One-Shot 8: Stormy Nights and Lying Boys

It was a Saturday night. It was raining and Hailey and Travis Stoll listened to the pitter patter of droplets hit against the environment outside.

The sound of thunder rumbled throughout the house and Hailey hugged her father's torso closer to her in fear and hid her face against his side. She was scared of thunderstorms. She hated them with a burning passion.

Her father just wrapped his arms around her and held her closer. He kept her safe. And she was thankful of that. But still, tears formed in her eyes and he could feel his shirt moisten a little bit in one area with little girl tears.

"Is Jacob gonna die?" she asked. Earlier that evening she had pushed Jacob down the stairs and he landed head first at the bottom step. His head was bleeding and he just stared at both parents with glassy eyes. Katie freaked out and took him to the emergency room.

"No," Travis replied. "He's not because he always comes through with things like this,"

"But mommy…"

"Your mommy was just overreacting like she always does," Travis assured her. "Don't worry," he remembered all the times when Katie and him fought. She would always say things she didn't mean. It was a thing with Demeter kids. He sometimes had to tell himself that when he'd actually start believe the things she said.

But he didn't know that she sometimes believed the things that he said. It was the only similarity with Demeter and Hermes kids.

But he loved her nonetheless even though they hardly ever said it to each other.

"But what if?" she asked. "What if she wasn't overreacting?"

"Trust me, she was overreacting," he assures her again. "I promise."

"You promise?" she asked.

"Yes, I promise,"

They sat in silence before she said, "I hate thunder,"

"I do to," he replied.

Then she said, "Why do you like mommy?"

"What?"

She rolled her eyes. Adults were so stupid. When you asked them questions they looked at you all surprised like you should know the answer or that they don't get asked the question a lot.

Like the time her mommy's co-worker Gretchen asked her why did she do coitus other than the purposes of making offspring. Her mother almost choked on her tea and screamed: "WHAT? Why do you ask me that in front of my child? WHO IS ONLY FIVE YEARS OLD FOR GOD SAKES!"

Hailey didn't even know what coitus was so why her mother would be freaking out? But then again Gretchen was weird.

"I said, why do you like mommy?"

Travis just sat there. Usually when one of his kids asked him a question he didn't want to really answer or didn't know how to answer he would just direct them towards their mother and they'd go ask her. But at this instance Katie wasn't home and plus she couldn't really answer this question.

He just shrugged. "I don't really know," he replied.

He smiled in amusement when his daughter gave him an unsatisfied look. "What? You have to know! Why would you even marry her if you didn't know why?" she crossed her arms and stuck her tongue out at him.

He just reached over to tickle her. The little girl burst into fits of laughter as she tried to push away his arms. "S-stop it!" she giggled as the hands attacked her armpits and tummy. "I'll bite you!" she squealed.

He stopped. "Oh really? You'd bite your own father?" he teased.

She had a very serious look on her face. "Yes, yes I will."

He just poked her tummy again and she giggled a little bit. But in the back of his mind he was remembering the time Hailey bit his wife's nipple for the first time.

So she was just nursing as usual in their room. Everything was normal until he heard a scream.

He ran upstairs to see what was happening and he saw his wife still screaming. "Oh my gods she bit me!" she screamed.

"So what?" he asked. "She bites you all the time."

"I'M BLEEDING SMART ONE!" she snapped as she lowered her palm to show her injury. He was met by something he won't describe again.

Ever since then there was a little scar there. He'd always point it out and she'd just smack him and say, "She's your daughter,"

After an hour he was left in silence of T.V. while listening to the soft breathing of his daughter. His iPhone buzzed and he picked it up. It was a text message from Katie.

It read:

Oh gods, he claims he doesn't remember anything. Gods, Travis. He better not be lying. I'll kill you if he's lying.

He smiled and replied with:

Well, why are you going to kill me?

A few minutes later she responded with:

Because, he's your damn son and you gave him a little bit of your craziness.

It was either is ADHD or his lack of interest of the T.V. that he shut it off. He stood up and watched his little girl flop face first onto the cushion but still stay asleep. He smiled in amusement as he picked her up. Her head rested at the crook of and her long wavy hair draped over his shoulder.

He made his way upstairs and passed a room with a crib. They were expecting another one—a girl. This time Katie wanted to know what the sex of the baby was so they were a bit more prepared on what they wanted to name it.

He picked Rosalie. People would have thought that Katie named her since of her whole 'child of Demeter' thing. But he liked that name. He didn't know why but he did.

He opened the door to Hailey's room and set her down on the bed. She tossed a little bit and her green eyes opened sleepily. "Kiss me goodnight," she commanded with a small yawn.

"What?"

"Mommy always does that when I'm going to go to sleep and mommy is not here so you'll just have to do," she replied with a small smirk.

"Well, why can't you just wait until she gets home?" Travis asked.

She crossed her arms. "Because, I don't wanna wait,"

He could see why Katie said that their daughter acted like him. He was as stubborn as she was. He let out a sigh of defeat and he heard her let out a little girl giggle as he bent down and gently kissed her forehead.

"There, are you satisfied?" he asked. She smiled and then grabbed for his face and then kissed his cheek.

"Yes Daddy, thank you,"

"You're welcome, goodnight,"

"Goodnight,"

He went downstairs to work on something for work. A few hours later he heard the sound of keys unlocking a door. He looked up and saw his wife walk in. Her green eyes were tired and a little bit puffy. Probably from crying. She was also carrying a sleeping blonde haired boy. Her belly area was enlarged from six months of carrying another small person with her.

He watched her go upstairs for a good 15 minutes and then come back down. She plopped down on the couch so close next to them that their legs touched. But it was a given when you were married to the person you were sitting next to or in a romantic relationship.

"So, how was it?" he asked closing his laptop. She rested her head on his shoulder.

"I'll kill you tomorrow," she started breathlessly. "I'm just too tired now."

He kissed her forehead and she nuzzled her head closer into the crook of his neck.

"Ok, just don't kill me fully or that baby won't have a father,"

She smacked him but then leaned over to kiss him on the lips.

Thanks for reading! So a reader by the name of Mockingjayswillburn suggested a Hailey and Travis scene where they were all daddy daughter like. And I've had something in my mind so she was just on time since I don't really take suggestions from people.

So I'll know if you read these author notes if you don't review with a suggestion :D. Well you can suggest but I probably won't do it unless if I PM you back saying that I'll consider it.

To all my trilogy readers, I'll be working on the next chapter as soon as this is posted. Because when I write chapters for Fanfiction I usually write one chapter at a time so I can focus all my energy on the one thing and not get mixed feelings. So I think you'll have to wait a week or a few days or tomorrow if I'm really inspired for what will be going on.

So once again thanks for reading!