What to Expect When You're Expecting: Demigod Edition-

A.N.: so I did mention that this story would be published in my last update for Roadtrip! And as promised, here it is. Hopefully, you will enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I solemnly swear that I don't own PJO

One: Annabeth PoV

Now was the great verdict.

And usually, I don't associate important moments of my life with crouching over a toilet, but I guess there's a first for everything.

I checked the test carefully, heart pounding. It didn't really matter whether or not it was positive. I mean, we weren't looking for a baby, but we weren't exactly saying no to the idea either. Percy and I had been married for a year, and I was twenty-six years old. Maybe you think we're too young, but for demigods, you have to live with the expectation that some monsters going to jump out of the shadows at any moment and chomp you up for breakfast.

Outside, I could hear the trademark thrum of Manhattan, where we were staying for the time being until I could finish designing New Athens at camp, which was were Percy and I would probably end up living. So far, my sketches looked promising.

The little slip of paper had a little baby blue positive on the right end.

My heart jumped into my throat as I stood up and flushed the toilet.

I was pregnant.

There was a little baby inside of me.

I closed my eyes and breathed slow yoga breaths that Rachel had demonstrated at her classes that she now held at camp, in her Oracle cave. Not your typical summer job, but she managed to wedge in some painting on her free time.

Oh, gods, when am I going to tell Percy?

He wouldn't be mad, I knew that much. Scared? Intimidated? Possibly. He'd told me before that he was unsure if he would make a good dad, just because he hadn't really had one around when he was younger, unless you count his first stepdad, Gabe. He didn't.

I had a meeting with the Cyclops architects that my mother had hired to build New Athens later, and then at six I was meeting Percy for dinner at our favorite restaurant; a cute little Chinese place that Zeus liked.

Dinner at six. I opened my eyes and told myself firmly that all I was doing was telling my husband that I was pregnant over a plate of sesame chicken and lo mane. And its not like we hadn't discussed topics that were slightly more daunting than the idea of becoming parents.

I left the bathroom and walked over to my silver Mac on the kitchen table, sliding into a chair and turning it on. Even though I felt like I was pregnant now, I was still Annabeth Chase, and I still had buildings to finalize. Nothing could stop me from doing everything.

Sometimes it sucks to have your fatal flaw be hubris.

I nervously scribbled some notes onto a piece of paper, the diameter of the gold dome that would sit on top of a model of the Hall of the Gods. Instead of building multiple temples, I'd decided to conserve building resources and build one big hall, and instead of thrones, there could be a brazier for each god to use for sacrifices and offerings.

Genius, right?

I know. I am an Athena kid, after all.

I glanced at the clock. It was two thirty.

Three and a half hours until six.

I sighed. It was going to be a long wait.

I left camp feeling elated. New Athens was looking good, and I had an hour to get ready for dinner at home. Percy would meet me there, since he worked a little late on Thursdays at the lab. He was a marine biologist, and even though he could be a Seaweed Brain, he'd managed to get his Master's degree. With a little help from yours truly of course.

I stepped through the door of our apartment and kicked off my shoes by the doormat, discarding my purse and jacket on the kitchen table and heading towards the closet in our bedroom. The Chinese place wasn't too fancy, and I didn't want to overdo anything that might make Percy suspicious.

I settled for a nice pair of dark skinny jeans, nude heels and a white blouse. I pinned my hair back in a gentle half up half down, slipping my now ancient owl earrings in my ears. When in doubt, resort to the classics. I glanced at my reflection in the bathroom mirror after swiping on some mascara and lip balm. I wasn't showing yet, that's for sure. As far as I knew, I'd only been pregnant for two weeks, since you couldn't really predict it sooner than that, even with a test. It would take a month or two until people would be able to tell.

Oh gods. Then I'd have to go shopping for maternity clothes. Maybe I could convince Piper to come with me, so even if I was pregnant architect, I would still be a stylish expecting architect.

Yeah, despite her normal demeanor towards her love and beauty goddess genetics, she was now a fashion designer working under Michael Kors.

And yes, I mean that Michael Kors.

Of course, she and Jason regularly commuted between Manhattan and New Rome. They'd been married earlier in the year, at twenty-three. Like I said, live like you're dying.

Despite how time could change things, not much had changed between our circle of friends. Sure, we were older, with college degrees and jobs and in some cases, spouses, but we were still us. Leo and Reyna had recently (and finally) gotten engaged last month, and their wedding was coming up this summer. Hazel and Frank were still together, and Thalia was still endlessly fifteen, racing around the country and killing monsters, now a seasoned pro. Nico was working in L.A., trying to reduce the ghostly traffic for Charon, Rachel was teaching her yoga classes, painting masterpieces and predicting the future at Camp Half Blood. Older, but not really all that different.

I checked the clock. Five forty five. I'd better get going.

Locking the door to the apartment behind me, I slung my purse over my shoulder and headed into the parking garage beside our complex, sliding into my classy silver Mustang. One of the perks of having a goddess for a mom is that you reap some serious rewards. The car had been a wedding gift, since she'd finally accepted the idea of Percy being a son of Poseidon, and that I was going to marry him no matter what she said.

I was jarred from my reverie at the realization that yeah, I was going to have to tell her that I was pregnant at some point.

And my dad.

And Percy's parents.

Not that I was worried about Sally and Paul, or even Poseidon. They would make great grandparents, whether or not they were mortal or Olympian. My dad was probably going to have to get used to the idea first. He was fine with me being married, but I was his only daughter. And Athena… might be a little… difficult.

Sighing, I pulled out of the parking garage. This was definitely going to be an interesting next few days, that's for sure.

Okay, so that was a nice, if uneventful, start. I wanted to just brief what the gang was up to, so you'd have a general idea. And yes, the next chapter will be from both Annabeth and Percy's point of view, I think. After that… let's say we'll make a visit to Piper and Jason. Or maybe Rachel. I guess you'll have to wait and see JPlease review, constructive criticism is ALWAYS appreciated!

-NotsoSugarQueen