Mindy sat in her office a few hours after everyone had left the Christmas party. She had sent Cliff home after their make-out session on the patio- as much as she wanted to go home with him, there was a nagging voice in the back of her head that prevented her from it. She couldn't shake the feeling of.. rejection? is that what it was? from Danny not wanting to go outside with her. If she was honest with herself, she never really thought of Danny in that way until he started dancing, even though they had had a couple of close-calls in the past. But tonight there was something about him. She wasn't sure if it was the dance that changed everything in her mind or that before Cliff came back he had checked up on her like a really good friend, and person, would have. Or maybe just because it was Christmas. Whatever it was, she didn't like the feeling. She finally landed Cliff and she wasn't about to let Danny ruin it.

She got up, readying herself to go home to her empty apartment, and noticed that the tube that connected to her bra wine wasn't where she left it. She looked around for a few minutes, thinking it might have been kicked under her desk when Peter and Jeremy stormed in but she couldn't find it. What the hell.. if she had any chance of returning (or reusing) it she needed that tube. Suddenly she had a thought. Danny. He was probably trying to prevent her from drinking more so he probably took the tube and hid it somewhere. She threw her jacket and purse back down on her desk and figured it was probably in his office somewhere.

She poked her head out of her office and looked around to make sure she was the only one left. She didn't need anyone to ask her annoying questions about why she was snooping around in Danny's office. She quickly walked to his and shut the door behind her, just in case someone came in. Inching forward towards his desk, she scanned the room around her looking for the tube. Well, maybe he put it in a drawer… sure Danny would hate her going through his stuff but he shouldn't have taken it in the first place. She walked behind his desk and sat down.

"Yes I'm Doctor Castellano," she mimicked in his voice, making herself giggle.

She opened the top drawer and rifled through it; only folders and a stapler and pens. How boring. She shut the drawer a little too loudly and sat still for a minute, listening to make sure there were no other sounds in the office. She felt like a spy on a mission. The second drawer took a lot more effort to open; Danny used to use it all the time but at some point it must have gotten unhinged on one side so he didn't feel like bothering with it and put the papers somewhere else, which means that he hadn't looked in there in months.

She was finally able to jimmy the drawer open and began to go through it. More folders, a letter addressed to her, a pack of gum.. wait, what? She picked up the letter and noticed it had her address on it from when she was in Haiti. That's weird. Maybe he was going to send it to her but she got back earlier than expected. She tried to think back to what they had been talking about before she got home. Probably just her life with Casey and the work she was doing. Her curiosity got the best of her as she slowly turned the envelope over and opened it, peeking at the letter inside. Was it a good idea to read it? Surely it was just a regular conversation.. but Danny was such a private person she didn't want to go through his mail. Besides, she remembered the last time when Morgan mailed that letter he wrote to Christina he was pretty mad. Eh, what the hell, I'm gonna read it, she thought, taking the letter out and laying it out on her desk.

Suddenly the office door opened and Morgan strolled through wearing his Christmas sweater and a lab coat over it. He stopped abruptly seeing Mindy.

"Oh God! Doctor L!"

"Morgan? What the hell are you doing here this late? And why are you wearing Danny's coat?" Mindy tried to cover the letter with her hands but Morgan noticed it and walked in.

"I could ask you the same thing, Doctor L. Are you going through Doctor C's things?"

"I'll tell you if you tell me.."

Morgan hesitated. "I uh.. come in here at night and pretend I'm Doctor C. I type emails, make fake calls…"

Mindy tried to be as appalled as possible. "Morgan! Are you serious? That's ridiculous!"

"What are you doing here?"

"I was in here.. to.. um.. looking for a patient file.." she tried.

"Come on Doctor L. I told you my thing!"

"Fine! I was looking for my bra wine tube and I found this letter he wrote to me while I was in Haiti.."

Morgan threw up his hands in a 'stop' position. 'Oh no no no no no! I am not being a part of this again! Doctor C almost killed me last time when I saw that letter to Christina! You are on your own Doctor L!" And with that Morgan backed out of the office and started running to the elevator.

"I wasn't here!" she heard from the hall.

Okay, she would worry about Morgan telling on her later. She smoothed out the letter and started to read.

Mindy,

Dearest Mindy,

Mindy,

I hope you're still enjoying Haiti.I miss you. You've been gone for almost three months and I find myself thinking about you more and more every day. It's funny, I was at home last night, trying to find something to watch on tv, when I saw You've Got Mail was on. It was at the part where Tom Hanks is telling her he wants to be with her, before she knows he was the guy she's been talking to all along. I love that part. It made me laugh, because I thought of you watching it. Christina asked me why I was laughing. I miss you, Mindy. I don't even know if I'm sending this to you. I'm sitting in my office trying to learn how to play Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Maybe I've had a drink. My point is. I just wanted to say that I wish you would come back soon. Life isn't the same without you here. I can't stop thinking about that night in the doctor's lounge, Mindy. I wish I could have kissed you. I wish I did. Maybe you wouldn't be with Casey and I wouldn't be stuck with Christina again.

Mindy, I'm in love with you. I love you. It feels so good to write it down.

Please come home.

Mindy sat back in the chair and stared at the letter in shock. Well, shit. Now what?