The second chapter! Enjoy!

I eye him suspiciously then ask, "You think I can fight to get Percy back while I'm pregnant?" I say in a threatening voice. "Idiots." I mumble under my breath. "Of course not, Annabeth. We don't want to endanger your baby." He says, obviously sorry he said anything because I whipped around and tried not to scream through clenched teeth, my hands balled into fists. "I do not care about this stupid monster!" I yell, pointing to it. "I could care less what you do to it, but all I know is that I can't fight not being able to see my toes!" Grover looked absolutely horrified by my reaction, and how I felt by this baby. "Annabeth-" He begins, but I won't let him finish. "Don't 'Annabeth' me, Grover. You can't make me give into this, this thing!" I immediately start to feel as if I'm deteriorating, my energy draining as if I had been running for hours. I collapse on the couch and everything goes black.

The next thing I know is that there is a bright light shining in my face. Where am I? I sit up slowly, now fully aware of the pounding headache and sore throat. I groan, realizing that I can't see my toes. I start to remember what had happened back at home. Percy left. Grover came and told me that he needed me to come to camp…Camp! That's where I am! I look around, hoping to see Grover, or even Percy. I try to stand up, but my headache disapproves, making me crumble into a ball on my bed.

"Annabeth. Annabeth, wake up!" Percy says, shaking my shoulder. Percy? Percy! I bolt straight up and almost smack into Thalia. "Percy?" I say hopefully. "No, Annabeth. It's Thalia." My eyes darted around suspiciously. Like Percy was just going to come back. I wish.

"Are you alright?" Thalia asks frantically. "No? Yes? I don't know," I say, rubbing my head. I look down at my huge stomach, which I remember as being much smaller, particularly smaller because then I could see my toes. Now, I can barely see anything beyond my toes. "Jeez, Annabeth! What have you gotten into?" At first I didn't know what she was talking about, and then realized she was talking about my stomach. "Oh," I say blankly, still focused on my stomach. She laughed her hearty, lovely laugh which I missed so much. Thalia looked so much older. Since I was 20 now, Thalia had to be at least 5 years older then me. Suddenly, a little girl suited in camp armor came running up to Thalia. "Mommy, mommy! Brendan took my shield!" She yelled. "Shhh, Kora. There are sick people in here who need their sleep. Be respectful." I stared at Thalia like her skin had turned green. Are these children hers? I could never imagine Thalia soft enough to be a mother, let alone of two of them. Thalia started to say something to me, but I turned my stare to her supposed daughter. "Annabeth? Earth to Annabeth!" She yelled. So much for rest. "What?" I say blankly. She sighs and sits on the bed, patting her lap for the girl to come sit. "Is she…?" I stared at Thalia, in complete and utter shock.

"Yes, Annabeth. So is the little boy Kora was talking about." She looks across the room and smiles. "Speak of the devil. Or Hades." She laughs a breezy laugh and scoops the squealing little boy in her arms. Once again, I've gone into shock. "They're…them…yours?" I stutter. "Gosh, Annabeth! You're slow!" She exclaims. "They're mine. Me and Josh's." I faintly remember Thalia's boyfriend's face. I meant her husband. Thinking about husbands make me depressed. Percy and I are, or were, engaged; set to be married in September. Once again, the baby ruins everything.

"Thalia? How long have I been out?" She looks at me like I'm crazy, and then considers my question. "Hmm…close to two months or so." So that's why my stomach is so huge! "Two frickin' months!" I exclaim. Thank Zeus, the kids left, or Thalia would punch me. "Yeah." She points to my stomach. "I'm guessing twins, Annabeth. That, or you just have a huge baby on your hands." I get up, and stomp out the door.

A lot has changed here in camp since I left. At lot of the campers are younger, yet fight like they've been doing it all their life. I walked out to the meadow where I had first seen Percy. I stopped in the middle of the track, right where Percy stood when I saw him point at me. I looked at the spot where I was sword fighting the opponents, and almost was sliced in half by one of them. At the moment, a little blond-haired girl was fending off a bunch of older looking men with Roman hats on. I smiled at the thought of having the pleasure of all slicing them in half.

I walked into the forest, the place where so, so many memories were held. The time when Percy was stung by the scorpion is still fresh in my mind like it was yesterday. There is the stream, and I remember the time the summoned hellhound came bounding at Percy out of nowhere. All of these memories I have are about Percy. I wish sometimes, that I could think of something other then Percy. Everything at camp has his name written all over it.

It had been 4 hours since I'd ventured into the forest, and it was getting dark. I was surprised to see that no one came looking for me in here, though I was glad of it. I need time alone, not that I don't get enough of it already without Percy. I stand and brush myself off, only placing my hand on my stomach for a moment, when I felt a small kick on the side of my abdomen. I started to get worried, and then raced out of the forest as fast as I could go.

I raced into the infirmary and sat down on my bed. A doctor in a white lab coat introduced himself as Dr. Spencer Reid, and said he needed to do an ultrasound. I reluctantly agreed, so I lay down on the bed.

As I watch the glowing figures move across the small T.V. screen, thoughts of Percy once again float into my mind. The doctor talks, I occasionally shrug my shoulders or shake my head. Turns out, I have twins. Just my luck. Dr. Reid says I'm about 6 months pregnant, and is the explanation of why I can't see my toes. The twins are big, bigger then a normal sized pair of twins, so that is why I can't see my toes even if I tried. I sighed, and continued to listen to the doctor speak.

A little short, I know. I'm sorry, I just have massive writers block lately. Review?