One-Shot 1: Travis' daughter and Katie's son

Katie Gardner—or should I say Stoll—was sitting on a rocking chair. Not that she was old, she was just trying to get Travis Stoll's daughter to shut up and go to sleep.

As she sat there letting the baby suck on her breast she wondered why Travis Stoll's daughter couldn't be like her son, quiet. Now that she realized it, her son never really cried unless if he got hurt.

Like every night he'd be asleep—or so she thought so, she didn't know her son was an insomniac—and every morning he'd just be sitting in his crib hugging his blanket waiting for her to get him out so he could live his baby existence.

She'd always notice he slept more than his sister in the mornings, but she still didn't know why.

"Is the demon causing you trouble?" A male voice asked. She shot him a look.

"Don't say that! She's your own daughter!" Katherine snapped. And then like on cue, the "demon" started crying. She quietly swore and started to comfort the baby.

"Ugh, why can't I just get a break?" Travis smiled.

"You clearly don't know how to silence her." He said once the baby quieted down and Katie set her back down in the cradle and the baby fell asleep. She put her hands on her hips.

"Okay Mr. Stoll, if you're so experienced in taking care of babies then when she cries at night you take care of her." He picked Katie up bridal style.

"Okay MRS. STOLL, I will."

The next night she heard the usual crying of their daughter. Travis got up like he was the king of the world and Katie got up and followed.

She couldn't wait to see how this was going to happen.

He walked into her room and took out the baby. He held the baby close to him and then put his finger on her lips.

The baby instantly shut up and started to coo. Katie stared at Travis in amazement.

"H-how the… how the fuck to do you do that?" She asked stunned. He put the baby back down in the crib and started walking out.

"When my mom wasn't a fashion designer she babysat for a living." He grimaced at the times when he, his brother, and his mother lived in a shitty apartment and hardly scraped by. "And whenever a kid would cry she just did that and stared at the thing for a long time and then it'd shut up. I think that's what she did with me and Conner."

They walked past the boy's room and then they both heard crying. They both looked at each other and swung the door open.

They both peered over the crib. To their surprise, there was nothing wrong with the baby, or so they thought so.

"Why are you crying little boy?" Katie cooed as she picked the small baby up. The baby hugged her chest and started crying even more.

After several attempts at trying to make him sleep, including the thing that Travis did, the baby was still crying.

And after a day and a half of this, they concluded that the boy had insomnia from the help of doctors and reasoning that Hermes had insomnia as well.

And that was the last of their worries.

I'm sorry that this was short but I wanted it to be short and sweet, well kind of. And if you're a new comer then hello! You'll probably not get any of this but I still hope you'll enjoy. These are just a series of one-shots so this isn't the last one I guess. So yea, thanks for reading and PEACE!