Out Cold:
Camille heard a soft wailing and groaned, opening her heavy eyes. She started to crawl out of bed, when she felt a hand grab her wrist.
"You sleep, Camille. I'll take care of it."
Camille looked around. In the dark, she could just see Kendall's face. She and Kendall had married about a year ago, and they had a baby now. A baby that hated thunderstorms.
Kendall climbed out of bed. "I'll get her, don't worry. You need to get more sleep."
Camille sighed and lay back down. "Ok. Thanks."
Kendall just winked and left the room.
He walked down the hallway to the next room and opened it, hurrying over to the crib. "Hey, don't cry, Baby Girl," he mumbled, picking her up.
He sat down in a chair and cradled her against his chest. "It's ok."
He tried to hold in the yawn that was threatening to escape. Tracey had woken him and Camille up almost every night the past two weeks. She'd been teething for a while, so it wasn't really her fault, but it was still pretty irritating.
Kendall sighed and leaned back. At least Tracey was calming down now. Then Kendall heard the door open. He looked up.
Camille smiled at him. "I was getting lonely in that big bed, all by myself."
Kendall laughed. Camille made her way across the room, and got the fright of her life when she stepped on some sort of pointy object. She let out a squeal, and Tracey began to cry again.
Kendall groaned. "Whyyyyy?"
Camille smiled apologetically and sat down next to him, taking Tracey in her arms. She smiled and rocked Tracey back and forth, singing softly. She watched as Tracey's eyes began to close again. Then she felt sudden weight on her shoulder. She looked to her left and struggled not to burst out laughing.
Kendall's head was resting on her shoulder, and he was out cold. Camille smiled to herself as she listened to his soft snores. Maybe it wouldn't hurt if they stayed like this for the night. Camille leaned back and shut her eyes.
Soon enough, she was out cold too.