Phew, OK! I finally got satisfied with a damn PROLOGUE for this godsforsaken rewrite! xD Bear with me, cause I'm still bouncing ideas around in my head for a main plot line at the moment. I'll let you know when something comes up :3

Adult themes right off the bat. Wanna know where babies come from? I still tried to keep this T-rated, don't worry. And if you have a complaint, go watch That 70's Show, which has waaay more content about babeh shtuff. And I watched that as a PRE-teen.

Disclaimer: I own nothing you recognize as canon.


Prologue

Calypso flipped through the pages of a random auto magazine. There wasn't any reason to, it was just the first thing she saw on the bedside table.

"A-hem."

She glanced up, cocked and eyebrow and smiled.

Her husband was strutting out of their hotel bathroom. All he had on was a white towel covering his lower body down to his knees. His curly black hair was plastered to his head, mainly because he didn't dry it. He paused and posed glamorously next to the wall, showing off his growing muscles.

"What are you doing, you great buffoon?" Calypso teased playfully. "You'll get the floor moldy. Hotel staff won't appreciate it."

Leo Valdez grinned like he had an evil plan. He flew at the Titaness with great speed. She squealed and tried to fight him off, ultimately ending up drenched.

The final position was him straddling her on the bed, his towel barely hanging on for dear life around his hips. His strong, calloused hands were placed on either side of her head.

His brown eyes locked with hers. A smirk played on his lips.

Calypso huffed in annoyance. "Get up. You've got me soaked now."

"You don't wanna play?" he begged.

"Get off, idiot," she growled. "We had fun last night."

"But it's the day I turn 21 ½," he whined.

"So?"

"So?!" he exclaimed. "Don't you know there's a huge tradition about celebrating one's 21st-and-a-half birthday? I thought I explained it to you!"

Calypso rolled her eyes. "You tried that trick on me last year. Not this year."

Leo pouted, but still planted a few kisses on her neck. Calypso smiled. She knew he wouldn't press on any further. Besides, she was still a little sore from last night's romp. Her husband would have to deal with it.

They had married a little after Leo's 20th birthday, but calling Leo her husband was still somewhat of a pleasant surprise every time she said it. Six and a half years ago she wouldn't have thought that the sarcastic and scrawny son of Hephaestus would even be the subject of her love, let alone be her husband!

Leo finally pushed himself off the bed. His towel slipped off completely, revealing him in all his glory. He didn't pick it back up. Instead, he wiggled his (very nice-looking, she might add) ass around as he strutted towards the closet.

"Just letting you know what you're missing," he informed her with an impish grin.

Oh, it was tempting, don't get her wrong. Calypso wanted nothing more than to show Leo how much she loved him again. But, she didn't want to right now or anytime in the near future.

It wasn't just because she was sore. Normally she didn't care and went for the handsome Latino like a tiger after its prey.

No, this time, she was sensing something that made her want to be gentle. Something that she needed to care for. For nine months.

Yes, Calypso was pregnant. Being a Titan, she knew this without having to take a pregnancy test. Yes, she was still immortal—her leaving Ogygia apparently hadn't changed that fact, but she desperately hoped that she could appeal to the Olympians to let her become mortal soon.

She would appeal after she had this baby, though. She didn't want to risk the child's life if turning mortal ended up hurting her too much.

Oh, by the way, she knew this baby didn't come from last night's 'fun time'. It wasn't like she and Leo were a boring couple. They spiced up their relationship every once in a while. No, the baby probably came from a romp a few weeks back.

Regardless, she would have to tell Leo eventually, or else he might just make fun of her for getting fat later on—yeah, that would be just like him.

Leo zipped up a pair of jeans and tugged on some suspenders. Why he chose to don suspenders over wearing a belt, Calypso had no idea. Seemed an odd fashion statement, but damn did he look good in those suspenders—especially when he didn't wear a shirt.

"Leo," she began, trying to keep her voice ready. "I've been thinking."

"'Bout what, mi sol?" he asked as he sat down on the dry side of the bed.

Calypso twirled a finger through her hair. "I've been thinking…I want to leave Europe now."

Leo smiled. "Alright." He held up the golden unlimited funds credit card Hermes had given him soon after he had rescued Calypso. "Wanna get some plane tickets for Asia? We could travel through China for a while. Or we could fly on Festus and try for some South Africa stuff? Or maybe—"

"I meant I want to go to America," she decided.

Leo paused. She studied his reaction, but he seemed to hold her gaze with an emotionless stare. She continued, "I mean it. I'd like to go to America. Not to visit, either; I wanna settle down, Leo."

Her husband tilted his head. "Settle down? As in…get a house…and a job and…?"

"And have children," she finished for him, smiling.

Leo's hair ignited. "K-Kids?"

Calypso nodded. "Yes, Leo. Kids. I would love to have children with you."

Leo looked down nervously. "You sure? I…I'm not really a…kid person. I feel like I'd take after Dad on that particular front…"

Calypso leaned in and kissed his cheek. "You would make a great father, Leo. I know this because unlike Hephaestus, you'll actually be there for your kids."

He looked at her, his eyes full of worry. "I don't know…I don't wanna let them down…"

"You won't," she promised.

"Why are you bringing this up, anyway?" he asked, clearly flustered. "It's way too soon in our marriage to be thinking about that kinda stuff, isn't it? House and job, sure I can go for that. But kids? I'm only 21!"

Calypso smiled knowingly. "You might be young, but you are strong and capable." She took his hand in hers and placed it gently on her stomach. "You will make an excellent father, Leo Valdez."

Leo gazed at where his hand rested. His eyes widened and started tearing. His lower lip trembled. "Oh," he managed. "That's why you brought it up…"

She giggled and kissed his nose. "Yes. Are you okay with this?"

Leo kept looking at her stomach. Soon, Calypso could feel his hand stroking her belly gently, like he was already trying to feel the baby. A small smile crept up on his face.

Calypso scooted over and sat on his lap. He gently grabbed her midsection and started rocking back and forth.

"I'll try," he mumbled through her shoulder. "I'm gonna try to be a good Papi for this little guy."

She smiled. "And I don't expect anything more. Now, about where we're going…?"

Leo, still rocking back and forth on the bed with Calypso in his lap, hesitated. "I…It's been six years since…since the war. Not once have I contacted them."

"By 'them', you mean the rest of the Seven?" she asked.

"Yeah," he sighed. "I guess they think I'm dead now…"

"We could move to New York and be near them," she suggested. "Then you could be together again."

Leo shook his head. "No. I don't feel ready for that. I don't want to…to go there and find out…" He sniffled and didn't finish.

Calypso felt tears drip onto her shoulder. She sighed. They'd had this conversation a grand total of two times, present time not included. And both times Leo had broken down crying because he didn't want to go to New York and find out Jason and Piper hadn't made it out before Leo went all kamikaze on Gaea. He was already dealing with annual nightmares about dying. He didn't want to put Jason and Piper in them as well…

"Well then," she tried. "What about somewhere your friends won't be? Why not this Houston you keep telling me about?"

He lifted his head a little to rest his chin on her shoulder. "That was where my mother died…and where the remainder of my…" he grimaced. "…family resides."

"You don't have to visit that awful aunt of yours," Calypso offered. "And if your mother's grave is there, I would think you'd like to settle back down near her, now that you've gotten your revenge on Gaea for her."

Leo pondered this.

Calypso continued, "Think of it as a little closure. I'm sure she'd be happy to see you again. And I'd love to meet her."

Leo smiled. "Houston…huh…yeah, I think we could make that work. Fine, we'll move to Houston!"

Calypso tilted her head and kissed him passionately. "I can see it now: Leo and Calypso's Auto Repair and Mechanical Monsters in Houston, Texas."

"Family-run, of course," Leo offered. "Just like my bisabuelo's old garage, I'm gonna teach this kid everything I know! Screw gender biases! Girls are great at repair jobs, too!"

She giggled. "Or they could provide entertainment," she put in. "Make it a duet with me while you work on customers' agendas."

"Nah," he said. "Dirty hands, all the way, mi sol. Our kid is gonna be the greatest mechanic you've ever seen—third only to me and Hephaestus, of course."

They both laughed. Leo sounded much more relaxed about having a kid, now. Calypso knew he was going to be nervous when the time came to really step up, but they would get through it together.

He was going to be a great Papi one day…


A/N: Hee. Nice and fluffy beginning :3 Who could ever ask for more?

No, Calypso doesn't know it's twins yet. It's too early to tell.

For anyone who just read that comment and was like, 'way to spoil the fact that it's twins, Black!' well you need to look at the other fics I have. Or at the cover image. Tulio and Espie are the oldest of the Valdez children, after all :) Tulio's still named after the waiter, btw xD