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The therapist was kind. She was trying to not just do her job but to make a friend. It would turn out that she had something in common with Ashley. She herself was a former Red Hessian who after years of fighting had enough. She quietly slipped away from it all and decided to do good for a change. She wasn't very big but had good muscle tone. She didn't talk too deep into her past unless asked about it and then with only certain people. For her, it began on Freeport 1 and eventually escaping North.
"I don't miss the lifestyle," she stated as she carefully massaged Ashley's damaged arm, "When I was offered a second chance, I jumped at it. You will find that many of us in the Enterprise are from the same mold."
Meanwhile, as the therapist worked, Doc himself was speaking with the chief surgeon after reading a comm.
"It seems I need to make a trip to Gran Canaria," he told him, "seems we are needed there and well, I have some unfinished business there. I do not plan to be more than a few days."
The chief knew what it was about. "We can't have an old murder wrap over our heads so take care of business. Things are well here."
Doc watched through a window at Ashley. He had re-kindled things with her and didn't want to leave....but he had to. In a way, a few days wouldn't hurt. It was time to give her the bad news.
