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I want to say sorry for taking so long to update. Life and writer's block got in my way a lot. I want to say thank you to everyone who has read and liked this story! I'm very grateful for all the follows and reviews! If you like this story, I'd love it if you'd all take a peek at my other stories, as well! Please and thank you! With much love, here's the next chapter of His Little Savior!

Chapter 4

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Kevin's heart was racing horribly at the thought of the needle that would soon be in his arm. He couldn't believe he was doing this, voluntarily letting someone stick him with one of those tiny instruments of evil. His breathing accelerated and he felt himself break out in a cold sweat.

"Woah Woah, honey. You need to calm down," said the nurse. She was taking his pulse as part of the prep work to draw his blood. "Your pulse needs to be below 100 beats per minute to donate blood. Right now you are at 105 beats. I'll give you a few minutes to try and calm down a bit. If you can't, well then we'll just have to wait for the blood bank."

'Shit…okay, man, you can do this.' Kevin thought to himself. He closed his eyes and took some deep breaths. 'Relax. It's just one small needle. Think of Double D. He needs blood. To replace the blood he lost saving YOUR ass. Just…Just don't think of the nee….NO! I SAID DON'T THINK ABOUT IT! Damnit.'

Kevin opened his eyes when he heard the nurse giggle. The cute, young nurse was laughing at him. God, could this get any more embarrassing? Kevin grit his teeth and closed his eyes again, forcing himself to focus on nothing but his breathing. When he felt sufficiently calmed, he held his hand out to the nurse.

"Down to 95 beats per minute. Good job," she said. "Okay, I'm going to start the process of drawing your blood now. Try to keep your arm relaxed." She wrapped the tourniquet around his arm to prep the vein. Kevin kept his eyes closed and head turned to the side to avoid seeing what was coming next. "Deep breath. You'll feel a slight pinch…Alright! It's in. That wasn't so bad was it?"

Kevin made a scoffing noise in the back of his throat in reply. He still refused to open his eyes. He felt the nurse place a small stress ball in his hand. He must have had a confused look on his face because she went on to explain to him that squeezing his hand could help speed the extraction process along. So squeeze he did.

It took about fifteen minutes for the pint unit to fill with his blood. Kevin did his best to stay calm by thinking of boring things; like math class. When it was time to remove the needle from his arm, Kevin squeezed the stress ball so hard his nails actually punctured holes in it. The nurse was impressed, telling him it took some real strength to rip into one of those things. The jock blushed, realizing she was laughing at him again.

He was sent back to the waiting room for a few minutes while they did whatever they needed to do to hook Edd up with his blood. The bandage wrapped around his elbow to keep the cotton swab stuff over his puncture wound was irritating. He was just about to rip it off when he heard his name called.

"Mr. Barr. You can see him now."