[A/N: I know, it's been a crazily long time since I've updated and I'm genuinely sorry for that! I've had a crazy time and, I've had writer's block. I'm so sorry, and I'll try to keep my updates more frequent.]

Annabeth and Percy decided to call over Percy's mom the next weekend. They needed some time to think about it and how exactly they were going to tell them. Annabeth felt much closer to Percy's mom then she did to her own parents. Her mother, Athena, wasn't exactly around very much. Not to mention that her dad is a pinhead and she can't really stand being around him.

That week was filled with mood swings, morning sickness, food cravings, and a very frustrated Percy. He's been reading up on pregnancy all week(it was really hard, with his dyslexia and all) and it was the most hilarious thing when he realized that Annabeth's boobs were gonna get bigger because of pregnancy. Annabeth, surprisingly, didn't punch him or anything. She just raised an eyebrow and laughed at his facial expression.

"Really Percy, you're horrible. How can you not know that?" she asked him.

"I'm sorry, I never thought that I was going to have to worry about kids in the first place!" he says.

She rolls her eyes at him and looks back at her own pregnancy book.

They had called Sally last night. Well, more like Percy did. She was more than delighted to come over-it's been a while since she saw them both last. He didn't say anything about Annabeth or children at all and he was nervous as to how they'd take it. He wanted to go to camp too, but Annabeth wasn't really comfortable with letting people know just quite yet.

"You know what really surprises me?" she asks, interrupting Percy from his concentration. Because of his dyslexia, he refused to read unless he absolutely had to, and for this, he absolutely had to.

"What?"

"The fact that your dad-or my mom, for that matter-haven't said anything. I mean, we've been talking about it enough…"

He winces.

"Annabeth, I'm glad they haven't called yet. Atleast, not your mom. Our parents hate each other and here we are, having sex and what not."

Annabeth smiles.

"Yeah, you've got a point. She'd probably try to kill you."

"Probably? More like definitely!" he shoots back.

She grins at his obvious distress.

"Well we can start worrying about that when she comes around." She says, turning her attention back to her book.

"So, since Mom is coming over, what do you want to make?" he asks her.

"For dinner? I don't know, I was thinking lasagna or something…"

And then the conversation just sort of dried up.

That weekend, Percy and Annabeth were fretting. How exactly do you tell your mother that you got a girl pregnant? Percy would take a Hydra over this any day. His palms were sweating and he was pacing his living room, waiting for Annabeth to come out. They would be here any time soon.

Annabeth slipped out of her room about five minutes later. She wore a turquoise dress and looked simply stunning-as always. You couldn't even tell that Annabeth was pregnant, and her dress was a loose style.

"How do I look?" she asks Percy.

Percy, the poor bastard, was sweating through his shirt. He glanced up at Annabeth's voice and tried to make an attempt at a smile but he was too nervous.

"Lovely, as always." He said distractedly.

Annabeth knew Percy almost as well as she knew herself. So she went up to him and snuggled next to him.

"Relax, Percy. I'm sure everything is going to be okay." She said as soothingly as she could. Annabeth reaches up on her tiptoes and kisses his cheek before going off to check the food.

She had just finished when the doorbell rang.

Percy went to go answer it, and it was none other than Sally.

"Percy! Oh my, it's been such a while since I've seen you…and where's Annabeth? I haven't talked to the both of you in ages!" she cries.

Annabeth steps out from behind the kitchen counter.

"Mrs. Blowfis." Annabeth says, a smile gracing her face.

"Oh, Annabeth, just call me Sally. How many times do I have to say it?" she asks but she goes up to hug Annabeth all the same. Percy tensed for this-he thought that she might be able to feel the baby and Percy wanted to tell his mother himself. Thankfully, Sally didn't breathe a word. Or maybe she just didn't feel it…

They were chatting and eating, Percy and Sally shared some wine while Annabeth just drank water. No alcohol for the baby, of course. Sally, of course, noticed this.

"Annabeth…you usually drink wine, is everything okay?" she asked, causing Percy and Annabeth to both tense this moment. Annabeth gave him a look, as if she said Percy, tell her now. And Sally, being smarter than your average woman connected the dots.

"You're pregnant, aren't you?" she asked Annabeth. Her voice had lost that smile and charm and it grew serious and angry.

They both grew very still. It was true, but never has Annabeth seen Percy's mom this, this serious or angry.

"Yes." Annabeth said in a small voice. She stared at the table, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Sally's sharp gaze turn to her son.

"You're barely 22! You're barely old enough to have kids! What were you thinking Percy? You both are DEMIGODS, how on EARTH are you going to keep that child safe? Has it ever crossed your mind to use protecti-"

"Of course we did, how stupid do you think we are?" This, was not the right thing to say.

"Oh, you did, did you? Is that why Annabeth is expecting a baby? Is that why you'll have a tyke to take care of?"

"Mom!" Percy says angrily.

"Mrs. Blowfis!" Annabeth says simultaneously.

She sighs, her rant apparently over.

"Gods, you two." She said with an impatient sigh. "Never, did I ever, expect this from you Annabeth."

Percy and Annabeth exchanged glances. Percy felt like crap for disappointing his mother in this way, and even though he was expecting it, he still felt horrible about it.

Sally Blowfis sighed again and placed her fork down, interlacing her fingers and staring at them both.

"Well if I stayed mad at you, I'd be calling myself a hypocrite. I was not much older than you were when I found out that I was pregnant with Percy."

Percy stared at the table. A subtle silence fell across the room as each of them were occupied in their own thoughts.

"Listen, Mom, I really don't know what to say. Annabeth and I are keeping the baby, and we wanted you to know. We want you to be a part of the baby's life." He finally spoke, having chosen his words carefully.

Annabeth nodded in agreement.

"Of course." Sally smiles somewhat tiredly.

"Listen, Mrs. Blowfis, could you not tell anyone about this just yet? I don't really feel comfortable telling people just yet."

"Whatever you say, Annabeth."

And so the evening passed rather comfortably. Sally gave some useful tips to Annabeth with the morning sickness and the whole pregnancy idea.

Finally, two hours later, Sally said her goodbyes.

"I think that could have gone better." Percy says as Annabeth picks up the dishes and puts them in the washer. She's still cleaning up the kitchen when Percy comes back.

"Yeah, probably. But atleast she understood." She puts away the last dish and goes into the room, with Percy following her.

She slipped off her dress, and even though she was pregnant, she still looked pretty hot to Percy. He sneaks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist from the back. She turns around to face him and kisses him. Just as she's about to let go and slip on her nightgown, Percy pulls her in again and kisses her more passionately. She responds enthusiastically, and kisses him back will sidling up closer to him and tangling her hands in his hair. They end up in bed together, sharing kisses and thoroughly enjoying each other's company.

Finally Annabeth pulled away and rested her head on his bare shoulder. She played with his hand and said,

"I'm worried, Perce."

She could feel him nodding with agreement.

"Me too."

They both fell into silence, lost in their own thoughts.