A/N Hey guys, this is my first FanFic, hope you like it. Constructive criticism is very welcome. Hopefully the next chapter will be out soon! BTW Percy and Annabeth are 22 here.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the plot

Annabeth's POV

Just another day in the office. There is so much to do in so little time. Being the CEO of Olympus Inc. is a big job. After the war with Gaea, there is much reconstruction to be done. Right now, life isn't going so well. I'm so tired and hungry and I also feel like throwing up. Not only that, but I also am getting into more fights with Percy, which almost never happens. I just have random mood swings, and poor Percy has to deal with it. There is only one logical explanation, but I refuse to believe it. I'm pregnant.

The thought of Percy and I having a kid together seems so unreal. I hadn't told him yet, I was scared for his reaction. I know he would be very supportive, but it would definitely would take some time to digest. I diverted my eyes away from my screen to look at a picture of Percy and I. It was from when we were 16, eight long years ago. He was holding a cone of blue ice-cream and I was laughing because his expression was so funny. How Thalia managed to capture the moment, I still don't know. Thalia is a natural born photographer, and to this day I am still impressed by her ability to capture the moment. A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I remember that day.

*Flashback*

Percy and I just finished eating at his favorite pizza place, Marco's Pizza. Ever since Percy became Marco's #1 customer, they became good friends. After all they both had an obsession with cooking. (A/N let's just say that Percy is an amazing cook) Once we were done with our pizza, Percy insisted on us having ice-cream. "Pleeeaase, Wise Girl?" he pouted, stickling out his lower lip to add to the effect.

"I'm not falling for that, Seaweed Brain" I tried to keep my face straight, but let me tell you, it was hard. Percy managed to find a way into my heart and secure a spot there. He always made me feel more comfortable and I feel like I can let my guard down.

"Plleeeaaasssseeee" he begged. I was brought back to reality and realized that my boyfriend was still pleading for a scoop of ice-cream. I enjoy how, he asks me for permission even though he can get a scoop on his own. Even though he's more powerful than me (in demigod terms), he respects me; which always brings a smile to my face. At that point I made a huge mistake. I looked into his eyes. Those sea-green eyes that I fell for so many years ago. They told such a story. You could see traces of hurt, guilt and wisdom from the war. What was more obvious is the love that shines from them. I can almost feel the love. I had to give in, how could I not?

"Fine" I sigh, trying to sound reluctant. "Let's go get your ice-cream"

"Yay!" He cheered. He took my hand and practically dragged me along until we got the the ice-cream shop. He got his regular, blue, and I got my regular, mint-chip.

I finish ice-cream pretty fast unlike Percy. He likes to really "savor the taste". So we found a bench to sit on; my head resting on his shoulder.

"So, Seaweed Brain, what thought are swimming along with the kelp in that brain of yours?" I asked, not really knowing what to say.

"Just the fact that your best friend/my cousin is trying to take a picture of us right now." Sure enough, Thalia had her camera whipped out and was preparing for a photo. It wasn't uncommon to find Thalia in Central Park. She usually takes great pictures of the plants and wildlife.

"Why don't we make a funny face and totally ruin the photo?" He suggests. My boyfriend then sticks out his tongue and scrunches up his face. I laugh at his childish behavior. That's what keeps us together. We both balance each other out. When I'm stresses I can always count on him to lighten up the mood with his corny jokes and comforting embrace. It makes our relationship work. We don't always need to kiss or cuddle, because we don't need physical contact to know their love and affection towards the other person.

That's the story behind the photo, a story from the before the war with Gaea. It seemed like so long ago.

*End Flashback*

I pack my computer and notes into my bag and head for the car. I wonder how I'm going to tell Percy. But technically, I didn't check with a pregnancy stick yet, so...if I don't tell him I'm not keeping a secret from him, right? I sigh. I know I'm pregnant, I just know, and he deserves to know too."The sooner the better," I say to myself. I just don't know how he's going to feel about it. I know he would never leave, me no matter what, but sometimes my annoying mind always thinks about the worst possible scenario. What if he DOES leave you? What if he doesn't want a kid? These questions are rolling through my mind as I drive back home to our little apartment.

I press the 'three' button on the elevator and wait for it to reach my floor. After fumbling for my keys I unlock the door. All of my insecurities are washed away by the amazing smell of my boyfriend's signature enchiladas.