Dawn could feel her teeth chattering. Her fingers were playing with the helm of her dress, and her heart was thumping in her chest, ready to burst. Her nose took in the sharp smell on sanitizer, and she gulped.

" No need to worry, no need to worry." She kept muttering to herself.

But she couldn't stop worrying.

Because what was behind that door.... She dreaded.

She watched kids and adults go in and come out, alive.

But she couldn't bring herself to do that.

She didn't hear the chatter, everything warping in her brain.

Then, someone stuck their latex glove covered hand to her

She looked up to see her Auburn haired boy.

She had never seen Kenny in blue medical scrubs, and it worried her.

" Hiya Dee Dee."

Dawn gave him a tight smile. " H... Hi Kenny."

Kenny smiled warmly at her. " Come on, Dee Dee. It's not that bad, I promise."

" Promise?"

" I promise."

Dawn took Kenny's hand shakily, and he pulled her up and took her through the doors.

They walked through a large hall, but Dawn didn't notice.

She was too busy thinking of her doom.

What if Kenny accidentally poisons me? What if Kenny just pierces it in?! What if he gives me so many shots I die?! What i-

" Dawn? Earth to Dawn? Are you okay?"

Dawn's gaze snapped up to Kenny, who had stopped walking, hand still holding hers, looking back at her with concern in his eyes.

" I'm fine. No need to worry...." She managed to whisper.

Kenny didn't look convinced, but he didn't question anything.

He pulled her down the hall and into a room.

Green walls, green examination table, green everything.

Even the tray was green

The only thing that wasn't green was the bandaid layed on the tray, and that was blue.

And on the walls were pictures of him and his Pokemon, him and contests, and... Him and Dawn.

It managed to calm Dawn a little, but her heart was still thumping.

" Sit up here, Dee Dee." Kenny instructed, patting the table

She slowly crawled on and sat, looking at her fingers.

Kenny threw his gloves away, washed his hands, and took new gloves out, pulling them on his hands.

" How are you feeling?" Kenny asked.

Dawn didn't reply at first.

" Nervous."

" Why?"

Dawn didn't reply.

Kenny turned and observed Dawn.

The poor girl was shaking like a leaf, and she looked ready to burst into tears.

" Aw, Dawn...."

Dawn didn't look at him.

" It's just a small needle, Dee Dee, I promise. It won't hurt."

Dawn shook her head, tears already forming. " It always hurts, Kenny. No matter what."

Kenny gently tilted Dawn's face up and wiped the tears that escaped with his thumb. " Would it make you feel better if I took the gloves off?"

Dawn didn't reply, but she gave the slightest nod ever.

Kenny noticed, and took the gloves off, setting them to the side. " No use wasting perfectly clean gloves." He muttered.

Then he turned his full attention to Dawn. " You said it always hurt?"

Dawn nodded, embarrassed.

Kenny crawled onto the table. " Let's see why."

He gently placed a cool thumb on her arm and traced her veins.

Dawn gulped and grabbed his free arm, digging her nails into the blue cloth.

" A.... Am I okay?"

Kenny paused to look at Dawn. " Mhm."

Then he chuckled. " Ah. Now I see."

Dawn's eyes widened. " What? Is something wrong with me?"

Kenny shook his head, still smiling. " No no, Dee Dee. You're a clutcher."

" A what?"

"A clutcher," Kenny repeated, his smile soft and reassuring. "It's when you tense up and grip your muscles too tightly, especially when you're nervous. That makes it hurt more than it should."

Dawn blinked, her fingers still clutching his arm. "So... it's my fault it hurts?"

Kenny shook his head immediately, his voice gentle. "No, it's not your fault, Dee Dee. It's natural to be scared, and your body reacts. But it’s something we can work on together, okay?"

Dawn nodded slightly, though her grip didn’t loosen.

"Here, let me show you something." Kenny set her hand down and began to massage the muscles in her forearm gently. "Relax your arm, just like this. See how I’m moving your hand? That’s the feeling we want."

She hesitated, watching his movements. Slowly, she let her muscles loosen under his touch.

"Good girl," Kenny praised, his smile widening. "Now, while we’re at it, let’s try something else. Look at me."

Dawn glanced up, her nervous blue eyes meeting his steady gaze.

"Take a deep breath in," he said, demonstrating as he inhaled deeply, his chest rising. "Hold it... and now out."

Dawn followed suit, exhaling shakily at first, but with Kenny’s calm presence, her breathing steadied.

"Perfect," Kenny said warmly. "Now, let’s keep this up while I get ready, okay? If you start feeling nervous again, just grab my arm like before. Deal?"

Dawn nodded, her grip on his arm softening.

Kenny picked up the syringe from the tray, carefully preparing it while keeping an eye on her. "Remember, no tensing. Keep breathing, just like we practiced."

As he approached, Dawn’s heart began to race again. Her hand twitched toward his arm, and Kenny caught it, squeezing gently.

"I’m right here," he assured her. "Just focus on me. You’ve got this."

She nodded again, taking another deep breath as he gently placed his free hand on her arm.

"All done!" Kenny announced cheerfully just a second later, stepping back with a grin.

Dawn blinked, her eyes darting to her arm. "Wait, that’s it?"

"That’s it," Kenny confirmed, peeling the blue bandaid from the tray and carefully sticking it over the small puncture. "See? You did amazing, Dee Dee."

Dawn let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding, a small smile creeping onto her face. "It didn’t even hurt..."

Kenny laughed, ruffling her hair affectionately. "Told you. Just needed a little trust and relaxation."

She rolled her eyes playfully, finally relaxing on the table. "Thanks, Kenny."

"Always," he replied, his tone sincere. "Now, how about a treat for being so brave? Ice cream sound good?"

Dawn’s smile grew. "You’re the best doctor ever."

Kenny smirked, grabbing her hand to help her off the table. "Don’t forget it."