Cato looked at the deep bags under his eyes and sighed. He hadn't been sleeping well. He hadn't been sleeping at all, ever since his girlfriend had left. That was because he had a five month old to take care of now. A five month old who hadn't yet gotten used to the fact that his mother was gone. Zack was an easy baby at times. He didn't cry unless he was hungry and he easily went to sleep when he was tired. The problem; he wasn't tired most of the time. After one week of being a single father, Cato had decided to do what his mother had told him to do; he put up an ad for a babysitter.

Cato sighed again and professionally tied the blue tie around his neck without looking. Just then his cell phone started ringing. He pulled it out of his pocket and put it to his ear. "Hello?" He said wondering who would be calling so early. "Um, hello. Are you Mr. Cato?" A female voice asked.

"Yeah. How can I help you?" Cato answered as he slipped on his jacket.

"I saw your ad outside of the post office. I was wondering if the position is still open. Oh, by the way, I'm Stella."

Cato's ears perked up. "Yeah, the position is open. Why don't you come by this afternoon?"

Stella promised to come by at around 5 before hanging up. Cato ran a hand through his hair. Thank God someone was willing to take the job. He smiled as he thought that maybe that night he would finally be able to get some sleep.

Cato came home early that day, hoping that Stella would arrive soon. He had just grabbed a glass of juice when he heard crying from the nursery upstairs. He got up and ran up the stairs, two at a time. He got to the nursery and picked Zack up. Zack instantly quieted down and grabbed a fistful of Cato's shirt. His father rubbed his head and placed a kiss on Zack's forehead. "Awake now?" He asked and Zack tilted his head slightly.

Ding dong.

Cato grinned. "That should be Stella." He said to Zack who let out a yawn. Cato walked back down and opened the front door. A short girl with long brown hair stood on the front porch. "Hi!" She exclaimed. "I'm Stella."

Cato nodded and opened the door wider to let her in. She stepped inside and her eyes fell on Zack. "Oh my God! Is that the baby?" She reached out for Zack and Cato placed him in her arms. "Yep, that's the little man." He replied as Stella gushed over Zack. "He's so adorable. Aww..." Stella rubbed Zack's cheek, planting a few kisses here and there. Cato smiled as he watched her glow at the baby in her arms.

"Um, so at what timings are you free?" Cato asked.

Stella looked up. "Around 4:00. I'll be here at 4:15 sharp, is that okay?"

Cato nodded. "That's perfect. And when will you go back home in the evenings?"

"Whenever's fine, 12:00 at the latest I guess. I'll bring my homework with me, is that a problem?"

"No, no. That'll be better actually. Okay, so you can start on Monday, okay?"

Stella smiled. "Alright!"

As Cato walked into the kitchen, he silently thanked his mother for convincing him to get Zack a babysitter.