A/N Hopefully, you Percabeth shippers out there will love this!
"Call Nico," Annabeth tells me, still breathless, holding our little baby girl. I do as she says, dialing Nico's number and listening as my heart pounded as it rang and rang and rang.
Finally, he picks up. "Hello?" he answers. He sounds confused. "Percy? Is everything okay? Is the baby oka—"
"Yeah, Nico, the baby's fine."
"Oh, that's great! Boy or girl?"
"Girl, Nico. A beautiful baby girl."
"What's her name?"
"That what I called to tell you about." A pause waits on the other side of the phone. "We're naming her Bianca."
The silence continues for another ten seconds before I can hear Nico sobbing. I can't tell if it's out of grief or in happiness, but I can tell he is crying. "Nico?" I call out, not trying to sound awkward. "Are you alright?"
"Thank you, Percy," is all he says. "Thank you."
A/N R&R, everyone!