So, this is something I've been thinking about since the last ep and since I've rewatched pretty much all of the eps twice now because I heart Mindy and Danny. It will be multichapter, but probably only 3 or 4, and I already have most of it written. So, welcome to my first Mindy Project fic. Reviews are welcome and encouraged ;)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Mindy Project. I am just taking the characters out for a spin.
Prologue
December 31st, 2012, 10:30 pm
Daniel Castellano was nobody's fool. Really. If you had told him that he'd be running down the street in New York City on New Year's Eve at any time of the night he would have asked you what he was running from. He had just never, at least in recent times, thought there would be anything important enough to run to.
But he'd gotten himself emotionally involved and now he couldn't not help her, especially if and (more likely) when she was about to make a big mistake.
Mindy had dealt with enough crap in the last month. That asshat Josh had done a real number on her and her confidence and before that, the idiot dentist. And the architect that had never called and that other dude who'd made out with her on Thanksgiving. (And no, he didn't really want to know that, but Mindy had a rather loud conversation with Gwen the other day in her office and it would have been a miracle to avoid hearing it.)
Danny was well aware that he had been an ass to her on more than one occasion. Just for fun mostly. Sure, she gave as good as she got and, although she didn't know it, he was usually very careful about what he teased her about and what he left alone, but he was trying to do better. Witty repartee was one thing, bickering and twitting at one another constantly about weight and ex-wives was another.
He hailed a cab and got in, a little over an hour from his destination. If all went well, he would soon be talking to her with more emotional honesty than he'd used in a long time and he wasn't sure he was ready for that. And he was 99% sure that if he did end up opening up, he would be kicking himself afterwards for his foolish behavior. Damn New Year's resolutions and being a better friend and all that crap. They led to you picking up the phone when your coworker called, even if you really, really didn't want to talk to her.
But Shauna had called with some disturbing information. "Dr. C, I really wish you'd have come because this cruise is a-mah-zing. I mean, sure, Dr. L is kinda drunk and she just met up with Dennis, the Thanksgiving guy, remember? Oh, so the reason I was calling. Josh is on the boat, too. I don't know how or why because I specifically checked the guest list, but he's here. Mindy hasn't seen him yet, but…Oops, I just dropped my drink…Um, things are getting weird, here, Dr. C. The captain says he'll take us to international waters at midnight and marry anyone who asks...what should I do, Dr. C?"
And what could he do? Stay at home trying his damndest not to watch Sleepless in Seattle?
Yes, Danny was now stuck in a romantic comedy, partially of his own volition, and he was not yet sure whether he would end up as the lead. In fact, he was pretty sure his role would be changed to homosexual florist best friend or some crap like that.