A/N: I…I…have no excuse for not updating. I am so sorry and I humbly offer this chapter to the gods of FanFic in hopes they deem it worthy.
"Christina?" asked Mindy, crossing her legs on the couch and lowering the volume of the TV with the remote. "Why would she be calling you this late?"
"I don't know," replied Danny, staring at the phone. He just let it ring for a while, trying to figure out why she would be calling him until he realized the best way would be to ask her.
"Hello?" he answered calmly as he picked up the phone. Mindy could hear the slight buzzing of someone else's voice on the phone and watched curiously as he got up and started walking across the room. Mindy's eyes followed him as he paced. Danny didn't say much into the phone, he simply nodded a few times as if Christina could hear it which made Mindy laugh a little. His responses where short, usually just a 'yes' or an 'okay'. And as quickly as it began, the phone call was over.
"What did she want?" Mindy asked as he headed back over to the couch.
"She wants to see me," Danny explained.
"Really?" Mindy questioned. "Now?"
"No, not now. Tomorrow." Then he noticed the time on his phone. "Well, later."
"Oh, that's," Mindy paused as she thought it over. "Great!"
"What? No, it isn't," he argued, staring at the Indian woman like she was crazy.
"Yes, it is," she realized, standing up as well as she latched on to the idea. "Now, you guys can have closure."
"I don't need closure," Danny insisted, sitting back down. "I like the way our relationship is now." Mindy looked at him.
"You guys don't have a relationship," she said.
"And that's just the way I like it," he claimed. Mindy rolled her brown eyes and smirked at him.
"Do you want a relationship with me?"
"You know I do," he said.
"Well, how can I trust that you can truly move on if you're cowering in fear of your ex-wife?"
"Cowering?" he questioned. "No no, Danny Castellano cowers in the face of no one."
"Good," she smiled. "So go meet her."
"But Danny Castellano does respectfully decline and this seems like a good time."
"Oh come on." She rolled her eyes at him, causing Danny to frown slightly.
"Mindy, I don't know why you're pushing this."
"I'm not pushing it," she insisted.
"Good," he nodded. "So let's just drop it."
"Okay," she agreed. "But-"
"I knew it," he claimed. "Nothing's ever that simple with you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing that won't get me in trouble. Why are you so obsessed with this Christina thing?"
"Okay," she bit her bottom lip as she decided what to say. "Promise you won't laugh?"
"Promise," he swore but the sides of his mouth were already tugging into a smile.
"I don't to be Dr. Julian Mercer," she admitted. Danny stared at her for minute, expecting her to say more but for once, she remained silent.
"What?"
"Julian Mercer?" she said again. "You know from Something's Gotta Give?"
"What are you saying?"
"Come on Danny! Dr. Julian Mercer! He was played by Keanu Reeves!"
"Why can't you speak English?" he demanded, throwing his hands up in defeat. The Indian woman rolled her eyes again.
"Oh come on, you can't tell me that you've never seen Something's Gotta Give with Jack Nicolson and Diane Keaton?"
"Can't say that I have," he assured her.
"Are you serious?" she asked. "Well, we've got to change that!" She sprinted off into her room and almost as quickly returned with a DVD case in her hand. Mindy popped out the DVD and gave Danny the case to hold while she put it in the DVD player. He looked down at the case to see a man a woman sort of smiling on the cover with the movie title in between them.
"This is a romantic comedy?" he asked. "But they look so old." Mindy whirled her head around to glare at him.
"Love knows no bounds," she stated before turning back to the TV.
"Whatever," he shrugged, placing the case on the coffee table. "I don't see what this has to do with me and I'm pretty sure we won't have time to watch the whole thing."
"Huh," Mindy said pensively. "I guess, you're right. We can watch it some other time and I'll just tell you what happens."
"I'd rather watch the movie," Danny groaned.
"Hush!" she scolded. "So, basically what happens is these two people on the cover, Jack Nicolson and Diane Keaton get together after a bunch of weird stuff happens. They're having fun and everyone's happy."
"So, that's us?" he questioned.
"No, that's you and Christina," she explained.
"But, that doesn't-"
"Sssh, let me finish," she sighed. "Okay, so Diane and Jack are together and happy but then they split up. Jack doesn't think that he's meant to be with Diane, so he leaves."
"Oh, I get it. I'm Jack."
"No, Christina's Jack."
"What? So, I'm-"
"Diane Keaton, yes. Now let me finish."
"Why do I have to be Diane?"
"Because I say so, now just listen, okay? So, Diane is all depressed that Jack left and is crying like all the time."
"Not all the time," Danny interrupted.
"ALL the time," she insisted. "Like a third of the movie is just her crying and laughing."
"And she's supposed to be me?"
"She is you! Get over it. Okay, so after those endless days and nights of crying, she finally decides to go out with this sexy young doctor, Julian Mercer AKA Keanu Reeves," she explained.
"Ah and that's you."
"Precisely," she nodded.
"Ok, I get it. You get to be the hot young doctor and I get to be the menopausal old woman," Danny mumbled.
"Hey, I didn't choose these roles. Life is just funny that way," she insisted.
"Yea," he rolled his eyes. "It's hilarious."
"Anyway," she continued. "Diane totally has a thing for Keanu and they start dating and everything ends up going really great. They even end up going to Paris together!"
"That does sound nice."
"I know, right? I've always wanted to go to Paris."
"Well, it seems like everything worked out for Diane and Keanu."
"You'd think so, but there was a snag. Turns out, Jack was truly in love Diane and ends up going to Paris to search for her."
"Oh, but that shouldn't matter. She's over him, right?"
"Wrong! They meet, have like one dinner together and she ends up dumping Keanu and going back to Jack."
"What? Why?"
"Something about true love or whatever but that's not the point! The point is, Diane and Jack loved each other since they met at that beach house and they we're going to end up together no matter what. Keanu was just a hot doctor that got trapped in the middle. Danny, I don't want to be Keanu."
"You're not," he claimed, getting up and taking hold of her hands. "I promise."
"Really?" she smiled.
"Yea, you're Diane."
"I thought you were Diane."
"I refuse to be Diane. I'll be Jack."
"Christina's Jack."
"Christina's not in our movie, okay?"
"Alright," she laughed. "But she is part of your life and you need to go talk to her."
"I don't want to," he insisted.
"Yea, but you need to. Look, you obviously have some unresolved issues that are bothering you, don't you think, in your professional opinion as a doctor, it would be best for you to let those things out?"
"Um, no. I think it's better to leave stuff bottled in, my dad always said it built character."
"Danny!" she laughed, swatting his shoulder.
"What? I'm serious."
"So am I! And the way I look at it, you only have two choices."
"Which are?"
"You can either ignore the problem, leave it unresolved and let the angst build up inside you, ruining your chances of forming another healthy relationship ever again," she theorized, placing her hands on her hips. "Or you could talk to her." Danny rolled her eyes at her but she didn't budge. "So, what's it going to be?"
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"I can't believe you're making me do this," Danny mumbled as he entered Mindy's office later that day.
"What are you talking about?" she asked, looking up from her papers.
"Having lunch with Christina?" he questioned, slumping down in one of the chairs facing her desk.
"It's just lunch," she assured, rising from her desk and walking over to him. "You have nothing to worry about."
"Nothing to worry about? Min, this is the woman who walked out on me and took half my stuff with her."
"Well at least she only got half," she smiled. "And it's not like she can come back for the rest." Danny looked at her sullenly. "Right?"
"This isn't making me feel better," he groaned, resting his head in his hands. Mindy looked at him and sighed. She sat down in the other chair and pulled it up right in front of him.
"Hey," she began so he would lift his head. "It's going to be fine, okay?"
"I'm not so sure," he admitted. Mindy stared at him for a while, concentrating on his deep brown eyes. She could tell he was worried, it was written all over his face but she needed him to know that it wasn't that big a deal. Okay well, maybe it was, but it was all apart of the healing process. She leaned over and gently kissed him. Even if it was a bit unexpected, Danny was extremely receptive, running his fingers through her hair and bringing her closer to him. Mindy had initially intended for it to be a short, sweet kiss but soon she found herself deepening it. Danny placed his hands on her waist and she fought the urge to climb onto her lap but it was a battle she feared she was going to lose.
"Dr. Lahiri," Betsy called as she swung open the door. The two gynecologists pulled apart just in time before she entered the room.
"Nope," Mindy said as she pretended to search Danny's eye. "I don't think there's anything in there, your eyes might just be reacting to the lack of sunlight in your office. Seriously, open one of those windows, they aren't decorations." Danny simply nodded at her words, a little confused.
"Yes, Betsy?" the Indian woman asked, pushing her chair away from Danny and facing her secretary.
"Oh, um, I was actually looking for Dr. Castellano. I couldn't find him in his office so I wanted to ask if you knew where he was and he's here."
"Yes, Betsy? What is it?" Danny asked.
"You're ex-wife is here," she declared. Mindy noticed panic shine in his eyes for a moment before he focused himself. Danny clasped his hands on his knees and then stood up.
"Alright, better get this over with." He glanced one more time at Mindy before leaving the room. After he left, Betsy turned to her other boss.
"Dr. Lahiri?"
"Yes?"
"Um, I wanted to thank you for going on that double date with us yesterday."
"Oh right, sit down," she smiled, patting the seat Danny had been sitting in. "What happened after the date."
"We got ice cream," Betsy said confusedly. "Remember? You were there."
"I mean after that," she sighed.
"I went home?"
"Did anything happen on the way home?"
"Oh well, Dr. Reid and I talked a lot on the way home."
"Just talked?"
"Well, we laughed too. He's pretty funny."
"That's all?"
"Yea," she nodded.
"You guys didn't," Mindy grappled for the right words. "You know?"
"What?"
"Kiss?"
"On the first date?" asked Betsy, as her face turned crimson. "No."
"Right," Mindy sighed. It was going to take forever to get things moving with these two. She watched her secretary anxiously glance out the door. "What is it?" she asked.
"Do you think they're going to get back together?" Betsy asked.
"Who?"
"Dr. Castellano and his wife."
"What? No, they're just talking."
"Yea," the secretary agreed. "But sometimes talking can bring back old feelings."
"Yea. That's just closure, right?"
"Sometimes, but other times the good memories help bring the couple back together."
"What? Even if they're divorced?"
"Especially if they're divorced, I mean, they know what it's like to be married. What it's like to see someone everyday and still want to be around them."
"Like work?" Mindy asked. "Well, that's not true. I can't really say I want to be here, a lot of you guys get on my nerves like really fast," she admitted and Betsy stared at her. "But not you Betsy," she added quickly. "I meant, you know, other people."
"Of course," the brunette smiled. "I was just saying that Dr. Castellano and Christina might rekindle their lost love over lunch."
"Betsy, what are you even talking about? Danny and Christina aren't going to get back together. He's still reeling over the divorce and she's…well, to be honest I don't know her that well."
"I guess you're right," her secretary agreed.
"Of course, I am but it's okay."
"I guess I thought they just reminded me of this movie I saw," Betsy explained as she began to head out the door. The gynecologist got out of her seat and stopped the brunette from leaving.
"What movie?" she demanded.
"Oh, um I think it's called It's Complicated. You know, the one with Meryl Streep and Alec Baldwin. Have you seen it?"
"Only thrice."
"Well, I didn't get to see the ending but I thought it was pretty good. Meryl Streep is just amazing in anything."
"Wait, so I'm Steve Martin?"
"What?"
"Nothing. You were saying something about Danny and Christina."
"The point is, that those two still had feelings for each other long after they were divorced."
"Yea, but I don't think they end up together."
"What?" Betsy questioned curiously. "Really?"
"Yea, Meryl ends up with that Steve Martin guy."
"Oh," the brunette pondered. "I guess, that's okay. I liked him too and they were cute together." Mindy smiled at her as the secretary left the room. Returning to the other side of her desk, she returned to the papers that she had been working on. What was I worried about? Everything's going to be fine, I just know it. Besides, I could totally be Steve Martin. Successful, Rich, Funny, granted he may not be as cute as Keanu Reeves, but hey, he did get the girl. Wow, I really need to stop watching so many movies, but I guess it really isn't my fault. If the producers made terrible movies, then I wouldn't have to watch them. Yea, so really it's Hollywood's fault but I forgive them. It's what Steve Martin would do.
A/N: Like Mindy, I share a love of movies. In fact, when I'm not on fanfiction, I'm procrastinating on Netflix (like one of the best things ever invented XD) So some of my favorite films will probably work their way into my fics, but hopefully not too much. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review and thanks for reading!