For the record, Annabeth Chase became Annabeth Jackson (or she kept her name… I can't decide, but the changing-of-the-name was more effective for the purpose) approx. three years after the all was resolved with the Lost Hero story arc (I'm not even going to bother and speculate, but I think we can all sort of assume everything is going to work out in the end. That being said, as much as I LOVE the Percy character I would be super impressed with Mr. Riordan if he died… I don't think that will happen, however, because most authors these days don't have the guts to kill major characters, so I think we can totally say this story would fit within the story.)Annabeth and Percy have both gone to college; Annabeth majored in architecture and is going for her doctorate, while Percy majored in marine biology and works at an institute in his spare time. At the time of the story Annabeth is still working on Olympus and Percy spends most of his time working in conjunction with Camp Half-Blood to help rescue and train new demi-gods (especially with swords) while also helping is Dad out around his kingdom.

He smiled as he looked down at his wife's look of concentration. She was sitting on the floor of their apartment, looking over what appeared to be normal blue prints, but upon closer inspection were actually magical prints in which the roughly sketched building constantly revolved, allowing the designer to see all three-hundred and sixty degrees of the design. She didn't seem to notice as her husband walked toward her, calling her name. Finally, with a grin on his face, he reached a hand to cup her chin, forcing her to look up. Her startled grey eyes met his green ones, annoyance melting into joy and then slight annoyance again.

"Percy, I," he shushed her and knelt down so they were now on eye level. He used his thumb to trace the bags under her eyes, sighing as he did so.

"You look tired," he said, a smile appearing on his face as her lips formed a slight pout. "When was the last time you slept?"

"But I don't have time to sleep! Olympus…" she began, but was once again cut off.

"Won't fall out of the sky if you rest for one night," he smiled, "Please Annabeth, you need to take care of yourself especially since it's not just you anymore..." his voice trailed off, his eyes quickly looking toward her stomach.

She looked as if she was about to argue, but then relented and took her husband's hand as they both stood up. She hugged him, resting her head on his chest.

"I'm glad your back," she whispered, "I hate it when you leave."

"Hey it's ok," he used his soothing voice while using his hands to rub her lower back, "I don't like leaving you either, but sometimes my Dad needs me." Then he cleared his throat, "Though you know after me and my Dad took care of Atlantis he took me for a quick visit on Olympus and it looks amazing! Seriously, wise girl, you are doing an amazing job!" as he finished his voice was full of reverence.

She peeked up at him through her lashes and whispered, "Thanks Seaweed Brain." The use of his nickname made him laugh while his wife enjoyed the comfort of his shaking chest.

"Hey, what so you say about you and me going out to dinner, maybe a movie, something that has nothing to do with the gods or monsters or our life really?"

She laughed at the slight downturn of his mouth as he finished talking, "It's I you know?"

"What?" he asked, confusion wiping away his normal confident attitude

"You used the word me like twice when it should have been I," she smiled as realization lit up his features and simply took a step back, keeping her right hand in his as she dragged him out of the apartment.

"Annoying daughter of Athena," he mumbled.

"Oh you know you love it!" she replied turning to see his face soften.

"Yeah," a huge smile spread across his face, "I really do."

Annabeth's PoV

I stared at my sleeping husband's head in my lap. We had been watching a movie on the couch when I looked down to see him asleep, an adorable look on his face. I began to comb my fingers through his hair noticing that when he slept he looked almost exactly like the drooling twelve-year old he was when I first met him. He shifted a little in his sleep, a frown appearing on his face and I sighed cursing myself for not noticing how tired he was before now, especially since I knew what the Curse of Achilles did to him.

As I looked at him I let all the emotions I had been repressing over the past few weeks hit me. I had really missed him. Which isn't to say I wasn't really proud of him and the work he was doing for all the new demi-gods and the quests for his father, I mean when he wasn't saving some kid from being killed he was out saving the oceans or befriending a sea creature or gods know what else, but I couldn't help but miss him while he did it. But I would never say anything about it because I know how happy his job made him. I could see how much having his father's and the other gods' respect meant to him. These days even the gods who had shown such animosity before seemed to have changed their minds, Zeus even admitted he was glad he had decided not to kill Percy all those years ago.

Despite this, however, I still worried about what these quests might be doing to him. With the whole Achilles thing he was bound to get tired faster and Percy was the type of person who made pushing way past his limits a recreational sport. Not to mention anyone who talked to him for five minutes could tell you he would do anything to save even one life. Then there was also the emotional issues that worried me, because I know how much it hurt him to leave me so often and how the fact that I was pregnant just made it so much worse.

Suddenly his eyes fluttered open and he smiled up at me. He tried to get up but I put my hands on his shoulder to keep him down.

"How was your nap?" I asked cheerfully.

"Not nearly as great as waking up," he replied, causing me to giggle.

"Gods Seaweed Brain, you are all about the corny lines!" I chuckled again.

"Hey, don't blame me if you children of Athena aren't any good with your feelings!" with this he got up lightning fast, surprising me with a light kiss. As he tried to pull away I forced him to stay in place making the kiss deeper.

When we finally broke apart he sat back and looked me up and down, ending with his eyes on face. I was beginning to wonder if he was going to say anything when he finally settled on, "So how are you actually doing? I mean no sugar-coating or anything."

It took me a moment to work out what he meant, but when I did I laughed and said, "You mean with the baby?"

"Yes I mean with the baby," as he said the word baby his voice filled with reverence, like he couldn't believe his luck.

"Everything is fine Percy! I've only just began the second trimester! I'm not really even showing!" I laughed at the excited look on his face.

"Are you going to find out the gender? I mean if you want to wait that's cool, I mean not that I'm saying that I don't want to wait, I just mean… I uh…" I had to admit it was kind of cute to see him floundering like that, especially since he had grown into such a confident man. I reached out a hand to his face, but he refused to look me in the eye.

"Percy," I murmured, strengthening my voice as I tried again, "Percy, listen to me!" his eyes moved to meet mine, "Percy I know you're worried about me and that you a part of you feels like I resent you or something for, gods I don't know, ruining my life or whatever," I stopped wondering if I could sound any less eloquent, but at the look in Percy's eyes I shook it off and continued, "but I am honestly happy! I mean really amazingly happy! I know how I reacted really badly when I first found out about me being pregnant, but I was just in shock!" I searched Percy's eyes and upon seeing that there was still doubt I grabbed his hand with both of mine and, with my voice cracking, said, "Please believe me Percy! Please, I…"

He shushed me as he raised his free hand to my face and brushed away the tears that had begun to stream down my face and said, "I believe you, really I do, I," his voice trailed off and his eyebrows knitted together, "will you please stop crying?" he begged, sadness marked his voice. I had forgotten how much he couldn't stand to see me, or anyone he cared for, cry. It wasn't some stupid masculine thing, just a his fatal flaw being about other people sort of thing.

I gave him a watery smile and kissed him, "so you believe me now?"

"Yeah I do, but I still have a question," I looked at him preparing myself for what was coming, "when are we going to tell people? Seriously Annabeth, if you say you're happy I'll believe you, but I don't think we can continue hiding it for much longer. We should celebrate with our friends and family, though, admittedly, you have to wonder what the chances are of your mom not already knowing, or even my Dad because well, you know, they're gods."

"I guess there is no reason not to, but I mean what are they going to say?" He chuckled, "I imagine they would say congratulations, you've been married for over two years, what took so long?" He shook me a little bit and I could help but answer his encouraging smile with a laugh of my own. We stayed in each other's arms on our couch for the rest of the night, simply talking and enjoying being together again.

"Well after two years we were starting to wonder if it was ever going to happen," Nico said. Thalia punched him in the arm.

"He means congratulations," she sighed, "I mean really you two," she turned to us, "I am so happy for you!" She leaned over and hugged us, which shocked us to no end.

"Wow, Thalia, the Hunters have really helped mellow you out," Percy said, while I laughed under my breath.

"Hey," she said with both hands raised, "a girl can change!"

"Well maybe a girl could, but we were asking about you," Percy tugged one of Thalia's spikes and I gasped.

"Oh you are so going to get it," I whispered and Nico looked like he was ready to explode from laughter.

"Your wife is right, Jackson!" Thalia said, her voice reaching intimidating levels of anger. We looked at her and could see lightning in her electric blue eyes.

"She gets more like her father every day doesn't she?" Percy turned to me and I just shook my head.

"Hey you guys, maybe we should take this elsewhere you know? I would hate to see some poor mortals burnt to a crisp," Nico stood up trying to pull Thalia with him. Percy and I got up as well and Percy turned to place a few dollars on the table, then the four of us hurried out of the small cafe.

"Well that was fun," I said, waiting for my husband's reply. I turned around to see him immobilized as he stared up at the apartment complex we were in front of. My worry turned into understanding as I realized what building we were at. I laughed as I realized that I had been so zoned out that I hadn't realized Percy and I had reached our destination, the apartment Sally Jackson and Paul Blofis shared.

I walked over to him and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, "It was you who wanted to tell everyone and that includes your parents!"

"I know," his voice was shaking, "I just clearly never thought it through!"

"It's going to be fine!" I said as I began to pull him through the door to the apartments. We arrived at Sally's door in almost no time and I knocked. Percy looked like he was ready to faint.

When Sally came to the door her radiant face became breathtaking with a wide smile, "Percy! Annabeth! How are you? Wait, why are you here? Oh please tell me there isn't some new enemy!"

"Oh no Sally, it's nothing like that! Actually it's the opposite. We have news… good news," I reassured my mother-in-law as she let us into the apartment. Paul called his greetings from the kitchen and we all sat down on the couch. Sally offered us something to drink, but we declined, well actually I declined as Percy was still too shell-shocked to control the most basic motor functions.

"So what is it that you have to tell us?" Sally asked, her bright eyes shining more than usual.

"Well the thing is," I began while taking a quick peek at Percy, "we're… well we… um… we're…"

Finally Percy woke up and said, "We are going to have a baby."

We spent the next hour in Sally's apartment receiving congratulations and hugs. There was some crying, especially between me and Sally, and even though he would completely deny it later, I'm sure I saw Percy shedding a few tears too. When we finally left we both felt so happy and so loved. When we went back to the apartment we called my Dad in San Francisco and a similar pattern followed, except without all the hugs.

After another few hours of Iris-messaging, we were finally able to go to bed. We tried to sleep, but after ten minutes we both realized we were way too wired, so we decided to talk instead. We talked about everything, catching up on the past few weeks that we had spent apart. I was sitting against the head board and he was lying in my arms, talking excitedly about Atlantis. I couldn't help but be amazed by Percy's stories. He sounded so adult, talking about weather patterns and newly discovered fish, but what was even cuter was the look on his face when he started talking about camp. He told me about some of the new arrivals and how amazing camp was now that the Gods had recommitted to the promise they had make to Percy after the battle with Kronos. We continued in this fashion until his dreamy voice faded. When I looked down I saw that he was asleep and I smiled. As I tried to disentangle myself, I saw him shift in his sleep.

"Don't go," he pleaded with the slurred speech that results from being semiconscious, "I feel safe when you're here!"

I shushed him and kissed his forehead, "I'm not going anywhere Seaweed Brain, I promise," then I closed my eyes, but not before I saw him smile in relief.

"So where exactly are you taking me again?" I knew asking again was probably pointless, but I couldn't help it.

"Well to be again I would probably have to have told you in the first place," he turned to me with an infuriatingly smug look on his face.

"You know I am the woman carrying your children right? I mean aren't you supposed to be nice to me?" I knew it was a low blow because Percy spent pretty much all of his time worrying about me these days, but I couldn't help but feel a certain satisfaction when I saw his face fall.

"But," his forehead wrinkled, "it'll be better this way," then he looked over at me guiltily and I could see his will crumbling, "But if you really want to know I guess I could, but…"

I shook my head and sighed, "Fine, Seaweed Brain, we'll play it your way, but you better hope I'm not going to regret it!" I did my best to look intimidating, but he just laughed.

"Alright I'll bite, what exactly is going to happen should you regret it," he smiled, enjoying this new game, but before I could answer I saw his body stiffen. I looked at him, worry causing my stomach to twist in knots. He seemed to be looking at something, but before I could ask or identify the object he looked at me with fear in his eyes. He raised his hand as if he was trying to reach out to me, and then I heard a crash somewhere off in the distance, disconnected to the perfect moment we had just had.

I felt myself flying through the air, but I was only half aware of my surroundings. At some point I thought I might have felt heat, but the darkness that had started to close in on me in the car was getting heavier with each moment, and when I finally succumbed my last thought was of Percy and the look of fear on his face.