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Lesson 7: Don't get into a bar fight. Yes you'll win but you'll end up in the hospital.

"Bobbi, I'm going to need you to go to this location." said Coulson after handing Bobbi and sheet of paper.

"Why?" asked Bobbi

"Its May. She's in the hospital with a broken arm. I would go but I've got a full plate today."

"She broke her arm. How did she do that?"

"Its a long story but before you go I need to warn you about May's behavior on morphine."

"Oh good you're awake."

"Where am I?"

"The hospital. Let me go get the doctor." said the nurse before leaving the room.

The hospital? How did she get from the bar to the hospital? And why was she wearing a cast on her arm?

"Hello. How are you?" asked the doctor

"I'm fine. Do you know what happened because I don't."

"That would be the morphine. You were in a bar fight. It seems you were on the receiving end according to most of the witnesses while others said you were giving you're opponents a beat down. If you want to press charges, I can have the police here in an hour."

A bar fight? She broke her arm in a bar fight. How was that possible? There's no way any bar fight could break her arm. She would know, she's been in a few bar fights throughout her life.

"I won't be pressing charges. How long have I been on morphine?"

She can't be on morphine for a very long time, risk of secrets being spilled along with some other negative side affects.

"A couple of hours. You broke your arm in at least three places, so unless you want to feel pain every single time you move you're going to be on morphine for a while."

"I can handle it."

"I doubt it but let's finish this bag and then we'll talk alright. Also we found a phone number in your pocket, long story short your sister is here. I'll let you two talk." said the doctor before leaving.

Sister? She doesn't have a sister. Unless her mother was telling the truth about having a secret family which could explain why she was in the bar in the first place. No no no...she looked into that multiple times and didn't find anything. So…who is her sister?

"Hey sis." said Bobbi who walked into the room and sat in the chair next to her bed.

"What…."

Her and Bobbi were related?! The secret family is real.

"The hospital called and Coulson couldn't make it so he sent me."

Ok, that makes more sense.

"So no secret family. That's good."

Bobbi stared at her for a couple minutes before responding:

"Secret family? What?"

"Nothing. Do you have any idea what happened? They only told me I was in a bar fight."

"Some dudes were picking on some young girl and wouldn't leave her alone. You stepped in and they taunted you so you slammed one guys head on bar's counter."

"Awesome."

"He has a major concussion. His second friend threw you into a wall so you hit him with a chair but he didn't go down. Then you grabbed the broken chair pieces and stabbed him in the leg."

"I knew it, I was winning. So how did I get a broken arm then? I've been a ton of fights and I've never broken my arm before."

"Coulson was right."

"Right about what?"

"You're even grumpier when you're on morphine."

"I'm not grumpy, I just don't like what the morphine does to me."

"Fine not grumpy. Anyway the third guy stepped on your arm."

"He stepped on it? Where is he?" she said as she's trying to get up off her bed.

"And very demanding. Get back in the bed, you are in no shape to go running off."

"He stepped on my arm Bobbi. I have every right to go after him."

"You can't go after him because he's in jail. He's wanted for murder, you saved the police some trouble."

"Sure did, they should throw me a parade with a whole bunch of those giant balloons. I've always liked the giant turkey. You think turkeys ever come in that size?"

"And here comes the loopy, Coulson had you pegged to a tee. Do you want me to stay until you check out or will you be fine on your own?"

"You can stay the day but I'll be fine on my own."

"Nice as well. He said that only happened once in a blue moon."

"It's the morphine."

"Well you went through most of the stages expect one."

"If you tell anyone about the giant turkey, I'll make you regret it."

"And there's the threat."

Thanks for reading. Next up: May vs. her phone