Annabeth clutched the pregnancy test, and willed herself to look at the results. It said PREGNANT. She gasped, letting her mouth form an O as her mind started to babble. She wasn't sure what to do. She was in complete shock. How would two demigods raise a kid? Annabeth took slow, deep, calming breaths, telling herself to remain calm. But being calm was kind of hard when you're barely twenty-two and pregnant. Never, did Annabeth ever think she was going to have kids. She put the result down and decided that the first thing she was going to do was tell Percy. Maybe she was getting ahead of herself. Maybe this was just a mistake. She probably bought a faulty test. Once again, her thoughts were getting ahead of her. She told herself to keep calm. Wait for Percy to come home from the store. Talk to him about it. Tell him. Hope that he doesn't run.

She sat down carefully and placed a hand on her stomach. She didn't feel pregnant, but that didn't mean she wasn't. Annabeth wasn't exactly vain but she definitely didn't like the idea of being huge. She sighed, and wondered what would happen if it was true. Percy and she had moved in together about a year after the war with Gaea. They were practically married, even if Percy didn't pop the question.

Annabeth told herself to calm down, and breathe slowly. It seemed like forever until she heard the door slam. In a scramble to get up and compose herself, she dropped the test. She picked it up on her way to the front door.

And there he was. He looked distracted. This wasn't really a surprise. Percy was always distracted. He tossed the car keys onto the counter, and then started the process of emptying his pockets of his wallet and, of course, of Riptide. When he turned to face Annabeth, Annabeth saw how exhausted he really was. But, this couldn't wait. If Annabeth waited, she wasn't sure if she would be able to tell him at all.

"Percy." She said his name almost like a question. Her voice seemed to crack a little, but it was loud enough for him to hear. He turned around, a quizzical look on his face.

"Yeah?" he, too, seemed unsure of himself.

She cleared her throat and then said "We need to talk." Annabeth left for her room, indicating that Percy follow her. And follow, he did.

He closed the door behind him, his footsteps quiet.

"What's up?" he asked nervously. There were days when they would be cautious around each other. They almost tiptoed around each other sometimes. While other times, they wouldn't pass each other without some sort of contact. It was a very confusing relationship.

Annabeth looked up into his sea green eyes, unsure of how to break the news. She bit her lip nervously, and smoothed her palms on her pajama pants. Out with it, Annabeth Chase, she told herself. Now or never.

"Percy, I'm pregnant!" she blurted it out, without any other thought about him or her. But, Percy was the father of her baby. He had to know. Her eyes narrowed a little, waiting for his reaction.

His eyes widened, full of alertness, and another emotion that she couldn't identify. Awe? Surprise? Love? Or was it a combination of those three?

"Really?" he whispered.

She nodded.

"I suspected yesterday, so I went to get a test while you were at wor-"

Percy cut her off, pulling her closer to him, and kissing her. It was a kiss of comfort, love, and happiness.

She felt him smile against her, and she couldn't help but smile too.

He takes a deep breath and then furrows his brows together.

"It's not like I'm not happy for us, but I don't understand. We took every precaution…"

She leaned back, looking up into his eyes.

"That's not true. Last time, all I did was take my birth control…you didn't use a condom, Seaweed Brain."

The use of his nickname made him smile.

"Oh. Yeah, you're right." He looks at her nervously. "I'm with you, no matter what you decide to do, okay?"

She bit her lip again, thinking quickly.

"Even if I want to keep it?" she asks quietly

He looks at her apprehensively. She could tell that he didn't expect her to say that. She didn't either. She didn't know where to go from here. This was perhaps the most appalling part. Annabeth always knew what to do. Percy didn't call her Wise Girl for nothing. But, they were both still so young…

"Annabeth, how are we going to raise a kid? We're barely kids ourselves!" he cries.

She cringes, expecting this.

"And we're demigods! I'm a son of Poseidon! One of the Big Three! How do you expect us to keep a baby safe?" he says, his voice growing louder and louder.

She looks down. She knew that Percy was only speaking reasonably, but it still hurt. She didn't know what was going to happen either, but she wanted whatever was best.

"I don't know, Percy! I want what's best for the both of us! I want what's best for this baby! For the gods' sake, I just found out today!" she finally said.

He sighs and rubs his forehead.

"Me too." He says after a while.

Then, his eyes seem to perk up a little.

"What if it's a faulty test? This happened before…didn't it happen to Rachel or something?" he asks in a bit of a hurry.

Annabeth can see that he was disconcerted by it. She was too, she understood, but she was scared more than anything.

"I don't know, maybe it is…" she bit her lip. "We should go to the doctor to check it out..."

He nods excitedly. Was Annabeth mistaken, or did it seem like Percy was HOPING it was a false alarm?

Actually, she couldn't hold that against him, not when she was hoping the same thing. They were barely twenty two. And if it wasn't the age that got them, it was the fact that they were demigods.

"Yes. That seems like a plan." He said hurriedly. "I'll book the appointment."