Sorry I didn't upload yesterday. I totally forgot it was Saturday. This is the last story I'll upload for a while. I'll still be writing but I think I just need a break and to take pressure off.

The title to this chapter is much like Changeling's and Raven's wedding story. They each have a love song but there's a ton of songs named Baby so pick your favorite!

As always, enjoy and review!

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Nightwing paced in a tight circle. "I can't hear you."

"Because of the screaming!" Bruce Wayne (Batman) yelled.

"Go to a different room."

"I am!"

Nightwing's eyes widened. I can hear him clearly! "Wow!"

Bruce glared through the communicator. "Just help me! It won't stop crying! I can't go anywhere in this house without hearing it!"

"First of all, stop calling him an it."

Bruce groaned.

"Second, it's been three days."

"That's all?!"

"Yes. Babies cry. If he has colic, he's going to cry for a while."

"Dear heavens…"

Nightwing's lips quirked before he set them in a straight line. "Damien is just new to the world. Give him a chance to get his bearings."

Bruce sighed. "Tim has fled. I haven't seen him since the first night. Selina has taken to crying along with him and Alfred wears earplugs."

Nightwing's lips twitched but he pulled them back in quickly. "It will get better. Cal cried all the time and Bas cried for a month straight. It'll get better."

"But they don't cry anymore?"

"Bas doesn't cry unless someone's upset and Cal doesn't cry unless something's legitimately wrong."

Bruce sighed again. "I suppose I should get off the phone and see to him."

"Does that mean you're not coming tomorrow?"

Bruce blinked slowly. "Do you not want me to come?"

"That's not what I said."

"That's not an answer."

Nightwing groaned. "Don't act like this. I'm getting married. It's supposed to be a happy day."

"Alright! I'll come. See you tomorrow."

"Nightwing out." Nightwing closed his communicator without waiting for his response. He was stressed enough without overcoming daddy issues, too.

He left the office and traveled to the common room. Changeling was there, pacing in a tight circle. "He might be wet. He might be hungry. He might be tired. He might be the spawn of Satan!"

Nightwing frowned and cocked his head.

"I don't know what you want from me! There doesn't have to be anything wrong with him! He can just cry! Why did you call me?! Whatever!" Changeling hung up.

Nightwing raised a brow. "Anything wrong?"

Changeling spun around and began to answer but his communicator rang. He snatched it up. "What?!"

Clark Kent's (Superman) voice rang out clearly. "Look, I'm sorry. I just haven't slept in two days. I'm not used to babies. I'll see you tomorrow."

Changeling nodded. "Changeling out." He closed the device and looked at Nightwing while blowing out a breath. "Why oh why couldn't Lois have kept that kid in for another week?"

Nightwing groaned. "I wish Selina had. Bruce isn't ready for this."

"He's having problems, too? What are the chances that their kids would be born the same day and both like to cry?"

"I know it's wrong but I'm enjoying how much trouble he's having. It's about time he had to conform to someone else's desires."

Changeling grinned. "I know Connor messin up Clark makes me laugh."

Nightwing blew out a breath. "Whew! I thought I was a bad son!"

"You are." Changeling laughed at Nightwing's look. "But I am, too."

The common room doors opened and Jinx stomped in.

"What's with you?"

Jinx stomped to the kitchen and yanked open the fridge door. She apparently couldn't find what she was looking for and slammed the door.

"Jinx!" Nightwing and Changeling walked over. "What's wrong?"

She whirled around and pressed a finger to Nightwing's chest. "Your fiancée's not about to drive me crazy!"

Both grimaced but Nightwing spoke. "Where is she?"

"She's driven everyone away! Raven won't come out of her room, Bee lost her temper and cursed and Terra cried."

"Yikes." Changeling shuffled away. "Does this mean I have to calm Rae down?"

"You should probably check on her." Jinx calmed herself.

"What's the problem now?" Nightwing asked as Changeling slipped out.

"She's freaking out over the ceremony and the last minute prep for the wedding here. She keeps calling everyone to make sure everything's on schedule. She's turned into a Bridezilla!"

"Not that I'm condoning her behavior but shouldn't she make sure everything's going according to plan?"

"Not every minute of the day! She's called the florist thrice! Today!"

Nightwing grimaced again. "I'll talk to her."

323

Nightwing knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

He pressed the button that would let him into Starfire's room. "Can we talk?"

"I am quite busy at the moment, Fiancé Nightwing. I have to phone the florists once more to make certain that we have the correct flowers-"

"Star." He cut in. "Here. Let's sit down. Give me the phone."

Starfire held onto it.

He struggled to take it from her. "Give me the phone."

She let it go.

He set the phone behind him. "You have to relax. It's just a wedding. The only thing that matters is that we're getting married. The flowers don't matter, the clothes don't matter-"

"My dressing!" Starfire clapped her hands to her face.

He pulled her hands down and held them. "It doesn't matter. As long as we say our vows, nothing else matters."

"And you will say words from your heart?"

He stuck his bottom lip out in a pout before pulling it back in. "I will."

Starfire smiled. "I will re the laxing. I apologize for running away our friends."

"They understand but maybe don't push your limits?"