AN: Please check out the poll on my profile. I want you to decide which story I should write next. I'll give you a clue about what they are about…

The Psychic is a Hunger Games fic about Cinna the psychic telling Katniss she is in love with Peeta Mellark but she barely knows the baker's son and decides to get to know him to prove the psychic wrong.

The Bionic Lover's is about Annabeth being in a car accident and the only way for her to survive is if her limbs are replaced with bionic ones, making her the bionic woman. She meets Percy, the bionic man, and they save the world together and fall in love.

Kidnapped is about baby Percy getting kidnapped and when his 'mom' dies he realises that she's not his mother and travels around America with his best friend, Annabeth, to find his real parents.

The Patient is about Percy going in a coma after being in a car accident and Annabeth is a nurse and tries to keep him alive. They used to be best friends and when Percy wakes up he can only remember things that happened when Annabeth still lived in New York.

Wedding or No Wedding? is about Percy and Annabeth being best friends. Percy loves Annabeth but she is getting married to Luke. Percy helps Annabeth pick out her dress and at the end of it all she realises that she does love Percy but by the time she realises that Percy is in hospital.

I hope that helps you pick your favourite. Please go vote!

Annabeth

"You should have Percy with you when you experience your first kick, not me," Drew speaks up and moves her hand off my bump.

"What can I do? Barge into the cafeteria and make a scene just to tell Percy the baby kicked?" I ask, sarcastically.

"Yep." The look on Drew's face tells me she's serious and she pulls me to my feet and drags me to the busy cafeteria. By the time we reach the double doors we are sprinting, me dragging Drew by hand.

We barge through the doors and I force myself not to blush when everyone turns to look at us. I feel their eyes follow us as we run to the table. Percy frowns when he realises I'm running towards him and stands up. "What's the matter? Are you okay?" he asks, straight away. Stupid Seaweed Brain always worrying about me.

I nod, trying to catch my breath. Percy guides me to a seat and looks at Drew for an explanation. "What's the matter?"

"The baby kicked," is all she says and Percy is on his knees in front of me in a blur.

"Really?" he asks, excitedly. I take a deep breath and nod. Without speaking I take his hand and place it on my stomach. Our eyes never break contact as we wait for the little kick that makes me feel a warmth that I can only name love.

"Come on, baby," I mutter, breaking eye contact and looking at my stomach. "Kick for daddy." We wait a while longer. Nothing. Percy pulls his hand away.

"I'm sorry," I whisper, noticing the disappointment in his eyes.

"It's fine. I'm fine," he replies and flashes me a smile that I know is fake. He's disappointed that he missed it.

"It'll kick again soon, I promise." He nods and stands up. He looks around the cafeteria and I do the same and realise everyone is shooting Percy sympathetic looks. I feel kind of bad that the baby didn't kick for Percy even though it's not my fault and I guess it isn't the baby's either. It'll kick when it wants to.

"I feel terrible," Drew mutters and I offer her a sad smile.

"Don't worry about it," I whisper but Drew still looks guilty.

The bell rings a few minutes later and I walk to my last lesson rubbing my stomach like I'd seen many pregnant women do. I always wondered why they did it and it's only now that I realise its kind of natural. You just… do it, I guess. I reach my class and part with Percy who finally gives me a real smile even though it doesn't reach his eyes. He tells me to meet him at his locker and we can walk home together.

"Okay," I say and walk into the classroom.

As usual I pay attention and write notes as the teacher talks. I know that I'll need to try as hard as I can to get good grades since I'll be leaving when I'm about eight months along. I work the dates out in my head.

If I'm due around May 17th then I'll be leaving around April. So, I'll be missing over two months of work and exams, which means I'll have to do it all at home. I guess I don't mind doing that since it's quieter in Percy's bedroom and I'll be able to concentrate.

I realise I'm doing the exact opposite of what I should be. Here I am thinking about the future and not doing my work. I sigh. It's hard not to think about the future when there's a baby involved. I wonder what it'll look like… I'm doing it again. Concentrate, Annabeth! I tell myself.

I give up after five minutes and block out my teachers annoying voice. I decided I want the baby to look like Percy. I can imagine Percy holding a small baby with raven hair and beautiful sea-green eyes. I want the baby to be just like him… but maybe with my brain. I am clever than that Seaweed Brain.

I return to reality when I realise my teacher is standing in front of my desk with her hands on her hips. "What?" I ask, looking around. The class is empty.

"The day is over, Annabeth. I see that you've been busy daydreaming which means you didn't listen to what I was saying earlier," she snaps. I look at her guiltily.

"I'm really sorry," I apologise. "My mind is just on other things right now." Her eyes grow softer and she sighs.

"I understand. Run along," she says and walks away. I sigh softly in relief and pack my stuff before running to Percy's locker.

"Where was you?" he asks, frowning.

"I was daydreaming," I admit and blush.

"What about?" he asks, taking my books off me and leading me to the school exit.

"You and the baby," I mutter and glance at him. He's smiling.

"What did you see?" he asks.

"You holding a baby boy that looked just like you," I say and he shakes his head.

"Nah, it's going to be a girl that looks like you," he replies.

"A girl?" I ask.

"Well if I want it to look like you then it's going to be a girl, right? The same reason as why you daydreamed about a boy looking like me and not a girl," he explains.

"Right," I smile. "Why the hell would you want our child to look like me?"

"Because you are stunning and beautiful and you look really cute with a baby bump," he grins… and then turns red.

"You know you can be quite sweet sometimes, Seaweed Brain." He shrugs.

"What can I say, I'm a gentleman!" he says in an English accent. I laugh.

"You sure are," I reply and nudge him in the side with my elbow. He nudges me back. I shove him.

We do this for a while until we are both laughing too much. He rests an arm around my shoulder as we walk to the library. We stop outside the store and it suddenly feels awkward. "I'll see you later," Percy finally says after we just stare at each other for about a minute.

"Yeah," I whisper. "I… better go inside." I turn to go. Percy grabs my hand, his cheeks pink.

"Be careful," he whispers before kissing my cheek. I nod my head, to speechless to say anything and walk inside after flashing a smile.

(A Few Hours Later)

Once I get to Percy's apartment I am half asleep. I knock the door and Percy opens it. I stumble inside, yawning. "You want something to eat?" Percy asks and I shake my head.

"No, thanks. I'm just going to go to bed," I mutter. "Where's Paul and your mom?" I ask, realising I can't hear them.

"They went out to some restaurant for a meal," he explains.

"Aww, that's nice," I yawn again. "Are you going to bed too?"

"Yeah, I will. Work and school has made me really tired," he says and I look at him guiltily.

"Let me sleep on the couch. It's been a while since you've slept in your own bed," I say.

"No, it's fine," Percy replies and I grab his hand and drag him to his bedroom.

"Then we'll just sleep together. Besides, sleeping next to each other is nothing compared to other things we have done," I say and then blush. Percy chuckles. "Just get in bed!" I snap and this makes him laugh harder. I roll my eyes and push him onto the bed. He grabs my arm as he falls backwards, making me fall on top of him.

He stops laughing. I freeze. I suddenly feel very awake and alert. I can't seem to take my eyes off him. I swallow hard. He doesn't like me. He doesn't like me, I chant to myself and finally roll off of him while muttering a sorry. I pull the blanket over us and move as far away as possible, leaving a gap between Percy and me.

"Don't worry about it," Percy mutters and turns off the lamp. The room goes dark and I stare at the stars from his bedroom window.

"The city looks nice at night, huh?" Percy whisper and I turn onto my other side to face him. I look up and realise our chest's are touching. When did he move closer? I try to smile.

"Yeah," I whisper back, trying to ignore my heart, which is beating like a drum.

"Goodnight."

"Night," I reply before turning to face the window again. I can tell by Percy's breathing that he isn't asleep yet but I don't talk.

I toss and turn for a while, my back aching a little. "Are you okay?" Percy asks, breaking the silence.

"Yeah," I reply.

"Liar."

"It's my back," I admit. Percy starts massaging my back without another word. My eyes widen when I moan escapes my lips. I remember when he used to massage my feet months ago. He's amazing at it.

I close my eyes as his hands go under my shirt. I gasp a little as his warm hands leave Goosebumps. My back is better already but I don't want him to stop. So, I don't tell him.

My breathing gets lighter as I start drifting to sleep. I feel a few kicks and my eyes flutter open when I remember Percy's reaction earlier. I grab his hand off my back and place it on my stomach. I hear Percy gasp as the baby kicks and I turn my head a little to see his reaction. The smile on his face is so big and bright that it could beat the stars in a competition.

Once again I turn back around and this time I do fall asleep… with Percy's hand resting on my stomach all night.

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