Hank didn't mind being a single parent. It was hard at first, getting used to a baby that wasn't Cole, but he'd manage. You were usually well behaved for an infant, but you were a toddler now. He'd left you in bed to go to sleep but you'd been wailing and screaming bloody murder all night. He would come into the room and you seemed fine, but every time you woke up alone you'd start crying again. Eventually he came too your room once more. It was nearly 3 am now.

"Alright, pumpkin. C'mon, what's the matter?"