stiffly, his motivation being depleted after Wilhelmina left and the team had to wrap up the final issue by themselves. She had never done something like that, leaving in the middle of the day without any heads up and it really sent them for a loop. She was probably sleeping. He thought to himself, walking the long hallway to her bedroom. He walked in to find it empty with abandon, the bed looking untouched, as did the closet. "Wilhelmina." He called out loudly, not getting a response. He dialed her cell and it rang un-mercily until her monotonous voicemail began to play. He called Marc and even he was oblivious to her whereabouts. He called her driver and not a person knew where she was. Where the hell was Wilhelmina Slater?

OOO

"I can't tell you what to do." Victoria shook her head, still grasping at her daughter's hands. "I wish I could...but I can't...As a mother...You have to figure it out...Lord knows, when you were 20 years old, you gave me hell and there was no one to tell me how to handle you."

"I can handle her...It's just...I wish I didn't feel the way I do about her...I want to see her as my daughter but all that comes out is that kid that's so damn evil."

"You sound just like your father...His favorite term for you was heartless heathen…" She chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"Well I hated The Senator...And he hated me..." Sensing the draw back in her mother's state, she tightened her grasp, lifting a brow. "Don't bother denying it...It might still be true."

"Who told you that?" A deep voice spoke as he descended the stairs, entering the women's space in the large dining room.

He kissed her cheek and she patted his as their faces meshed. "Hi Daddy."

"Hmmmm You must really be in trouble...It's about 11 o'clock and I am yet to descend into the devil as you often describe me."

"You see." Wilhelmina whispered in her mother's direction.

"Now what are you doing here? I thought I told you that Nico was leaving Washington at 9."

"9am tomorrow."

"No...9pm...Now."

"Damn it." She cursed under her breath, sighing heavily into her hand.

"Isn't that pasty little thing at your apartment...He can handle Nico."

"His name is Daniel and he can barely handle me." She stated before heaving herself from the seemingly antiquate dining set.

Her mother stood along with her. "Where are you going?"

"I have to get home...My phone is dead and Daniel has no idea where I am..."

"Its 11pm, Wanda you're not going anywhere."

"Dad..."

"Especially in your condition..."

"Dad..."

"Can you even fit behind the wheel?"

"DAD!" She turned to him, exasperated. "I'm going..."

"It's a 2 hour drive..."

"I am well aware of the time it takes."

"Well one thing you aren't aware of is the fact that if you go now then I'm driving you."

"Dad...I am perfectly capable of-"

"I'll be in your car waiting." He picked up her car keys from the table and grabbed his coat from the rack on his way out, along with his Fedora.

Wilhelmina looked to her mother, rolling her eyes as she adjusted her own coat. "Remind me why you chose to marry him again..."

"Goodbye dear," She hugged her shortly. "Take care of yourself...and my grandchildren..."

Her eyes traveled to that of her 8 month bump in which she quickly enclosed within her coat. "Bye…"

"Tell that Meade boy I said hello."

"His name is Daniel!"

OOO

She could take care of herself, right? RIGHT? He was nearly going out of his mind with waiting. It was now 1am and his expressions wore like an addicted narcotics felon, looking out of windows and making phone calls. Finally the doorbell rang and he nearly ran in his suit, still dressed.

"Can I help you?"

"I guess that answers the reconciliation question of did she keep any pictures of me?"

Daniel lifted a brow, smiling weakly. "Oh..uh...You must be...uh Nico." He extended his hand and she pushed passed him and into the house.

"Is she here?" She questioned, holding her White Louis Vitton bag close by her side.

"Actually...No...But she should be here s-"

"I didn't ask for details." She shut him down, walking to the double door hallway. Daniel looked down, seeing that she left her luggage at the door probably in expectation that he would take it inside, that he did, until she walked back in. "Why is my room blue..."

Daniel looked around, feeling as if his skin was melting as her eyes bogan to bore into his face. "I uh...Your mom...She uh..."

"What, Is Gibberish your second language...Speak up!"

"It's for the baby..." He spoke quickly, not wanting her to have that kind of control over him.

"What baby?" SHe questioned, looking confused.

They both looked to the door to see it opening, Wilhelmina and the Senator standing behind it. Immediately, Daniel jumped up to greet her, throwing his arms around her shoulders, a relief coming over him. He had been so worried that she was in an accident or left the state or murdered someone that he didn't even consider that she might have gone to her parents place upstate. Almost as immediately as he hugged her he pulled away as if the hands up tension had rejected him from her grasp. Wilhelmina and Nico's eyes locked instantly, both tightening upon seeing one another.

To Be Continued...