Hey guys! Since it was SO FUN making Percy's Kids, with Hazel, Christi, Jay and Joy, I've decided to make an entirely DIFFERENT version of the children of Percy! I'm still not sure if I should make a sequel, so that's on hold. However, this story will be day by day and skipping very little. I also won't be able to post the next chapter for a couple days, as I will be returning home! Yay! Please review. What do you think will happen? Names and gender for the baby/ies! Thanks!

Annabeth POV

The sword collided with my breastplate armor and bounded off, the force pushing me against the tree. I twisted my wrist, whipping my own sword over my head and lodging it in the crook between my opponent's shoulder and arm.

He lifted his lip in concentration as I pressed him to the ground. I placed my foot on his chest and beamed down at him triumphantly. The sound of a horn echoed throughout the forest and cheers rose up around us. "And that is the Conquer and Kill," I narrated to my young onlookers, just as a horn sounded.

I jumped off him and ran to hug and congratulate my teammates. Preston Lash ran towards us, a blue flag resting on his shoulder. This only increased the volume of cheers.

The red team swarmed Preston and lifted him onto their shoulders. Then, they trudged back towards the camp, still screaming, "PRESTON! PRESTON! WOOOO!"

I laughed and removed my helmet. I ran my hands through my sweat soaked blonde hair and tucked the silver headwear into the crook of my arm. I smirked and leaned down over Percy.

"Would you lookie there?" I exclaimed, helping him to his feet. "Look like we beat you. Again."

Percy rolled his eyes. "We'll get you next time," he muttered, shoving me playfully.

I slid my hand into his, where it fits like a missing puzzle piece. "That's what you always say," I whispered.

Percy and I stopped walking. I stared into his eyes. I could get lost in those huge emerald pools. They remind me of the ocean. Choppy, misguiding waves on the top and a cool, calm center.

"Hey! Lovebirds!" I blushed and tugged my hand away.

Percy waved to Grover. "Hey, G-man! What's up?" Grover and Percy slapped hands and did a 'man hug'. Grover, just like us, had grown and changed immensely. The silky, brown hair on his legs had become both thicker and longer, while his pearly white horns curled far above his tiny chocolate afro. Hairs poked out from beneath his orange 'Camp Counselor' t-shirt, almost grazing his goatee.

"The game went great, eh? Nice job, Annabeth. The kids seemed to have already mastered several of you moves," praised Grover.

I smiled at the crimson coloring that flooded Percy's dimpled cheeks. "Yeah, they're fast learners," I replied. "I guess we'd better get back and make sure nobody dies." We began to walk, our feet kicking up yellowing pine needles. "Chiron's very pleased," said Grover. "There are so many campers; more then we've ever had before!" I nodded absentmindedly as I linked arms with Percy. He turned toward me, his eyes locked on my lips. I knew he was dying to taste me as much as I was him.

We neared the edge of the forest and the camp came into view. I withdrew my arm and gazed up at Percy. His scent of salt water mingled with sweat made me swoon.

Grover chuckled and slowly backed away. "You've got one minute," he told us. "Have fun." Percy took my hands. "Let's make the most of that one minute," he murmured, leaning in for a kiss.

Our lips connected and my whole body buzzed with electricity. His tongue grazed my lips, tapping gently as if knocking on a door. Every nerve begged to let him in, but we had jobs to do.

I pulled back and sighed. "Percy…"

He smiled and pecked my lips once more. "I know, I know," he said. "Later." He waved and turned around, armor clinking as he trotted toward the Big House.

I stared longingly after him. Gods, I love that guy.

I bit my lip and rubbed my swollen ankles. I really must be getting older. I've never had swollen ankles before.

Percy entered his cabin, waving a bag of ice. "Here. Hopefully this will help." I nodded at him and took the freezing sack gratefully. "Thanks." The soothing chill created ripples in my feet and I fell into relief. "That feels nice," I said, tipping my head back onto the pillow.

Percy laid down next to me and kissed my ear. "Overworked yourself?" he asked.

I stared up at the wooden ceiling and shrugged. "I guess," I answered.

It was late and I was in Percy's cabin. Just after supper, I noticed an aching sensation in both my ankles and wrists and retreated to find a place to relax. Percy let me stay in his cabin, as mine was filled with rambunctious campers.

I snuggled into Percy's chest and exhaled contently. "Seaweed Brain?" I asked, as the lighting from the fountain dimmed and we burrowed deeper in the covers.

"Hmmm?" Percy smoothed my hair and wrapped his arms around me.

"I love you."

"I love you, too." And together, we fell into a blissful sleep.

I awoke to a jerking deep in my stomach. It slowly passed and I pulled up the comforter, blocking out the golden sunshine. Percy's peaceful breathing calmed me and I turned so my hands were on his chest.

"Mmmmm…" Percy grumbled.

I traced his chin line. "Hush," I whispered.

The jerking feeling then returned, swamping my body. Vomit rose in my throat and I shot out of bed. I made it to the bathroom just in time. I ducked over the toilet, heaving once, twice, three times. When I finished, I was covered in fevered sweat and a vile taste smothered my tongue.

I climbed shakily to my feet and used Percy's mouthwash to rinse my mouth. The door opened and Percy entered. I blushed and flushed the toilet.

"Oh, gods. I'm so sorry," I muttered between gargles.

"Don't be," Percy exclaimed using toilet paper to mop up the spots on the marble seat. He's so sweet.

I clutched my stomach gingerly and returned to the bed. Percy exited the bathroom and handed me a piece of gum. "Are you okay?" he wanted to know, studying my face intently.

"Yeah. I guess," I replied shyly. "Probably just something I ate." I could tell by the son of Poseidon's facial expression, that he thought it was something much more. He eyebrows furrowed in frustration. "Do you want me to pick up a pregnancy test at the store?" he asked me.

I jumped, surprised. A pregnancy test? Sure, Percy and I had been sexually active and okay, maybe I had missed last month's period but that didn't mean I was pregnant…did it? Before I could protest, my stomach bubbled. I ran once more towards the restroom.

When I had finished vomiting, Percy rubbed my back. "I'll take that as a yes."

My head felt like it was about to explode. My heart pounded against the barred cage that was my ribs. My lungs were deflated balloons. I couldn't breathe or think or move or anything…except wait anxiously for the test to work.

I was in Percy's ocean-themed bathroom. I had just peed on three pregnancy tests and it was taking forever for the results to come in.

What if I was pregnant? I guess Percy and I are at the right age (twenty five) but we don't have much money or a place to stay. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. But that's highly unlikely. Probably.

My bottom lip quivered. Ding! The timer on my phone went off. It was time to check the tests.

I took a step toward the marble sink. I took another. And another. The slender sticks came into view. I picked up the first one. And sighed with relief. One pink line.

I picked up the second one…and dropped it. I took a chance and peered at the third one. One pink plus sign.

Oh, my gods. I'm pregnant.