Clint didn't notice at first, having dozed a little bit, but the crying woke him. He was off the bed and half way to the door though, before he realized the sound was coming from behind him, not the other room. "Maria?" The word was barely more than a gasp and he was quickly walking to her crib. "Oh Maria." he whispered, eyes damp as he carefully untangled her from the blankets and scooped her up to his chest. "I missed you so much baby." He rocked slowly, hoping to calm her.