The Gathering 01.38 –  How
Do We Deal pt 2 – Days Gone By

            Dana
hung onto the parallel bars it had been a month since the accident that had
cost her the use of her legs.  Who was she kidding, it hadn’t been an accident, it was attempted
homicide, but Fran had succeeded in killing one thing besides
herself and Dana‘s career. 

            She was sweating; the
dark blue shirt she was wearing was drenched in sweat as she worked hard to
move her legs.  They inched forward her
will working as hard as her muscles.  A
sheer look of determination was plastered on her face as she took baby
steps.  She didn’t remember ever having
worked this hard as a baby.  This is my body and it does what I tell it to.  Was Dana‘s
inner mantra.  Her whole body shook as
she struggled to make her body move at her will, she pushed harder and was soon
at the end of the 6 foot long bars.

            “You keep doing that
and you are going to owe me tennis lessons.” 
Confessed Jayden who’d taken a job at the physio rehab center instead of
staying in the ER, Jayden had seen just enough death to propel her into another
aspect of her career.  Working with
people who were struggling to put their lives back together.  She too, was working on putting her life in
order.  She’d come to admit to herself
that she was indeed falling in love; and it was with Lara.  The red head with a fun outlook of life and a
passion for food. 

            “You.”  Strained Dana,
“don’t need lessons from a crip.”  She
got to the end of the bar and Jayden gave her a cold look.  Crossing her arms and doing the ‘tough love’
routine that seemed to work really well on Dana.

            “I see a walking
woman, that’s what I see.  You’re using
your walker like we talked about yesterday? 
You’ll learn balance that way; like no other way.  I want you to use it.”  Dana
looked away, she felt like a 90 year old woman when she used that thing. 

            “No.”  She replied curtly and Jayden crossed her
arms again.  Dana
was a hard nut to crack well Jayden had cracked a few nuts in her day.

            “Well you are going to
use it if I have to tell your mom on you.” 
Dana finally cracked a
smile.  She sighed and looked Jayden over
the scrub shirt hanging well below her cleavage line, giving Dana
a full view of her breast.  I’m so *****, thought Dana.  Dana had asked
to have Jayden assigned to her when she’d seen Jayden doing passive movement
exercises on a man the day she’d been wheeled into the rehab center.