Not the best chapter in the world, but it moves the story along.

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I let out a groan as I stretch, my sore muscles protesting. My barely open eyes lazily look over the dark cabin. I can barely make out the fishnet draped on the walls and the pictures that Percy has hung on it.

"Morning, wise girl." He whispers. I smile drowsily, rubbing face against the cotton sheets.

"Morning." I whisper back. I shift closer to him, feeling different.

Wait...I'm naked. He's naked. For the love of the Gods, we didn't do what I think we did! I sit up, clutching the sheet over my bare chest.

"Did we..." My voice trails off, trying not to give away my intense feeling of guilt. What would my father say right now? Better yet, how is my mother reacting to this.

"Yeah...we did. It's alright to be upset. I was when I first woke up." He says, stroking my back. I calm down at his touch and lay back on his chest.

"I'm not upset, just a little guilty." I say looking up at him."Well, we did say when we're older and technically we were older."

He lets out a laugh which bring my spirits up a little. "It was just one time. It won't happen again and nothing will happen with one time."

I nod.

"Percy, what time is it?" I asking. Judging by the darkness outside, it's still early.

He glances at his clock on his dresser. "Nearly five, why?"

I get up quickly, trying to find my underwear. Flashes of last night hit me. Holding each other, soft tender kisses, clothing being ripped away... Pure unadulterated bliss. I spot my nightgown half under the bed and pull it on, just thankful that it's in one piece. "Annabeth?"

"Sea weed brain, think about it. If my cabin wakes up and sees I'm not there and then sees me sneaking back in in my nightgown, they are gonna know something's up." I drop to the floor hunting under the dresser for my underwear.

"Annabeth." I glance back at Percy, who's face is beet red. "Your, uh, underwear is hanging on the mirror." He says pointing. Pushing myself off the wood floor, I reach up and grab my lace thong, slipping it back on. How it got up there, I have no idea and I don't want to know. "See you at breakfast?"

"Of course." I say. I lean over the bed and give him a quick kiss." Bye."

Outside, the sky is starting to lighten up. In an hour the sun will be shining. Sneaking up to my cabin, I peak inside, making sure all the lights are off and everyone is asleep. I slip in quietly, feeling my way in the dark on the smooth wood floor. Pain shoots up leg from my foot where it collided with Lulabelles bed. I stuff my fist in my mouth to keep from crying out. She snorts in her sleep and I pause, ready to run for it if she wakes. She turns over and falls asleep. I stand there for second,tears in my eyes, trying to keep not to cry. Gods that really hurt. Finally, I limp to my bed and lay down, thinking about what we did. I mean there's only a chance I could end up pregnant and I mean it can't happen with one time...can it? I shake the thoughts from my head and turn over on my side and drift off again.

"Annabeth!"I hear Lulabelle shout. I feel the bed shake vigorously up and down as she jumps on the end of it.

"Stop." I say rubbing my eyes.

"Chiron wants to see you." She says hopping off.

Crap. He knows.

I sit up and run my fingers through my hair. Ruffling through my drawer, I find a black pair of shorts and an orange 'Camp Half-Blood' t-shirt and pull it on. Walking through camp, I feel a hundred eyes on me. But it's only my imagination. No one really pays me much attention. I find Percy at the door of Chiron's house, just as nervous as me.

"He can't know, can he?" Asks Percy. I shrug.

"I know my mom knows. She could have sent someone down." I answer. The door opens to his house and Chiron, in his wheel chair, motions us in. Nothing in his face suggests he knows, but then again he has a good poker face. He leads into the sitting room where Mr. D lazes in one if the arm chairs, an unopened bottle of wine in hand. "Sit" Chiron motions to the couch. "Your mother, Annabeth, told us of what you two did last night." My heart pounds and I feel my face flush. I notice Percy's just as red. "You will know that because of what Rachel has prophesied, there will be no punishment."

"What?" I ask." What did she say?" It must be something big if we aren't going to get in trouble.

"It's probably the biggest, and weirdest, prophecy ever recorded by an oracle of Delphi." Mr. D. says in a careless tone, turning the bottle over in his hands.

"Not to say that it is about you, but because of your actions last night, we are lead to believe, for now, that it is you."

"Will you just tell us?" Percy asks completely lost.

"It basically says that the grandchild of Athena and Poseidon will either destroy or save all demigods." Chiron says. I feel my face go white. There is only one son of Poseidon that has Demi-God blood. And I'm dating him...and we did- but that can't-

"So" I twist my hands in my lap, avoiding Percy's eyes." You're telling me, I'm most likely... pregnant. Right now. And ...this child will either destroy us, or save us." I feel my eyes beginning to burn. It can't be true.

Chiron nods his head. " Yes. I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm saying. We will keep this a secret until we know for sure. But just know that it doesn't have to necessarily be right now that the prophecy is talking about. It could be years from now when you two are married." Chiron's voice seems so distant. I could be pregnant. Right now, I could be a mom. A teenage mother. That's not wise. Not for a daughter of the Goddess of wisdom. Oh, how the fates are cruel. " So, there is no telling if you are pregnant right now, so we'll have to wait and see. At the slightest hint, Annabeth, come tell me. But until then, don't worry about it and take it easy."

I blindly follow Percy outside the house and down to the water. The entire way, we avoid looking at each other and when we sit on the edge of the lake, theres a huge gap between us.

"Annabeth, do you want to talk about it?" He asks and I shake my head. I don't really want to talk about it. "I'm here if you need me, wise girl." He says scooting closer. That's when I break down.

" I can't do this. I'm not ready for this. I can't-" I sob. He pulls me into him, my head on his lap, and strokes my hair.

"Hey, hey, hey. It's okay. Chiron said there's a possibility that it won't happen now. Annabeth, you're probably not pregnant." He says. " And just so you know, I can't wait to have a baby with you. If you are, well then I'm the happiest person in the world right now." I look up into his eyes, breathless.

"Do you really mean that?" I ask.

He nods his head. " I do."

I smile, feeling a bit better. If I do turn out to be pregnant, I know he'll be there. Wether he wants too or not (by compliments of my mom).

The weeks drag by slowly, my worrying well hidden, but still here. After awhile, six weeks to be exact, I can't take the wait to find out naturally. No morning sickness, no cravings ( but I'm sure that comes later), nothing except my period is late. But I'm sure that has to do with losing my innocence. Sometime during a sleepless night, I find the courage to sneak off camp, Marcel waiting exactly where he let me out.

Climbing in the back seat, he smiles. "So, you did make it okay?" He asks. I nod faking a smile back to him. "Having fun?"

"There's been some trouble but it's been fun." I say. "Can we go to the nearest store? A few things I need to pick up." He pulls back onto the road and gases it. Not ten minutes later we pull up to the shabbiest looking convenient store. The windows are grungy and one has a piece of wood nailed over it. The sign reads Cash-Saver in faded blue and red letter and there's rusted metal out front.

"I'll just be a minute." I say getting out. The inside is a little cleaner. Not much though. The isles are in desperate need of sweeping, but the merchandise is in neat rows. It's organized chaos. It takes me a few minutes to find the tests. I grab four and throw them in my basket. I pass deodorant and toothpaste, shoving some in with tests. Since I'm here, might as well grab some things. I pass a lone box of tampons and stop. Yes, I'm almost out, but if I'm pregnant I won't need them. I shrug and throw them in, heading for the check out. An old woman eyes the pregnancy tests as I pile the contents of my basket.

"It's a prank for my mom." I smile warmly. She nods, knowing that was a lie. Climbing back in, Marcel opens the door for me, helping me in. He comes to a stop in front of the camp entrance. "Thanks again Marcel." I say getting out. The door shuts on the shopping bag, tearing a whole in bottom. Everything spills out on the ground and I hear Marcel's feet on the gravel coming to help. I try to hide the pregnancies test, shoving them in my back pocket. But I miss one. His eyes grow wide when he sees it.

"Is everything okay, miss?" He asks.

"It's not what you think. It's a joke for our camp counsellors."

He nods, not sure what to think. I hand him the money, ignoring his protests and head back to camp. It's twenty minutes later when I get my answer. All four tests come out the same. A little pink plus sign. Positive.

I'm pregnant.