got a scathing review the other day about how sick and disgusting it was to treat...well you get the picture. Hey if you don't like it don't read it. But it did fuel an idea and so this is what might just happen...
Day 69 Daisy, I'm writing this for you, mostly so you will have a way to know what happened but because I have to do something while I sit and watch you. We heard the chaos inside Hale's base and rushed to get to you. I am so sorry we did not make it before the explosion. Davis was out of the jet before I could set it down and when he carried you out of the smoke, I almost lost it. You were lifeless. I took you into my arms and Davis got us out of there. Simmons says there is no concussion but that is a very nasty bump you've got. She's keeping you sedated since the fractures in your left arm, collar bone and ribs are too painful for you to handle. She can't understand why your shoulder blade was not pulverized. The device she and Fitz devised to keep you stationary until you heal is amazing. I thought I'd find you in plaster from your fingertips to your chin, but Simmons says this is better and will help you to heal faster.
When you wake I'll expect a full explanation, especially why you did not tell us your powers had returned. Fitz and Simmons both agree that although you are still the size of a child, your powers are full grown and much too much for you to handle. We will discuss that at length.
Coulson is with Mack right now. The intel from the bug you planted is providing more information that we expected. They, along with Fitz, are sifting through it, learning what they can. It looks like you caused quite a fiasco before we pulled you out. I look forward to that discussion as well.
I haven't read any of your entries. They are yours and not mine to steal but I want to take this time to tell you that, well I'm sorry I've been treating you like a kid. It's hard not to when you are less than half your size and talk to me with that squeaky little voice. But while I keep forgetting you're an adult, you keep forgetting you're a kid. You make adult decisions for your kid body like I've been making mom decisions for your adult mind. I know it's crazy for you but it is crazy for us, too. Maybe we should think about talking over some of those decisions but kid, sometimes your actions and decisions are more like what Skye would do. I guess reacting like my Fitz Work counterpart just comes naturally. I'm not going to promise it won't happen again, just like you can't promise you won't cross the line again. Remember we are trying to keep you safe and show you the love and guidance we wish we could have given you all those years you spent without us.
Day 73 They said I was out for five whole days. It took me about five hours to convince May to let me have my journal so I could do something more than sit in this bed. Simmons says I've got about a hundred fractures but it feels like ten thousand. This thing they have on me is snug but I can move a little when it doesn't hurt so much. I read the message from May and couldn't figure out if she was mad at me or not. It didn't look like mad writing. She went to get me some supper so I could write for a while.
This morning May and Coulson and Simmons came and we talked for a long time. I told them I had a little bit of power and I just tested it a little like moving pencils and tipping cups and once I wriggled a chair and a cabinet a few inches but nothing like the Hale thing. I guess it was because I was so scared. Simmons said that was probably it cuz my powers are kinda hooked to my feelings, especially when I'm scared. I didn't think the whole wall would explode but I was super scared so… I promised them it never happened before and I didn't even feel my quake thing before that. Coulson asked if I feel it now. Now I only feel hurting and it's worse when I laugh or cough or move too fast. May had to carry me to the bathroom and help with everything. Gaw…that was mortifying. Well not as bad as having this damn fever that won't go away. Simmons says it's from the fractures and my body trying to heal itself but I still have to have this IV with antibiotic. She said she could take it off but then I'd get shots twice a day. NO WAY! I hate the IV but it's better that gettin' stabbed and she didn't have to tell me where the stabbing would end up. BUT! One of the techs dropped the ear thermometer and then the big goof stepped on it. Fitz is really trying to devise a new one and really good one but guess what's the only other kind they've got…that blasted damn thing like Skye's mother swore by. Simmons promised me she would be the only one to use it and only if she thought my fever got worse.
I told them about what happened in Hale's base and that she was not planning on letting me go. I left out the part about mini quaking the screws out of the air vent cover. Hell, it wasn't that important or bad and they didn't ask so… Before that guy saw me in the computer room I tapped a little glitch into their surveillance program. I figured Davis could use some help since it was more than forty-five minutes and he was on his way. It wasn't part of the plan but I figured it couldn't help and they wouldn't see me either. By the time the guy saw me and tried to grab me and all the sirens went off the gremlin knocked out all their cameras and microphones. I snatched a box of matches off the desk when we were dancing around it then I flipped one in every waste basket I passed AND then lit one put it in the box and chucked the whole thing in the room marked REFUSE. I don't know what was in there but it went poof really fast and the stink was disgusting. Between the sirens and the smoke and the smoke alarms and all those guys running and yelling it was like a giant insane circus until I ended up in that dead end hall way. I knew they were coming cuz I could hear their boots on the tile floor. The smoke was burning my eyes and choking me. I didn't know what else to do. I covered my eyes and pushed out my arm. It hurt like hell, no like two, no three hells. For a second I thought maybe the fire caught on me and then I didn't feel anything until Simmons was yelling and I was crying because it hurt so badly. But even though, I was pretty proud of my first mission as a mini-agent.
Coulson said the intel would help a lot but not at the cost of anyone, especially me. He could say that because it was only us and well, Simmons but she knew the way it was. I mean, he's my dad, of course he was gonna say that. May said it was the first and absolute last time I got to be the secret weapon even if my head was all grown and my body needed to catch up. That's when I said I was an ever secreter weapon cuz now my powers were full grown. Nobody would ever expect a little squirt like me to knock them on their ass…I didn't say that because I wasn't going to push my luck. They were talking to me like they used to when I wasn't three foot eleven just like a real debriefing. May didn't even threaten to paint my posterior purple…once I wasn't so injured…she didn't even look at me with that kinda look. Coulson had that relieved kinda still a little angry look he always did after a not so great mission where nobody got hurt. Well, nobody got killed. He agreed with May. Until I was at least five foot five there would be no more missions. I started to argue but he held up that damn finger and gave me that skinny lip look that made my voice strangle.
Simmons was no help. She told me, so they could hear, that I was absolutely not to use my powers for any reason. They were too much for my little bitty body to handle and next time it could be a lot worse. She also told them that I was healing quickly, just like always and in two or maybe three weeks I'd been fine. She looked at me with a mean doctor face and said that didn't mean I could go crazy and I had to be careful until she was sure I was all healed.
I figured they were gonna tell me I'd be grounded to my damn room for all that time but they didn't say anything for a bit. Then Simmons told me I'd have to stay in the Med Bay for at least another week so that was kinda like the same thing. May and Coulson looked at each other with that weird eye conversation thing they do then he just nodded.
May took a big breath and I figured here it comes. Now I'd get the 'how could you do something so stupid' lecture but instead she told me that maybe I wasn't big enough but I was certainly old enough to make may own decisions and be responsible for them. She was pretty sure I knew the difference between right and wrong and that if I did something stupid…well, I'd have to live with it.
I wanted to jump out of this bed and do cartwheels all around the room. Finally! Finally they had to admit I was an adult trapped in a little kid's body. Before I could celebrate Coulson reminded me I still did not meet the height requirement for any kind of mission other than quarterbacking from command.
Day 74 When I woke up today I was alone. No May…no Coulson snoozing on the chair next to my bed. In fact, the chair was across the room in the corner. Simmons didn't come in with her usual 'good morning, sweetie' sing songie voice and there was a bowl of cereal, an orange and hot damn! A cup of coffee, a real honest cup of hot coffee with cream and sugar right there on the tray. Hell, it wasn't as great as blueberry pancakes, butter and warm syrup but COFFEE! I almost screamed. I couldn't remember the last time… I figured they brought me the wrong tray but hell, I was the only one in Med Bay. I pulled that tray thing closer and mixed it just the way I liked it and took a big slug before somebody realized their mistake. I thought it would be great but it was kinda bitter even when I put in more sugar and more cream and then more until it tasted more like warm cream than what I remembered as my favorite caffeine fix. The cereal was some kind of sweet flakey stuff and I couldn't peel the orange with one hand so I had to bite the skin off which made my lips burn and my teeth numb. It wasn't sweet but that was probably because of the sugary cereal and coffee mixture. I finally just pushed the soggy flakes and half chewed fruit away and tried not to think about how much I needed the bathroom. That's when I noticed the IV was gone and figured I could just slide off the mattress and b-line it to the b-room.
A med-tech I didn't know came in just as I started to tried to wriggle to the end of the bed. She shook her head and said she had orders to make sure I stayed put. She started to take my not eaten breakfast so I asked when May was coming back. She kinda just looked at me for a minute and said she had no information on that but she would check. I didn't think my bladder would wait that long so I asked where Simmons was and she told me she believed Agent Simmons was in the lab and had asked not to be disturbed. Then she said if there was something I needed she was there to take care of it. She said she would be my med-tech for the day. There was no way in hell I was going to have this whoever she was get me to the bathroom and do all the helping stuff that I couldn't do without my whole left side. Uh huh, no way.
I told her I needed May and she just put the tray down and shook her head. Then she called me Agent Johnson and for a minute that felt great. She didn't get all goofy and sweetie talking, just old me May was not available and asked me again what I needed. I think she figured it out cuz I was doing the laying in bed 'pee-pee-dance' by that time. She walked out and came back with one of those big silver bed pottie things and I just shook my head and pointed to the bathroom just outside my door and across the hall. She shook her head again and told me again she had order to keep me right where I was. I shook my head again and she called me Agent Johnson again right before she slipped that damn freezing thing right under by butt. I am pretty sure they keep it freezing so you have to just go as soon as it hits you. She just walked away and said she'd give me privacy. Then she took the tray and left.
When she came back I just kept my eyes closed. She didn't say anything did what she did. I asked her where Coulson was and if he was coming soon. She said 'Director Coulson, Agent Mackenzie and Agent Piper were off base and that was all the information she had.' That's when I got scared. I thought something really bad happened but she said as far as she knew there was no current emergency. Then she said she needed to check my temperature and I was ready to bolt. I even considered quaking her just a tiny bit but instead I pulled the blanket up as tight as I could with one hand. She grabbed my hand and pulled it away and I let out a little…or maybe it was a big scream cuz she stopped and shook her head and called me Agent Johnson again. She wanted to know what was wrong and if my hand hurt. I shook my head and watched her snap this little black band kinda wristwatch thing on my wrist. She said it was something Fitz rigged up and it was supposed to be surprise for some kid but things changed. For a minute I thought maybe….just maybe so I looked at my feet that weren't really that far away and didn't even reach to the middle of the bed…so no I was still little me. She was still holding my hand and shaking her head. She said, 'hmmm, a little higher than we like it' then put my hand down and walked out. I pulled my hand close so I could see this thing like some kind of bit fit or fibits or whatever the heck it was. Yep it said 103º. Kinda high for a kid but probably not an inhuman kid. Simmons told me the medicine in the IV would take care of the fever but like I said, the IV was gone. I wondered if this wonder tech took it out before I woke up. I had a lot to tell Simmons about this person she left me with. A minute later she came back with a little cup and a glass of water. She just held them out to me and I looked at them. She never smiled, not even once. She just shook that little cup at me and breathed a mad breath.
"Agent Johnson, I don't have all day." That's what she said to me and I just looked at the little white pills in the cup right before she pushed them into my hand. I tried to tell her I couldn't take them but she said they were safe. HA! Dummy I meant I couldn't take them, like swallow them. It was some damn dumb throwback to when I really was a kid. I could never swallow a pill. It just got stuck and I gagged and it started melting in the back of my throat and well it wasn't pretty. I pushed them back at her and shook my head. She told me to stop being ridiculous and just take the pills. Then she shook it at me again. So I let out a mad breath and took them put them in my mouth and grabbed the water.
Med-tech Martha was not happy when she had to clean up the mess. She got even though cuz she came back with a damn shot and guess what the target was.
Day 74 Lunch – I was pretty sure May would come with lunch. Since Coulson had to be off base I knew it wouldn't be my favorite grilled cheese but anything would be better than that crappy breakfast. Anyway the whole morning was so boring. This med-tech, Urfman, didn't talk much and all the books and things May and Simmons gave me to pass the time were gone. I really wished for my laptop. She gave me a bunch of forms and said the director wanted them completed today. Damn they were mission reports…real mission reports for the Hale fiasco. I didn't miss paperwork. I really hate paperwork. Fitz gave me this little soccer ball that I could bounce to the wall and then catch it and bounce it back. I was pretty good at one handing it but it was gone too. I asked her what happened to all my stuff and she just shrugged her shoulders and said he didn't see it or know what happened to it. So now I just couldn't wait for lunch. Maybe Yoyo would bring it and that meant chocolate pudding.
When I heard someone coming it was like Christmas! Except it was just another tech I didn't know with a tray that he put down on the bed table thing and pushed it to where I could reach. It was some kind of green soup that smelled like broccoli, a pack of crackers, some kind of odd colored fruit in a little cup and a cola. I had to chew the crackers open so I could eat them with the cola. The cola didn't make me as happy as the coffee but it was sweet and cold. Another thing I hadn't had in a long time.
But no May…no Yoyo…no Simmons…
I guess it isn't just over…I guess they're still pretty mad at me.
Day 75 I didn't see anybody but Urfman all day yesterday. I didn't even look at what supper was cuz I could smell those damn brussel sprouts. I didn't care either. Dumb Urfman tried the pills again and enjoyed a repeat performance of my puking up my guts. I guess today she'll just show up with the damn butt-shot. I looked at the fever checker watch. It's just 101º today so maybe she'll just leave me alone. Breakfast was kinda soupy oatmeal with raisins. YUCK…but I did get more coffee that I tried again but it tasted worse than yesterday. I didn't try peeling the orange and Urfman told me the Vitamin C would be a good idea but it was my choice. I started to ask about May and she just told me everyone was doing their job just like they did every other day. She didn't know anything about Coulson or when he'd be back. She said she didn't have that clearance level. I asked for my laptop and she said I was supposed to be resting. When she left I just cried like a dumb baby.
Lunch wasn't too bad. It was chicken soup, the kind from a can not like the kind Coulson makes. I didn't eat supper again. I didn't care what it was and I was really tired of being alone then Simmons came in and I never wanted to hug somebody so much in my life. I expected her to tell me about being so busy with some new mission and saying she was sorry for leaving me alone for two whole days with Med-tech Marsha but she just looked at the chart at the bottom of the bed and asked how I was feeling. She brought in one of those rolling X-ray machines and took a couple pictures but she didn't show them to me like she usually did. She said things looked very good and asked if I needed anything.
That's when I lost it. I started screaming that I needed to see her and May and Coulson and everybody and where were they and what the hell was going on. She patted my good shoulder and said I need to take a few breaths and calm down. Then she asked me if I wanted her to give me something to help me do that. I screamed no at her and said I wanted May that I wanted to see her and talk to her. She told me May was busy and I was so tired of hearing that dumb excuse. And that dumb med-tech snuck in and jabbed me with something and then it was lights out.
Day 77 It was the same thing all week. Simmons came in everyday but only acted all doctory. At least she gave me some awful tasting liquid in case the fever came back but it kept doing down until it was normal enough for her and the evil med-tech-troll that never EVER smiled. Coulson came back and he stopped in 'just to check-in'. He said I looked good and patted my foot. He said everything was fine and that they were just checking some of the intel they got from the bug I planted. He said he was pretty sure the cameras were all knocked out and Hale never saw what really happened. What they heard through my bug was Hale's people believed it was some kind of explosion. I guess I lucked out. He said he appreciated the paperwork being completed so quickly. I asked if he could make lunch and he said he'd see if there was time today and then he was gone. He said he had to help May move some stuff and for me to take care. I think there was more going on than he was saying.
I didn't see anyone else until Simmons came right after the supper I didn't eat. She just looked at the soggy spaghetti and wilty salad with sour dressing. She said I needed to eat and I said YUCK and she said it was my choice but being hungry was not very wise. I told her if nothing else I could chew the damn skin off an orange for breakfast tomorrow. She just shook her head and said the sarcasm really wasn't necessary. She checked my magic temperature watch and said good night.
Day 78 No med-tech Marsha today because Simmons says I am good enough to get out of here. No fever for three days and I got to walk all the way to the bathroom all by myself. It was kinda hard wrangling my clothes up and down but I did with no help at all. She told me I could get my own breakfast and then rest in my own bed and that was the best thing I'd heard in forever. This kinda cast shirt sleeve thing has to stay on a little bit longer but it isn't too bad now that I can move and it doesn't hurt as much. I got on my jeans and a too big sweatshirt but had to tuck my laces inside my shoes cuz I couldn't tie them and then I was off to the commissary to find something edible and real coffee…and nobody stopped me. I got the cup and poured it in and got the cream and the sugar and even a packet of hot chocolate and mixed up my favorite caffeine fix. I just can't figure out why it doesn't taste as good as it used too. Maybe they're using some new kind of coffee or maybe there's something wrong with the pot in this place. I think I miss Bunny.
I checked out the cereal selection and didn't find anything that looked good but I knew May had English Muffins and that great plum jelly in our bunk so I decided to head there. And maybe tea would be good instead of that nasty coffee in this place. I couldn't wait to see the place. I just wanted to be home.
But nobody was there and my room…my room was…was empty. Everything was gone. All that was left was the chair and a bare mattress on the bed frame. I thought they just left but when I turned around May was just standing there. She looked at me for second and said they moved my stuff into a private bunk down the hall. She moved so I could go out the door and then showed me where it was. She said they told the cyber-school I was done with the program and then something about what she told them as an excuse but I wasn't listening anymore. My laptop was there and May showed me where they put all my stuff in the drawers. She told me there was no private bathrooms in these bunks and pointed to the door where the lavs and showers were.
I just didn't say anything.
She said to let her know if she forgot anything and said she'd see me later.
She closed the door and I just stood there staring at it.
I didn't see Ling-a-ling anywhere.
