Tony was too busy with the task Adam had given him to realise that Abby was standing next to him. He had chosen to take on the challenge, even though Adam had told him it wasn't necessary.

"Tony?" Abby said after he put down his weights.

"Oh, hey Abbs," said Tony as he grabbed his water bottle. "How long have you been here?"

"Ten minutes," Abby announced. "I was watching you. You seem like you're doing a lot better now."

"He is," said Adam as he came over.

"Adam, this is Abby," said Tony, grinning at the look on his therapist's face.

"Oh, hi," said Adam. "I'm Adam, Tony's therapist."

"Nice to meet you," said Abby, not at all fazed by the look of wonder she was getting. "Is Tony ready to come back to work yet?"

"I don't see why not. He's doing quite well. I'm just waiting to hear back from his neurologist, and then I'll be able to sign off on his return."

"Really?" Tony asked.

"Really." Adam gave Tony a smile. "Like I said earlier, if your neurologist is happy with your progress, there's no reason why you can't go back."

Tony smiled happily. He couldn't wait to be able to go back to work.

Emma was just entering the gym as Abby walked out past her.

"Hi Abby," said Emma.

"Hey. Tony's still in there. Adam has him doing some weights right now."

"That's alright. I wanted to watch him for a bit."

"You have plenty of time. Tony's focused on what he's doing. I stood in front of him for ten minutes before he even realised I was there."

Emma laughed. "Of course. At least he's taking this seriously."

"He's determined to get back to work. Adam said he was waiting on the neurologist to let him know if Tony's able to return yet."

"I hope he is. I know Tony's getting frustrated being at home all the time. As much as this trial is hard on him, he's been happy to get out of the apartment each day."

Abby nodded. She understood completely. She gave Emma a hug and then continued on her way.

Tony was just finishing the exercise Adam had given him when Emma walked up, a smile lighting up her face. He gave her a smile as he continued lifting the small weights.

"Hey Adam," said Emma, turning her attention to the therapist, though she still watched Tony.

"Hi Emma. We're almost done here." Adam smiled. "I have to say, I'm quite impressed with Tony. He's gotten a lot better since he started here a month ago. I'm surprised, actually. Usually, a person doesn't improve so much so quickly."

"This is Tony we're talking about. He's determined to get back to what he was doing before any of this started. He knows he needs to put in the effort if he wants results."

"He certainly does put in effort. A lot of it."

"Have you spoken to the neurologist yet?"

"No." Adam's phone rang. "Speak of the devil... I'll be right back Tony. When you finish, take a break for a while."

Emma watched Adam step away to talk. Then she looked back to find Tony still lifting the weights. Impressive wasn't the right word for what she was watching. Tony was doing so well, and he actually looked happy. It made her feel so much better when she saw that he was enjoying himself again.

"Alright, that's it. I'm done," said Tony a moment later. He put the weights back on their rack and came over to join Emma, who handed over a water bottle.

"You looked like you were having fun there."

"I was. Adam wanted me to try and beat my last round with the weights. I did ten reps before I gave up."

"How many did you do this time?"

"Twenty five."

"That's brilliant."

Tony smiled. "I was ready to stop when you came in. But I wanted to show you what I've been doing, so I kept going."

"You didn't have to do that. Adam tells me what you do."

"I know, but I still wanted you to see."

Emma grinned. "Why?"

"So you knew I was actually doing the work and not just chatting with Adam."

"Oh, Tony, I know you do the work. I've seen you a couple of times. And Adam always tells me how well you're doing. You don't have to prove it."

"I wanted to." Tony looked over, a small smile on his face. "Are you happy?"

"Happy? Tony, I'm so proud of you. You've come a long way in such a short space of time."

"Thank you."

Emma pulled Tony into her arms, cuddling him. She loved having him in her arms. And since Tony's attack, she had assumed the role of comforter. It actually suited her, too. She was enjoying being able to provide comfort to Tony when he needed it the most.

Adam answered his phone once he was in his office. He was watching Tony still, making sure he was alright, but he was also listening to Dennis.

"How's Tony going with his physical therapy?" Dennis asked.

"He's doing so well. He really doesn't need to be here for too much longer. I was thinking of stopping the sessions altogether."

"You would need to speak with Dr Pitt too."

"I did. He's happy to stop the therapy once you give us the all clear for it."

"Okay. I reviewed the tests and exam results you sent through, as well as my notes and Dr Pitt's notes. I'm satisfied that Tony is improving nicely. You can stop the therapy sessions, but I still want to see the rest of your results."

"No problem. Tony's here at the moment, so this will be the last session. I'll send everything through when he's finished today."

"Thank you. Please tell Tony that I'm happy that's he improving so much."

"I will. Thank you Dennis." Adam hung up, feeling good about the news he had for Tony.

Tony finally let go of Emma when Adam walked over to them.

"Hey guys. I just spoke to Dennis, Tony, and I have some good news for you."

"He said I can stop the physical therapy?"

"He did."

Tony smiled happily. His excitement grew by leaps and bounds.

"He is happy for you to return to work, but not until you've at least had your next check up with Brad."

"Okay." Tony threw his arms around Emma, causing her to laugh. "It's time to go back to work!"

"Relax Tony, before you put yourself back in a hospital bed," said Emma, trying to control her laughter.

"I'm fine, Emma! I'm going back to work!" Tony jumped up and hugged Adam. "Thank you!"

Adam couldn't help laughing along with an almost hysterical Emma.