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July 20, 2014
Indigo looks over at Clint with a smile as Dr. Cho gives me the good news, "You are officially done with physical therapy and can return to training, Indigo."
She beams with gratitude as Dr. Cho delivers the long-awaited news. After weeks of grueling physical therapy sessions, countless moments of doubt, and relentless perseverance, Indigo is finally granted the freedom to return to training. It feels like the weight of the world has been lifted from her shoulders, replaced with a renewed sense of purpose and determination.
Turning to Clint, who stands by her side with a proud grin, Indigo shares a look of shared triumph. His unwavering support and encouragement have been the driving force behind her progress.
"Thank you, Dr. Cho," she says, her voice filled with genuine gratitude as she envelops her in a tight hug. Her expertise and guidance have been instrumental in Indigo's recovery, guiding her through the darkest moments with compassion and care.
As they part ways, Indigo feels a surge of excitement coursing through her veins. The prospect of returning to training, of honing her skills and reclaiming her place among the team, fills her with an infectious energy. But Dr. Cho's words of caution linger in the back of her mind, a reminder to proceed with caution and patience.
"No missions for at least a month, understood?" Dr. Cho's words echo in her mind, a necessary precaution to ensure that Indigo doesn't push herself too hard too soon. It's a bitter pill to swallow, knowing that she must temper her eagerness with restraint, but she understands the importance of prioritizing her health and well-being above all else.
With a nod of understanding, Indigo makes a silent vow to heed Dr. Cho's advice, to approach her return to training with diligence and mindfulness. It's a small price to pay for the opportunity to once again embrace the life she has fought so hard to reclaim.
As they make their way out of the physical therapy room, the familiar sights and sounds of the facility greet them with a sense of familiarity. The hum of activity, the chatter of voices, the clang of metal against metal—it's a symphony of life.
Clint falls into step beside her, his presence a comforting presence amidst the bustling activity of the facility. "So, what's first on the agenda?" he asks, his voice filled with anticipation.
A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as Indigo contemplates the possibilities that lie ahead. "Well tonight's Tony's party so I gotta start getting ready for that" she replies, a spark of excitement igniting within her.
"Oh yea, how could I forget. It's not like Tony put a countdown clock on our group chat or anything." Clint's laughter rings out. "Classic Tony move," he remarks, shaking his head in amusement. "But hey, at least you know the whole team is excited to celebrate your progress."
