Good evening my lovely readers, although my cousin and I are sharing this account, the three current stories will only be written by yours truly. I am remaking this entire story, so some of the plot and characters may be a bit different. If confused pm me, and I will help you best as I can. As always I'm open to any suggestions you readers/followers may have and feel free to share them. Please no flames, only cc. Thank you

-Jen

"Perceus Jackson," Annabeth shouted, searching through our apartment for me.

I was hiding under the coffee table my eyes wide with fear. I had eaten all of Annabeth's blue tortilla chips that she ate routinely while making blueprints and to say she was mad would be an understatement. It was the weekend and I didn't have work, so I eat more than usual and the chips had to face my wrath. Her cute face popped down to where my face was and she let out a playful growl. I backed out from under it, and ran away from her as fast as I possibly could, though my long legs and clumsiness may have gotten in the way. I fell forward and let out a soft grunt as I landed roughly on my chest. I then felt Annabeth jump on my back and I stood up quickly and flopped on the couch, face first. I heard Annabeth's beautiful laugh, and I turned over. I kissed her nose lightly, and her anger melted away.

"I'm going to punish you," She mumbled softly, her cheek resting on my chest.

"You know you won't," I mutter in her ear, my lips brushing softly against it.

We lied there for quite some time, the sun slowly sinking below the horizon. I finally sat up, Annabeth asleep on my chest, and I carried her bridal style to our bedroom. I set her down onto the grey, fluffy comforter and I changed into pajama pants and took my shirt off. I shook Annabeth, encouraging her to change, and she did. I climbed into bed, listening to the sounds of running water in the bathroom as Annabeth brushed her teeth. She soon walked back in and I sat up, leaning back against the headboard. I opened up my arms and she crawled into them. I knew she hadn't been feeling very well, and she had been working overtime. I pressed my lips to her forehead and she closed her eyes, pressing her hands to my chest.

"Are you okay?" I ask resting my cheek against her forehead.

"No I'm not Seaw-" She started and then ripped herself out of my arms running to the bathroom. I heard her start to throw up.

I got up worriedly, hurrying to the bathroom. I pulled her hair out of her face, rubbing her back. She finished vomiting and pulled away from the toilet, coughing a bit. She stood and washed her mouth out with water. She looked at me, her fingers clutching the sink, her knuckles white.

"Uh. . ." I say, scratching the back of my neck.

I hold my arms out again and she falls into them. I rest my cheek on the top of her head, my eyes closed.

"Feel any better?" I ask, and she shakes her head. I sigh softly and carry her back to the bed. "Maybe sleep will help."

She curls up under the blankets and rests her cheek against the pillow. I climb in on the other side and pull her close to me chest. She rests her head in the crook of my neck, her hands are balled up on my chest, and her legs are bent slightly and one lies over mine. I wrap my arms tighter around her thin, curved waist and breathed deeply, feeling sleep take me over. I was soon sleeping and snoring a bit louder than usual.

(Annabeth's p.o.v.)

I listened to Percy's snoring and untangled myself from him. I stood and walked down the stairs, the cool air making goosebumps on my arms and legs. I walked into the kitchen and made some tea, sitting on the couch my legs crossed. I sipped the tea, eyes drooping a bit. The tea kept me awake and I looked around. I shook my head a bit when I heard a knocking on the apartment door. I looked at the clock.

"Who would be here at 11:39?" I grumbled under my breath, getting up and making my way to the door. I opened it and was tackled my some unknown figure. I then saw electric blue eyes and black spiky hair. I smiled, my eyes widening. "Thalia!" I shouted, a bit loudly, and hugged her tightly.

"I was in town so I thought I'd stop by." Thalia smiled, helping me up off the ground. I heard a clatter from upstairs, and Percy stumbled down.

"Monster?" He asked glancing around in his fighting stance. He then saw Thalia and dropped his stance, snorting. "Pretty close to one."

"I will pummel you," Thalia said raising her fist, and advancing forward.

"Now, now children," I said with an eye roll, holding Thalia back. "Behave."

Thalia lowered her fist, but the two continued their glare off. I sat back down sipping my tea and then my stomach turned. I sprinted up the stairs, running by a confused Percy and going into the bathroom. I started to throw up again.

"What did you do to her Percy?" Thalia says, her voice getting closer.

"I don't know whats wrong," Percy said with a sigh, already in the bathroom holding my hair.

When I was done throwing up Percy rubbed the back of his neck.

"Perce would you go make me something to eat?" I ask, washing out my mouth. He nods a little and then goes downstairs. I then gesture for Thalia to come into the bathroom and I shut the door.

"I think I. . . Might be," I pause, chewing on my lower lip.

"Pregnant?" She asked her eyes widening, and the corners of her mouth lifted a bit.

I nod. "I'm not sure though." I say and then sigh.

"I'll go get a test tomorrow," Thalia says.

(Earlier the next day.)

This was the longest five minutes I'd ever had to withstand. Thalia and I sat in the bathroom, our ADHD getting to us. My fingers tapped restlessly and Thalia was pacing back and forth. I'd taken five of the tests, to be more accurate. I glanced back at the tests, and four were positive the other negative. Thalia then squealed.

"Baby Percabeth!" She shouted, and I was happy Percy wasn't home at the moment.

"Please Thalia," I groaned thinking about everything that would have to be done. "New clothes, crib, bottles, clothes, toys, baby proofing, research. Thats not all of it, and I have to get it done in nine months.

"Annabeth you have several other people who are willing to help. Definetly count on Percy. He's going to go baby crazy once you tell him. You've also got his parents, Grover and me. Don't think you'll be doing this alone," Thalia says sternly, her brow furrowed.

"How do I tell Percy? How will he react?" I wonder aloud.

"SInce he's not much of a man he'll probably faint. Or he might just smile for ten hours. And just say it plain out," Thalia said with a shrug.

(About 8 hours later.)

Thalia and I heard a slam from downstairs, and I threw all the tests into the garbage. We both ran downstairs and saw Percy walk in with his papers bag on his shoulder. A few of the buttons on his shirt unbuttoned and his tie was loose. His shirt was still tucked loosely into his pants, and he kicked his dress shoes off.

"I've got tests and homework to grade," He murmured to himself. And then sets his bag down on the kitchen table. He walked over to me and kissed me lightly, he then looked up and faked a disgusted look. "Your still here?"

"Somebody had to keep your wife company," Thalia said rolling her eyes. She looked at me, her eyes boring into mine.

I turn my head and stick my tongue out at her. Percy chuckled and pulls me close.

"Feeling better?" He asks.

"Mostly yes," I say chewing on my lower lip. "Now I know what the cause of it was."

"Which is?"

I glance at Thalia who nods. I then look up into Percy's bright, sea green eyes. He stared down at me, his love and adoration clear, perfect and all throughout him. I hoped my eyes reflected what his were telling me.

"Percy," I paused, the corners of my mouth turning up slightly. "I'm. . .Pregnant."

His face stayed blank for some time, his seaweed brain processing what I had said. He then smiled, looking back down at me. "That's. . .Awesome," He then laughed and spun me around.