"Do you mind if I join you for a drink Hunter?" Bobbi asked coming into the break-room and seeing Hunter with a beer as per usual after a mission.
"No, I think we all need a drink after that mission." Hunter stated, referring to losing six agents in the field a few hours ago. He handed Bobbi a beer as she sat down at the table next to him. They sat there in silence for a few moments, drinking their beers. "This'll seem a bit random, but for what it's worth Bobbi… thank you for recommending me to Coulson. There's never a dull moment around here."
"You're welcome and thanks again, Hunter, for saving my life earlier." Bobbi replied.
"No problem," Hunter quickly replied before adding, "Besides, Barton might get angry if I didn't."
"Not likely," Bobbi scoffed, "We haven't spoken since before I met you."
"Well, I'd rather not take the chance love." Hunter retorted, "The last thing I need is an arrow in my back for not watching out for you."
"Still wouldn't worry about Barton, Hunter."
"So," Hunter began after a short silence and a few more drinks of beer. "Speaking about Barton, how is the kid?"
"Francis is safe. He's staying with my parents."
"Good, good… yet another reason to look out for you. He's a good kid."
Bobbi nodded, "Yeah, you were always good with him. He was disappointed when we divorced."
"Like I said he was a good kid, but I still don't think I'm step-father material."
"At least you didn't divorce me on Valentine's Day like Barton."
"Have you told Barton about him?"
"I think it's time we dropped the subject. Thanks for the drink." Bobbi stated as she stood and walked out of the room, leaving Hunter alone again.