Olivia sighs as you once again for the third time, spit your pacifier out and continue crying. It's been all night with you. She honestly has no idea what you want anymore. You weren't like this any other night she babysat you. Maybe something happened? Maybe you're sick? But then your parents would've said something at least. Either way, you gotta go to sleep so she can go to sleep.

Olive: Oh no no no no c'mon! This is your favorite pacifier right? I don't know what's wrong sweetheart! I tried tickling, cuddling, and rocking!

She picks you up once again and starts rubbing your back. Olivia is exhausted. She needs help, so the first person she calls is her friend Layla Keating.