Rafe was pleasantly surprised with how the night's going. He usually hated night shifts in the ER, too many drunk and stupid people. And too many bad things happening in the dark. But today was different, it was calm. Not a lot was happening and boredom is always a good thing at the hospital.

Eventually, however, he saw three obviously drunk young girls. One of them was crying and had a bloody hand, and the others were leading her through the hallway. It just so happened that the girl ended up in his office, sniffling loudly. He noticed she was at least 5 years younger, but probably even more.

It was obvious that she was afraid of doctors, needles and everything related to the hospital. But her wound needed dressing badly. He decided to use a technique he had only used with small children. Distract her.

"Nice shoes. Very sparkly." He assumed a little compliment will work.