There aren't enough Dott fan-fictions to my satisfaction, so I decided to write one.-sorrowXdarkness

Connecting With You

Chapter 4

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"Goodnight! Thanks again for your help." Kate said, waving at the two figures walking away from the animal shelter. Today marked the fifth day and it was a glorious day. Five dogs got adopted, including a 10 year old beagle. I could not help, but to smile. I smiled as I turned my sights on the guy that gave a second chance to an old beagle that was previously used for sports. What a cruel world we must live in that allowed the use of these poor animals for the sake of hunting other poor defenseless animal. Once they reached their prime, they were then abandoned on the streets with no care for their well-being.

That beagle was luckily rescued and now adopted to a lovely couple. I could see clearly the smile planted on Scott's face. These last few days, I saw what Scott did to help the animals in the shelter. He made them presentable and gave each person that came by a brief summary of the animal they were interested in adopting. It surprised me how well he memorized each one and without using of index cards. That showed me how much he cared, evident by his aura right now.

They were clear and vibrant. Something I never expected, much less saw within Scott. He was indeed a mystery; along with happy. Compared to when we first saw each one once again, I like this transparent Scott more.

"Could you stop grinning like that."

Scott must have seen my smile. He turned that sweet look he had into a frown. It was endearing actually.

"I was only mimicking what you were feeling." I replied. I turned away, looking at the path ahead.

I waited for a wisecrack from the ginger boy. I waited trice the time expected from him until he finally spoke back.

"Right...now I feel tired."

"You did a lot today." I said. In truth, he did a lot every day. He continued to find support within the town to fund and maintain the small place between 3rd and 5th street. It made me wondered. What happened to you Scott after our last encounter? I heard a few things here and there, but I was sure they were only the very tip of the iceberg. Was Scott always this passionate about the animals? No... Did something happen?

"Hey." A voice said along with their hand on my shoulder.

I turned and saw Scott. He gestured with his head and it was then that I realized that I was so caught up in my mind that I passed our home. Our home? I never thought I would say those two words together when referring myself with Scott.

"Sorry, I got distracted." I apologized, unable to contain the sudden rush of blood circulating across my face. Scott must have seen it, but said nothing as he unlocked the door and allowed me to enter first before following suit. Closing the door, we ascended the stairs. When we arrived to the top, I began to wonder what I would do with the remainder of my time. Tomorrow was Saturday, so the animal shelter would be closed at 5. Then on Sunday, it would be closed at 3 in the afternoon. What should I do on those days after work? Go out with Scott to eat?

I continued to think in my room before turning to see what Scott was doing. I heard his voice, and discovered he was on the phone. Did the phone ring? Lately, my mind seemed to be occupied. So much that I was not aware of what was happening around me. Most of what went through my mind was mostly about Scott and the way he was right now. When I tuned in on his conversation, I could feel treads of worry etched to the strands leaking out of his core.

"Franklin St...how bad?" His voice was filled with concern, proving what I sensed before. "I'll be there. Please stay with her until I get there. Hey, and thanks."

Who was he speaking to? Whoever it was, he thanked them. My curiosity had reached its peak as Scott was in the process of leaving. He put on a jacket and was about to leave his room.

He noticed my presence by the doorway of my room. I was looking at him.

"Is everything alright?" I was worried. What was going on?

Scott looked at me for a moment before sighing. "It's Chloe. She's hurt and trapped somewhere. I have to go now." He quickly made his way, but an outstretched hand halted his movement; that hand was mine.

"I'm coming too."

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We quickly made our way through the small town. It was getting dark, evident by the streetlights being turned on. The yellow star that existed along mother-nature was in the midst of descending into the earth, but Scott has shown no sign of slowing down. I had no problem in keeping up, as we made our way toward our destination. When we arrived there, I was surprised to see who was crouching down on the ground. She was a high school student, wearing trendy clothes and high heels that stretched close to her knees. Her hair was made into two pigtails that ran down past her neck. I took interest in her as I felt that I had seen her somewhere, but I became stunned by what I sensed.

"Scott! Thank heavens you're here." The familiar girl said as she latched her hands over his arms. "Come!" She pulled the sleeve of his jacket as we were shown a metal drain by the side of a sidewalk. "I don't know how it happened, but I found Chloe inside there. Look."

True as she spoke, a cat was indeed stuck behind the metal bar of a drain. There was a small gap on the side, but not enough footing for her to get out.

"Get back." Scott said, we both followed his directions as he took out his jacket and began to pull on the bars. "I think... I can pull the...bar...opppeen." Toward the end, Scott managed to pull the metal drain loose. He placed it on the sidewalk and reached in.

Just as I was about to say of his success in getting the drain off, the other girl beat me to it.

"Scott, you did it!" She embraced Scott from behind as Scott carried out Chloe. As she pressed her body onto the backside of Scott's body, I felt a sudden pang in my chest.

"Kitty, would you mind getting off!" Said Scott as he lifted himself up with both Chloe and 'Kitty'.

"You should really let go." I found myself saying. This Kitty person finally took notice of me as she got off.

"Oh, hi!" Kitty said as she pulled me in and took a photograph of us two rather forcefully. "Oh, don't we look nice?" She displayed the digital photo to me.

"Um...who are you?" I tried to reading into her, but found that I couldn't. Well, I could, but could not. I never came across someone as clear as her. By clear, I meant nearly invisible aura. Hers was practically glass as if what I could see superficially was what dwelled within her. She was clearly true of herself and to herself.

That made it really difficult for me to read into her aura.

"Right, sorry. I tend to do that a lot. My sister occasionally said that I'm impulsive. The name's Kitty. And you?"

"Dawn." I said, as I noticed Scott using his jacket as a cushion for Chloe.

"So cute! You're like so small, it's adorable." She squealed. Was that supposed to be a compliment?

"Thank you?" I knew I was petite, but did that right away made me cute? No guy never said that to me before, not even Scott. Not that I want him to tell me I'm cute. Oh no. I could imagine Scott's voice saying those lines. Oh my... Suddenly, I felt the heat coming from my face, as Kitty squealed once more.

"Oh! You're blushing...now you're cuter than before." She said, embracing me again in a tight hug. If only she knew the cause. There was no way that I was going to tell her though. Her chest was pressing into my face as my vision was blocked. I couldn't see or focus as Scott made his way to us.

"Hold her for a bit." Said Scott. When I heard that, I quickly assumed he meant me. Kitty was kind enough to let go of me, as I began to stretch out my hands. I was wrong as he passed Chloe along with his jacket to the other girl. He then turned his attention to the hole that had the metal drain. As he handled with returning the metal drain back to its place, my sights were on Chloe and 'Kitty'. Chloe seemed to be fine with her, unlike with me.

"Chloe, you had us so scared. Don't ever do that again, okay?"

The cat said nothing, she was already in the midst of falling asleep. She was tired and simply wanted to sleep it away. Even so, the girl smiled. "Typical Chloe."

"Come on. We're going." Scott said. Kitty returned Chloe to Scott's arms.

"Right. Then, I better go before it gets too dark." Kitty said as she dashed the opposite direction.

What happened next, startled my inner core. Mother-nature, was this your plan?

"Kitty!" Scott pierced my ears, as I was sure it did with Kitty's since she stopped and turned around. "Call me when you get home safely!"

There was a pause before she answered back. "Okay! I will!" She shouted back before making her way home. Her figure began to disappeared as I turned and tried to catch up with Scott.

When I got to his side, I took a quick glance. He had a stern look, but Chloe didn't seem to mind. She was already asleep as Scott comfortably carried her. As we walked back home, I debated on asking Scott about that girl we met.

They were obviously close, with past history. How?

Returning to the building, I took the keys from Scott when I noticed how difficult it was with a sleeping cat in his arms. I opened the door, and gestured for him to enter first. He did, and I closed the door behind us as we went up the stairs. Scott naturally went to his room as I stood by the corridor. He placed Chloe on top of his bed before disappearing within his room. Thinking of what to do, I walked quietly to his doorway and knocked against the wooden frame.

"Scott?"

"Hm?" He didn't turn, instead was looking for something within one of his drawers.

"I just want to say how surprised I was in seeing that girl." I could tell something was different within me.

"Surprised by the fact that I have a friend?"

"Yes." I somehow found myself saying.

That may have come off wrong as something within Scott's aura began to shift. He turned to me, and walked to my face. With my short stature, Scott looked down at him. I could sense that Scott was angry with me. "I know what I did back in the island was unforgivable, but there were other people in the game that was solely out to get the mil-" He shouted.

The intensity of his rage did more than cause my spine to shiver. My body could not withstand his negative energy as I crouched down with my eyes closed. He must have noticed because he stopped midway.

Sighing, Scott spoke again. "Never mind. Just please leave me be." He grabbed hold of my hand, but I did nothing to resist. He opened and placed something on the palm of my hand.

Before I knew it, the door to his room was shut to my face. I found myself standing before his door. It was one of those rare moments where the answer was beyond what I could see. I brushed the side of the door with my hand. Scott was very angry; with me. I looked at what he gave me and let out gasp. I was sure tears were flowing down the side of my face, as I stared at a key with a string attached to it. He gave me a copy of his place. Scott... My hand brought the key close to my chest. I shouldn't see Scott as the evil manipulative demon that I thought he was back in the island. He's kind...warm...generous.

I decided to give him some space as I returned to my room. Scott was kind enough to allow me to stay with him. Although I have yet to repay the favor, I did something to him. I hurt him.

I decided to sleep for the night. The blanket Scott gave me was wrapped around me tightly as I closed my eyes. A moment before I could fall asleep, I heard a phone ringing. It belonged to Scott's as I realized what it meant. That girl from before was calling him. He picked up and I could pick up a small amount of the conversation, though barely. I shouldn't listen in to their conversation. I forced myself to expel all distraction outside my mind. I prayed that my relationship with Scott would improve the next day.

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When Dawn awoke, she found herself on her side. Her face was kept close to the blanket, and without much thought, she took in a deep breath of the polyester blanket. After she already took in the smell through her nostril, she came to realize what she did. It didn't have his smell. Even if it did, there should have been no reason for her to smell that blanket. So why did she?

She pulled away and lifted herself up. She went to the bathroom to get herself ready before leaving with Scott to go to the animal shelter. She found a note taped on the mirror.

Went to work early.

-Scott

She took the note; some of his energy was still emitting from the piece of paper. There was still some anger, but something else. She knew what it was. When she came back to Total Drama to see the final two contestants (Lightning and Cameron), she saw the state that Scott was in. He was damaged to the point where he was inside a machine (the Trauma Chair) to recover. Everyone laughed. Dawn was no exception as she laughed with no restraints at the sad yet well deserved state Scott was in. She paid no mind to the small tear that ran down the side of his face as everyone he met during Total Drama Revenge of the Island laughed and laughed at him. What she did then, was wrong. What she did yesterday was wrong. What exactly had she been doing?

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Author's Notes:

Well, I decided to post two chapters back to back (in a week time) of Connecting With You. Please let me know what you think of them. Until next time! sorrowXdarkness