Disclaimer: I don't own pjo. Only my OCs

Piper POV

My six month year olds would not be quiet. Reyna had a sore tummy and Peter had pooped in his diaper. First I saw to Reyna and gave her some baby medicine that Will had designed. Then I went and changed Peter. I set them down for naps in their cribs. I went into the kitchen to finish some designs. I heard the front door shut suddenly. Joyously I ran to the living room thinking I would see Jason. But instead I saw a large Manticore. I sheathed Katropis. Only to have it slashed out of my hand by its tail. I vase fell over with a huge crash. I heard the wails of my children as they woke up. The monster gave out a gravelly laugh. Then I remembered my most powerful weapon.

"You will pick up my knife." I commanded with a firm but calm voice. The twins were still crying and breaking my concentration. I ignored them and put all my effort into my charm speak. The monster obeyed but looked confused,

"No charmspeak!" he grunted.

"Now give it to me!" I said steadily. He did then I immediately stabbed him multiple time. His blood squirted on me but I didn't care. He vaporized and I was left sitting on the floor next to a ripped up couch. I heard the screams of my children and ran into their room. Peter was clinging onto the rails of his crib and Reyna was yelling. I picked them both up and rocked them. Peter was wearing a Spiderman onesie and Reyna a little yellow one. I went and sat in the rocking chair between their cribs. I placed them on my lap and started singing some Cherokee songs.

Soon we all started getting hungry. I went into the kitchen and gave the twins some food. Jason was late. I hoped he was ok. I decided to clear up when he arrived. After half an hour he arrived.

"Gods of Olympus!" he said. "Piper!"

"In here." I yelled. He sprinted in and hugged me tightly. I told him what happened and he looked shocked,

"I'm so proud Pipes! I'm glad you and the kids are ok too." He tickled Peter who squealed.

That night after we put the twins to sleep, we curled up on some cushions on the floor watching TV on Jason's laptop. We decided to chuck the couch and the TV was damaged during the fight. I had got a cut on my cheek so Jason patched it up. I lay with my head on his lap. We both swaddled in countless blankets. When the film ended we went to bed. I curled up in a ball and he put his warm arms around me.

I love Jiper. But not as much I love Percabeth.

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Izzie xxx