A/N: hey guys! So those of you who know my fics know that I mostly write glee/samcedes fics. I've lost a lot of my inspiration for personal reasons but my writer's block is slowly going away! yay! I will return to my fics so no worries! Also, rping has taken a good chunk of my writing time lol. After watching yesterday's episode of TMP, I just had to write! This little short is supposed to follow the last episode "You've got Sext". If ya'll like it, I'll keep writing shorts like this one. :)

Love ya all!

It's Wednesday. It's Wednesday and I've eternally forgotten about the ridiculous course of events that took place on Tuesday. Oh Tuesday, how I wish I could take you, wrap you up in a giant ball of bubble wrap and toss you across Union Square so that some other group of …of miscreants can go and play with you! Ugh! Tuesday! Morgan and Peter were absolute sweethearts trying to cheer me up by singing my top three One Direction songs. I didn't even ask them but they were so willing and how can I turn down my own little serenade when I was so heartbroken that I turned down the chicken teriyaki samples at the Manhattan mall. Yes, I, Mindy Lahiri am heartbroken. This is way worse than any other heartbreak because at least, in the past, I had the opportunity to scream and steal hoodies of the bandits who dare make an attempt ant destroying my tender soul. Sigh. This time, not only did someone keep from me that they had found my number 3 favorite black, leather handbag, but they went through my things, invaded my privacy, and decided to play a very screwy game of cupid slash let's ruin Mindy's life! So, here is where I stand; I'm a thirty something, professional, beautiful woman with the curves of an angel and the wit of Colbert and Beyoncé in one and I've been messed with by the most mean spirited, hateful, and just plain foul hoodlums! Of course, my initial reaction was to sought out the culprits and go on a secret mission to destroy their lives a la Olivia Benson from Law and Order fame but Peter and Morgan had other plans and frankly, I'm way too tired and sad to go with the former.

Flashback to Tuesday.

"Okay! Alright! I see you all. Every single one of you, the way you're looking at me." Mindy pointed at her coworkers, her handbag in the other hand. "I have never in my life been so embarrassed—"

"Now, we all know that's not true…" Morgan began to speak up, his eyes focused on the handbag he had placed on Mindy's desk that very morning. "I mean, there's your birthday party."

"And Christmas!"

"Can't forget about Christmas!"

The office boomed with everyone's irrelevant opinions and Mindy shook her head, shushing the masses and letting out a sad groan. "Here's the deal. Someone here found my bag and while my first instinct would be to thank them by taking them shoe shopping with me and a rom-com, Netflix marathon, the same person who is responsible for finding my bag is also responsible for this frown that I'm currently sporting." She pointed to her face and her scowl became worse as she thought about the awful texts that she and Cliff supposedly exchanged. She sniffled, trying to avoid the tears from taking over and shook it off quickly, glancing over to Danny, the only person in the office she knew would understand. Danny took his privacy seriously and he was the only one that actually seemed to be paying attention except for Peter and Morgan who were fixated on her bag. "That's right, guys. We have ourselves a Judas."

The room gasped, everyone looking around as Morgan and Peter slowly walked towards their office.

"I don't think you've got the right idea of Judas…" Danny tried to help Mindy, walking towards her, flashing the most comforting smile he could come up with and rubbing her arms. Funny thing was, Danny needed some comforting of his own.

"Irrelevant, Danny. And thank you for coming here to wrap your strong arms around me for I really need it. Something very awful has happened to me but its okay. I'll get to the bottom of it. If there is one thing I learned from Law and Order is that most crimes can be traced and I happen to have a friend in the Forensics field!"

"You do?" Peter finally spoke up, a knot in his throat and he looked over to Morgan who looked like he was about to puke.

"That's right. I do. Well, she's a 2013 Science Expo winner at her high school and my neighbor but she's brilliant and you know what she dressed up as for Halloween? Velma? Yeah, that's right. And you know what Velma does? She solves crimes. And this, ladies and gentlemen, was a crime against my heart! I've been betrayed and hurt and…betrayed!" She nuzzled her face into Danny's neck and he rubbed the back of her head and motioned everyone to go back to work.

"Hey, hey. Mindy, why don't you take the rest of the day off? Go update your twitter or better yet, you can watch Monday's episode of Dancing with the Stars. You were so bummed you missed it." He pulled away only slightly so that he was facing her, careful not to invade too much of her space, mostly for the sake of his already increasing heart rate. "What do you say?"

Mindy's large chestnut brown eyes focused on Danny's, her shoulders rising and her head nodding. "Okay. Yeah. If I don't get my DWTS fill I feel like I haven't done my good deed with the world you know? I need to support my favorites." She wiped her eyes and kissed Danny's cheek in gratitude. He always knew the right things to say to make her feel better.

Mindy turned around, walking back into her office to sign off her Facebook account and grab her coat when the presence of Peter and Morgan startled her. She jumped slightly and pressed her hands against the chest. "You don't ever scare a vulnerable woman! What if I had a weapon in my hand? I could have killed you! I would have been on that show about women that lose it. Do you really want that? One minute you're a doctor and a nurse and the next, your image is tarnished on television with Jason Priestly and Jason Sudikis playing you on a reenactment!" She spoke quickly as she went over to her computer to turn it off.

"Just to be straight, Jason Priestly plays me, right?" Peter spoke up and Morgan smacked his arm. "Ow! Dude! Legitimate question!"

"Dr. L…we just wanted to talk to you before you went off to eat 12 lbs. of truffles."

"3. it's Three Morgan. I've only spoken to you for about five minutes and I'm already offended. Can I help you?"

"Well, what Morgan is trying to say is…which is your favorite truffle? Godiva? Lindt? For you know, research purposes." Another smack from Morgan and Peter was talking again. "Uh. What Morgan was trying to say is maybe you shouldn't focus so much on this culprit. Revenge is an ugly thing. Gives you bags under your eyes. Proven fact."

"Well, I don't care. There's already a hole in my heart." She spoke quietly and continued to put her coat on. "Will that be all? Oh and Lindt is my favorite."

"Got it." Peter jotted on his pad to order Mindy a box of Lindt truffles and looked up at her with a smile. "How about this? How about you go home like Danny suggested and Morgan and I will crack this case for you. They don't call me Nancy Drew for nothing!" He chuckled and Morgan joined his laughter.

"As someone who has had their personal run ins with the law, I think I'm the most polished and indicated person to take care of this. You just go home, rest up and we'll take care of the rest." He stood up and placed his hands on Mindy's shoulder.

"You guys would do that for me?"

Peter stood up as well and nodded. "Of course. Oh and Dr. Lahiri? You're beautiful. Baby, you light up my world like nobody else…"

Mindy lips curled into a smile as she enjoyed her co-workers rendition of "What makes you beautiful". Complete with Morgan's body rolls and Peter engaging the rest of the office. If she was being honest with herself, this cheered her up a bit and she walked into the elevator waving at her co-workers, all of them smiling and waving back. She was the luckiest girl in Manhattan.

"Alright. Which one of you guys did this? I will find out and you know what I'll do? I won't even tell you I found out. I'll be your shadow. I'll be the fly in your soup, the flower on your wall, the annoying song you didn't mean to download on your Mp3 player, the erratic salesman that calls you during dinner, the annoying text message telling to you to send STOP to stop messages. I'll be all those things and more and then, maybe then, you'll know….you'll know that I know. I'm watching all of you." Danny arched an eyebrow as he signed the "I'm looking at you" sign and marched into his office to slam the door, the others in complete silence except for the gulp coming from Morgan and Peter.

So here I am, lying underneath my covers, trying to convince myself that my heartsick day was enough to help me surpass this terrible moment in my life but I had always been horrible at persuasion. Groan. Maybe a few more minutes in bed won't jeopardize anything. Cliff already thinks…heck, I don't know what he thinks. Did he come over? What party? Was there a party? I promised Morgan and Peter I wouldn't butt into their investigation but I have questions and dammit, I was going to get answers! After I answer this phone call. It's Danny. Sweet, sweet Danny. He's probably calling to see how I'm doing and maybe to give me another heart sick day.

"Hello?"

"Mindy? It's Danny. But you knew that already because you have caller ID and caller ID is the greatest thing to happen because now people can't surprise you over the phone. But then, where's the surprise, right? The romantic notion of someone calling you and you not knowing who it is and the way your heart kinda jumps at you when you try to decipher who's on the other line…"

"Danny? Are you alright?"

"Mindy, sorry. I'm doing a million things at once right now and honestly? I'm not much of a coherent person this morning. I hate to do this to you because I know you're going through your own things but I can't come into the office. I was hoping you were going because I know I can trust you. There's Dr. Reed but he's been so busy with all the deliveries we've had. Who knew it was a baby boom, right?"

"Danny…Danny…its okay. I'll be there. Are you sure you're alright? I can come by at lunch or after work? We can sit on the fire escape and count how many pigeons have white spots? It's our favorite activity?"

"No, Mindy. I'll be alright. You were right about the heartsick days. We all need them."

And with that, he hung up the phone. What was I planning to do before he called? I can't even seem to remember because now all I can think about is Danny being sad. I mean, Danny is always pretty much brooding but he always has good reasons; Giuliani refusing to run for Mayor again, Shop Rite running out of ginger snaps, the butterfly exhibit at the museum of natural history closing. Whatever was bugging him was a huge deal. Danny never took off from work. Ever. He would pride himself in being the only in grammar school that went to class every day for 6 years. The trophy is in his office.

"Dr. L! Looking good!" Morgan winked at Mindy and she smiled, entering her office space. Once again startled by the man sitting in one of the chairs, she jumped slightly and breathed easy when she realized it was Dr. Reed.

"Hugh Grant would play you." She sat across from her colleague who was too perplexed to retort with something witty.

"Mindy. I'm certain you can figure out why I'm here. I'm a little worried."

"I'm Fine…no worries. Just a little hiccup. I have enough material for my book now and soon I'll be famous enough to have my picture up in one of the steak houses on Park Ave. All is well." She moved her mouse to start up her computer and smiled at Dr. Reed. "Thank you for your concern. I'm very lucky to be a part of this…"

"I was talking about Danny but are you alright?" Jeremy caught Mindy's eye roll and remained silent for a bit before speaking again. "I'm sorry. I've been so caught up with the deliveries. I've had 5 C-sections yesterday alone and I was hardly in the office. I hope you are doing well. I just figure it was another cold or a sale at Macy's!"

"I beg your pardon! Macy's sale is next week…" She smoothed out her skirt and licked her lips. "But yes, I'm concerned about Danny too. He never misses work."

"Precisely my point. He is always so…punctual and responsible. Now, please don't tell him I told you this but I know you two are rather close so maybe you can give me some insight…"

Mindy leaned in, her attention on Dr. Reed. "I love secrets."

"Well, last night, at the hospital, he seemed…preoccupied if you will. He was to himself…"

"It's Danny. He's always to himself."

"Well, yes but at least he engages in some sort of conversation. Last night he was sort of fixated on his phone and twitter. He kept…giggling."

"Giggling?"

"Giggling."

"Giggling like he he or giggling like tee hee?" She covered her mouth at the last demonstration and Dr. Reed pointed to that.

"That's the one. Like a young school boy with a crush."

Mindy gasped and rested her cheeks on both her hands. "Tell me more."

"He was quite the interesting study, actually. And you know Danny; he hates social media so I was surprised when I peeked over his shoulder. And get this, I caught him dancing to "You'll Never find another love like mine" by Lou Rawls. Which is the Danny Castellano I have a crush on someone anthem."

"Wow. Danny. He can be such a softie, sometimes." Mindy chuckled. "Did you confront him?"

"I did. I asked him what was up. You know, in that chummy, American way. Smacked his arm, ruffled his hair, and instead of telling me off, he had this large grin on his face."

Mindy's eyes widened as Dr. Reed spoke. "He so likes this girl!"

"And he just started to go on and on about how he didn't see it before or some nonsense. Anyway, all I got out of him was the girl's name."

"What are you waiting for?! Tell me!" Mindy's excitement took over.

"Chloe."

Mindy smiled widely, her eyes brightening. "I/love/that/name!" She sighed. "Well, what's there to worry about? Chloe is a lucky girl. Danny is a good catch and we're always talking about how he needs to find the perfect girl to get that romantic side out. Good for him!"

"Well, yes but there's one more thing. He said she works in our building but I've looked everywhere and I thought maybe he meant the hospital but there are no Chloe's in either one."

"Really? But it's such a good name!"

"Focus, Mindy. I think Danny is making up this Chloe. He's lost it. His breakup with Christina has driven him to insanity."

Mindy shook her head and dismissed Dr. Reed's theory immediately. "You're insane. I'm sure she exists and we'll meet her in no time. He just has to make a move. We'll have to push him in the right direction. No worries. I have an idea. I'm going to surprise him for lunch and we're going to have one of our talks, I'm going to be incredibly irresistible as always and he'll have no choice but to tell me more about this girl." She smiled at Dr. Reed. "Easy as Pie."

"Alright. Well, Report back when you hear something, Mindy." Dr. Reed stood up and exited the premises.

Lunch Time

"I have beef with Broccoli, Chicken Lo Mein, Egg Rolls galore, Egg Drop Wonton Soup, a diet coke for you and…" Mindy peeked into the large paper bag from the Chinese Restaurant she had ordered from as she tried to get into Danny's apartment building. "Danny, can you buzz me in?"

"Mindy, I told you I wanted to be alone. I look…I look terrible!" He ran around his apartment looking for a pair of jeans and tossing things into his closet. "I've been sitting at home watching T.V. and eating salt water taffy. It's as sad as it sounds." He ran into the bathroom, checked himself in the mirror, the phone on his ear. "And I look like I've been run over by a truck."

"Aw. Danny. I'm sure you look fine. You're always very handsome in that rugged, John Wayne way. A lot of girls like that. I happen to be one of them. Now, don't repeat that." She smiled and looked up the building. "Now buzz me in! This chicken Lo Mein smells amazing. And I hope you left me some salt water taffy! I know what this is about. You don't get to spend your heartsick day alone. You've been there for me before and now it's time to pay it forward but I've never actually seen that movie so don't ask me how the plot goes…"

Danny smiled, biting his lip as he listened to her, his smile widening even more when she confessed her liking of his "John Wayne Look". He always thought John Wayne was one of his inspirations. He didn't plan to buzz her in and as he walked towards the buzzer in his door, she told him she knew what his acting out was all about. "You do? I mean, you know why I'm like this?"

"Yep. I've figured it out because I'm a genius. Now you have ten seconds to buzz me in before I start screaming your name at the top of my lungs but then again you might like that…Danny! Come on! It's okay! Seriously. You have a crush. I have a crush. We both have crushes. Let's talk about it the only way we know how. With a fortune cookie telling us what to do…"

Was she okay with the way he felt? How did she even figure it out? Was he being too obvious. His finger brushed against the button as he heard Mindy countdown and suddenly stop. "Mindy?"

"Nevermind! Your crazy neighbor is opening the door for me. You know, the psycho one? HI! Hi! Thank you so much for opening the door for me! I got locked out! Silly me!" Mindy changed expressions quickly when Danny's ex opened the door for her.

"Oh you're welcome. I was heading out anyway. Getting my meds at the pharmacy."

"Hehe. Sure sure." Mindy whispered into the phone "Real winner, Danny."

"It was nice seeing you again, Chloe!" The other woman waved and Mindy stopped short on her way to the building's elevator.

"Oh." Mindy gulped, feeling a knot in her stomach, Danny calling out to her on the phone.

"Minds? Are you alright? Do you need me to come downstairs? I'm wearing pants now…"

"What? Pants? What? Oh. Danny. Yeah, yeah. I'm…I'm coming up. Elevators, can never quite figure them out, you know? Are they going up, are they going down?" She pressed the button, softly banging her forehead against the wall.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm uh…giving myself a concussion. Ow." She rubbed her head and entered the elevator when it arrived.

Danny opened his door and walked over to the elevator, waiting for it to open and ended the call when it did. "You shouldn't. I like your head." He flashed his perfect smile and took the bag from her, Mindy biting down on her bottom lip.

"I like yours too."