Hello! Here's another chapter hope you enjoy.

If glares could kill I'd be dead.

As I try to hold my unconscious girlfriend as carefully as I can I feel Athena staring daggers at me while everyone begins repairing the throne room. I try my best to ignore my girlfriend's mother and instead focus on putting myself together.

Part of me is trying to process the fact that the girl in my arms had almost died, I had almost lost her and our child had it not been for the fact that Luke loved her.

Another part of me couldn't believe that we had managed to survive everything. We fought Kronos without the gods and managed to survive.

The last part is completely concerned for the health of my girlfriend and our unborn child. She's hurt. She had been tossed around, her arm was definitely broken, and none of this could be good for the baby.

I search around looking for the correct god.

"Apollo!" the young looking god turns and makes his way towards us. "Could you please?" I ask.

"Sure thing cousin. God of medicine at your service," he says as he begins his healing. Annabeth's arm seems to heal as do the cuts and bruises she received during battle. "She'll wake up in a while but she and the little guy are going to be alright," he assures me and I can't help but feel the weight of the sky off of my shoulders (and I know what that feels like).

"Little guy? Have you seen something Apollo or…" I can't help but ask having noticed his slip up. The god just flashes a smile at me.

"Sorry cousin but have stuff to fix, poems to write, no time to chat. Just keep in mind that Apollo is an awesome name!" he winks at me before going to help the other Olympians.

I gently lift Annabeth, ignoring the burning sensation I'm getting on the back of my neck, and walk towards a cot to lay her down. Ignoring the fact that there are others around I lean down towards her abdomen.

"Hey baby, we made it. All three of us," I whisper with a chuckle of disbelief. "Now we can be happy you your mom and me," I gently caress the small bump.

"Percy?"

"Grover!" I nearly fall over when I hear Grover's voice, quickly jumping up and partially away from Annabeth.

"Were you just…? Is Annabeth…?" he starts but I can't let him finish the question.

"Yes, she is," I confirm.

"How…" I glare at him, "well I know how but I didn't even know you two were together. When did that happen?" I turn my attention back to Annabeth.

"After I came back from Ogygia, I told her that she was the reason I came back. But after the Battle of the Labyrinth, we both realized our lives as demigods are too short to not act, to not love," I explain.

"So you two got together," I nod. "Why did you two keep it secret?"

"We wanted to be normal, we had other things to focus on… I don't know. I can't even remember the reason why we kept our relationship quiet. The baby though…" I sigh and gently place my hand back on her abdomen. "You all needed to treat her the same, she needed to fight at my side for both her sake and mine. We wouldn't have won without her. There's no way anyone at Camp Half-blood would have let her fight if they knew."

"And you weren't worried or..." he starts with a bit of anger in his tone.

"Of course I was worried! " I exclaim, startling him. "It was my girlfriend's life and my child's life on the line Grover! These past few months I've not only been worrying about the prophecy, about Kronos taking over, I've also been worrying about Annabeth, about the baby, even now Apollo healed her and told me they were okay and I'm still panicking!" I vent out. Thankfully Grover gives me a little time to calm down.

"I'm sorry Perce, I didn't mean to make it sound the way that I did. This just shocked me, that's all," I nod accepting his apology. "So how far along is she?"

"She's about to be four months," I can't help but say with a smile.

"Does anyone know?" he asks.

"My mom knows, I just had to let her know, you know, and she's been helping out Annabeth a lot. Clarisse also knows," I tell him.

"Clarisse?!"

"She was with Annabeth when she found out, it's a long story."

"How about…" he gestures towards the throne room.

"They're gods Grover, I'm pretty sure they know."

"How are you still alive?!"

"I think Typhon was a bigger concern to Athena, or at least Zeus made it a priority. If I wasn't holding Annabeth I'm pretty sure she would have killed me in the throne room."

"So what now?"

"Wish I knew. I'm going to go help with everything and once Annabeth wakes up we'll handle whatever comes up together," I say with conviction.