Percy Jackson was trying to comfort his son, but a hospital wasn't exactly the best place for a two-year-old.
"Shh…" He whispered, stroking his son's dark hair. "Don't worry, Andy. Mommy is fine."
That just made the boy cry harder.
Percy hugged his son closer and rocked him back and forth. "Andy, you're going to have a baby sister! Shh…Everything's ok." The crying soon subsided as Andy began to suck on his little, chubby, two-year-old thumb.
Percy and Annabeth had been driving Andy around the city when Annabeth leaned over clutching her belly and told Percy to get her to the hospital. There had been no time to make arrangements to leave Andy with Percy's mother, and the hospital didn't allow children in the maternity ward. Percy and Annabeth had talked it over and Annabeth insisted Percy wait in the waiting room with Andy. One of her siblings would stop by later to bring the bag that had been sitting in the living room packed for weeks and watch over Andy for a little, giving Percy time to check up on his wife. Percy had not anticipated though that his son would burst into tears as soon as Annabeth was taken away.
He rubbed Andy's back gently, trying to calm not only his son's, but also his own nerves. Percy didn't like not being next to Annabeth, especially at a time like this.
Hours later, Malcolm arrived with the bag. He sat down next to Andy, who was coloring with his crayons, and whispered something to the child, making him smile instantly. Percy relaxed and headed up to find Annabeth.
"AAHHHH!" The screams were audible from the hallway. Percy slipped into the room silently and grabbed Annabeth's hand. Her face was red and sweaty, her hair matted, and she was dressed in a pale hospital gown. She couldn't have been more beautiful. She looked at him and relaxed, before the pain washed over her again and she clung to her husband's hand tightly.
After what seemed like mere minutes, Percy had to go back to the waiting room to stay with Andy.
"I love you," He said, kissing her cheek. "You're doing great."
Back in the dreaded room with Andy, Percy could do nothing but worry. He hated leaving Annabeth but she had insisted he go be with their son. At least Andy was quiet…
Percy's mom showed up a few hours later and took Andy back to her house. Percy felt much better being back with his wife, just in time for the birth, too! Annabeth dug her nails into Percy's palm. After many encouraging words, and a lot of pain and screams from Annabeth, a baby's wail could be heard. Husband and wife smiled at each other and moments later they were handed their second child.
"She's beautiful!" Percy gasped.
"Again with the hair!" Annabeth muttered, referring to the dark mop of hair on their daughter's head that resembled her husband's. "Percy, they BOTH have your hair!"
"Hey there, Elena," Percy cooed, using the name they had previously picked for their daughter.
Around a week later, Annabeth and the baby came home. Andy, who was eager to meet his new sister at first, had a hard time adjusting to a baby in the house. There was a lot of crying and smelly diapers. But that nigh, when the whole family sat in the living room, Annabeth holding baby Elena and Percy holding Andy, everything was perfect.
Ok, so this one was pure flashback for you guys. Shows a little bit about what happened when Elena was born. I'll probably have one of these for Andy and Maria too, but WAY later on. So. Did you like it? Please let me know! REVIEW! :P I'm sorry there was no actual 'story' in this, but the flashback was necessary. I'm also sorry it was so short :/ Please go read my other stories too. And REVIEW! (Wait. I said that already) Alright, my lovely readers: till next time!