Annabeth's POV
Ever since I was 12, I have never had a moment where I haven't felt like I needed to kill my boyfriend. Or at least punch him in the gut. But, oh man, this really takes the cake. Okay, let me explain, Percy and I have been best friends for 15 years, and we started dating around 5 years after we met, yeah I know, he really needed to pull his game together. (A/N: Sorry I'm not exactly sure when they started dating) And now, we're both 27 and married with college degrees, and we finally have a future, and it seems completely unreal. Percy and I never thought we'd make it past that summer during the war against Gaea, and if that we never thought we graduate high school, (well, Seaweed Brain didn't, I did), and if we did, college. Wow, we'd never even imagined college. But it all fell in place, and two of the most celebrated heroes of Olympus now live together in a cozy, quiet house, well as quiet as you can get in New York.
So, when I came back from my architecture firm early one day, only 3 days after coming back from our honeymoon, I was practically in tears, imagining all the ways that my dense husband could react to this news. Right before I entered the house I took a deep breath and brushed off my tears. Percy and I had been through everything together; it was going to be fine, and I was worried about nothing. With those positive thoughts running through my head, I opened the door took a deep breath and approached him. "Seaweed Brain, I-I- I'm pregnant."
I took a deep breath and looked at his eyes, they always betrayed his feelings to me. The piercing green orbs widened in surprise, and then he proceeded to go through a surprising amount of emotions. He looked a little shocked and nervous, and then pleased and then he seemed to have recovered from the news. If I had not been too busy looking into his eyes, I might have noticed the tiny smirk playing on his lips as he finally opened his mouth and responded,
"So, can we get a kiddy pool?"
Percy's POV
So, maybe that wasn't the smartest, or exactly the best thing to say after your hormonal and pregnant wife tells you she's pregnant, but in my defense, it is the first thing that popped into my head. So I like water, sue me, its all my dad's fault anyway. Sure, I probably should have said something normal like, 'Oh yay honey that's great!' which is, and I quote, exactly what Frank said to a devastated Hazel after she found she was pregnant out of wedlock. But in my defense, when have Annabeth and I ever been normal? Even as I said it, I knew it was completely the wrong thing to say, her grey eyes turned dark and her jaw clenched. But instead of the seething glare I usually receive when I put my foot in (Jason and Leo call it 'The Look'), her wide eyes filled with tears that were a second away and as she turned to run into our bedroom they began to splash down her face. `
At that point any emotions I was feeling melted away as I looked at her red eyes and I felt immensely guilty. Annabeth didn't cry. And she never backed down from an argument. And she never ever passed up the opportunity to yell at me. So naturally, all I wanted to do was take her into my arms and kiss away the tears. And then kill whomever it was that had made my Annabeth cry. But I couldn't do that, because it wasn't some jerk on the street, or Leo making a tactless joke, it was me. I had made her upset, and I knew I had to fix it.
"Annabeth, I'm sorry." I leaned against the closed door of the bedroom, and even though her silence pushed against me, I knew she was doing the same on the other side. "Annabeth the reason I said that is, well, because, I didn't think I'd actually have to tell you how happy I am about this, how when you told me I thought about how if it was a girl I'd dress her up and she'd be daddy's little princess, and if it was a boy, I'd teach him all about sports and we'd have our first beer together. I thought that you knew me well enough to know that despite whatever comes out of my seaweed brain mouth, I would still be overjoyed." The door handle twisted and the door creaked a little, so I went on. "Which I am, completely, totally overjoyed." I said a little breathlessly, aware that I was rambling on. She opened the door completely and I was greeted with a tear-stained face, her grey eyes rimmed with red and her lips twisted into the most heart-breaking smile I had ever seen. "Oh enough with the rant, Percy." She grinned and somehow her hands were around my neck, pushing my lips down to meet hers. And who was I not to comply with my pregnant (and scary) wife's wishes?
*The next morning*
Annabeth's POV
I stretched and my hand automatically went to my bedside table, a force of habit, but my hand slammed down on… not my snooze button? I turned to my left and saw a stack of blue pancakes. I smiled to myself, "Percy?" I called, as I got up, wearing Percy's shirt that barely covered me, but was somehow my favorite nightshirt, and Percy's too, when I wasn't wearing my shorts underneath them, like now. I heard a feminine voice call back from the kitchen where I was headed,
"Percy's just popped out for some syrup." There was a pause and then she added, "You know, for the pancakes." I nodded, it was just like him to go to the store and buy all the ingredients, but forget the syrup. Typical Seaweed brain. Wait a second, a voice in my head said, the clever little common sense one I had internally nicknamed, Mother. Who is that? Percy and I practically had the same friends, what with going to the same college and you know, knowing each other since we were 12! I un-rationally began to panic. That definitely wasn't Piper, or Hazel, or even Rachel, or even Clarisse (believe it or not, she and Percy had actually become very good friends). I ran through a list of females who we knew and I couldn't match the voice with anyone. So, I peeked my head around the corner to see, oh my god. I was completely straight I swear, I mean I was married to one of New York's 10 sexiest men, but My Olympus, she was beautiful.
She had that perfect hair that every girl wishes she has; extremely dark brown, almost black, but lightened with what looked like natural highlights, no doubt from many afternoons in the sun. It was smooth and glossy from the top, and then falling into soft ringlets at the bottom. She had an amazing figure, emphasized by her dark blue high-waisted shorts and too-small tee which said 'Goode is good' on it, it hung just above the waistline of her shorts and showed off some of her midriff. Her skin wasn't deathly white, but it wasn't an orange-y deep tan like mine was. I looked at her trying to find a flaw but I came up short, she had some music on and was dancing around the kitchen, a glass of wine in her hand. As I looked at her carefully I realized the jacket she was wearing said 'Jackson' on it, and 'swimming' underneath it, smaller. The front of it had a C on it, indicating that the jacket belong to a captain. This was the detail that finally shook me out of the stupor I was in. Who was she and why was she dancing around in my kitchen, drinking my wine and wearing my husband's old high school jacket? I finally walked out from behind the wall, clearing my throat as I did, forgetting that I was only wearing an old shirt. She turned around, startled and made to turn down the music as I started to speak. "Who the he-" I was cut off by the shrill sound of the doorbell before Percy stuck his head around the door and grinned at me. The mystery girl immediately ran into Percy's study at the sight of Percy, but he didn't seem to notice me.
"Hey, you might want to put some jeans on," he smirked. "Tyson's right behind me." I smiled fondly; Tyson was Percy's half brother, well, kind of. Anyway, ever since he went to work in Poseidon's underwater forges, we hardly saw him, even though we both loved him. I went into our bedroom and put on some jeans on hurriedly, anxious to see my half-brother-in-law, or whatever. When you had gods for parents, sometimes it was easier just to stick to brother, sister or nothing. As I walked out, Percy and Tyson's mouths dropped open in shock and they said slowly, and at the same time. "Oh, my, GOD!" A little confused, I replied, "It's just me, boys." Then they came running towards me, arms outstretched, they reached me, and… they kept running. I turned around to see the random stranger girl wearing my jacket behind me, I had completely forgotten about her as I had hastily made myself presentable for Tyson. When they were around 7 inches away from her she held out two hands, each one hitting the guys in the chest, and effectively cutting off their excited questions. "Calm down guys," she grinned and let out a perfect little laugh after seeing their faces. Tyson smiled sheepishly and looked down, but Percy leaned forward anyway and gave her a kiss on the cheek. I crossed my arms and leaned back, interested to know how long it would take for them to notice me at all. Percy and Tyson grinned at each other and Percy said, "Tradition is tradition, right bro?"
Tyson and the girl grinned at each other. "Ohhh yeah, it sure is." Grinning like a maniac Percy grabbed the girl (what is her NAME?) and hoisted her up onto his shoulders, (I feel like I should be at least A LOT jealous by now, which I am not, of course) while Tyson grabbed a can of whipped cream from the fridge. Percy then ran around our living room while Tyson tried to aim the squirty cream into the mystery girl's mouth. Key word being tried. At the end they were all rolling around on the floor laughing their heads off, and covered in whipped cream. Percy sat up, breathing heavily, and pulled the girl up too. The two sobered up from their laughter pretty quick, as they looked at each other. Suddenly, they grabbed each other in a big embrace and it didn't look like they were prepared to let go of each other any time soon. "I've missed you so much, Z" Percy said softly. I was about to just go and let them have a moment when I heard the reply: "Oh, Perce, I love you."
A/N: So who is this mystery girl that can make Percy forget all about his pregnant wife? Please review and fav/follow… I know this was super fluffy and not my best writing but it will get better. Hopefully. Anyway, I love PJO & HOO and I hope you guys love the story!