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Title: A Very Half-Blood Marriage – Chasing Happiness
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; post both series
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, spanking, mpreg/pregnancy, marriage, crossdressing, feminization/roleplay/pet-play, pegging, bigamy, threesome, hetero, shoujo-ai
Main Pairing: Nico/Percy
Side Pairings: Frank/Hazel/Leo, Pipabeth, Jason/Reyna, Chris/Clarisse, Malcolm/Katie, Jake/Will, Lou/Miranda, Kayla/Nyssa, Shane/Lacy, Austin/Mitchell, Nathan/Gwen, Dakota/Leila, Grover/Juniper, Tyson/Ella, Paul/Sally, Hades/Persephone, Zeus/Hera
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Jason Grace, Clarisse la Rue, Chris Rodriguez, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Katie Gardner, Malcolm Cage, Will Solace, Jake Mason, Lou Ellen, Miranda Gardner, Nyssa Black, Kayla Hein, Austin Barton, Mitchell Logan, Lacy Hunnigan, Shane McNabb, Thalia Grace, Gwen Ryder, Nathan McIntosh, Dakota Elle, Leila Fisher, Octavian Simmons, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Grover Underwood, Juniper, Tyson, Ella, Sally Blofis, Paul Blofis, Mrs. O'Leary, Small Bob, Blackjack, Tempest
Godly Characters: Zeus, Hera, Hestia, Poseidon, Demeter, Hades, Persephone, Aphrodite, Chiron
Own Characters of the Next Generation:
Octavian: Sedanur Aykan
Frazeleo: Esperanza Nicole Zhang
Pipabeth: Theadora Tiphane McLean
Nicercy: Bianca Maria di Angelo, Hades Poseidon di Angelo
Chrisse: Calandra Rodriguez, Chrysander Rodriguez
Jayna: Hercules Grace
Matie: Amarilla Cage
Summary: Percy and Nico are getting married in March 2014, on a double wedding with Frank, Hazel and Leo. Follow them through their wedding plans, wedding day, honeymoon, moving into their own house and starting their family. How Zeus freaks out about the firstborn child of Percy and Nico and how their family protects them. Watch the beginning of the di Angelo family unfold.
A Very Half-Blood Marriage
Chasing Happiness
Chapter 13: Heir (of Underworld and Sea)
Reyna, of whom Nico hadn't seen very much in the past months due to high pregnancy and then birth, looked like a wreck. Her normally beautiful, straight and shiny black hair resembled a bird's nest that was sloppily tied together with a headband, her sharp onyx-eyes were dull from being tired and adored by bags nearly as dark as the irises and the clothes she wore spotted roughly twenty different kinds of stains. She stared at him like one of his summoned zombies.
"I haven't slept in three months, please take him. Please", begged the daughter of Bellona, completely at her limit. "I want to take a long, hot bath, feel like a human being again, dress like a woman, not a mother, and do something fancy with Jason and then I just want to sleep."
Smiling amused to himself, he turned to the baby in his arms. A lot of blonde fluff was curling on the baby's head, electric-blue eyes sparkling as they stared up at Nico, the left hand nearly completely in his mouth as he drooled all over Nico. This was exactly how Nico imagined baby Jason to be – and according to Thalia, that was actually the case.
"Well then, you're gonna have a fun weekend with uncle Nico, right Hercules?", asked Nico.
He rocked the baby a bit, causing Hercules to yelp in delight. Reyna collapsed against him, hugging them both in utter relief. Hercules Grace had been born in September – the reason why Reyna hadn't attended the Halloween trick-or-treating tour, because she had gone to visit her sister with the one-month-old baby. It was March now and Jason and Reyna were running on their last bit of fuel. Hercules was barely six months old and he was a lot to handle. Not that Nico minded, after all he was the godfather of the little blonde. Hercules yawned and snuggled up to Nico.
"Mama?", mumbled the sleepy boy.
"Sh, mommy and daddy will come and pick you up tomorrow", cooed Reyna, kissing his forehead.
"Say 'bye-bye, mommy'", grinned Nico, taking Hercules' hand to wave it a little.
"Baba, mama!", giggled Hercules.
"That boy adores you", sighed Reyna relieved. "Last month, we tried to leave him with the Zhangs. He didn't stop crying whenever Frank was close by and he constantly pulled Hazel's hair..."
"Not a problem. You, go and feel like a proper human being", ordered Nico amused.
Reyna nodded numbly and walked away. Shaking his head, Nico returned inside, carrying the little blonde in his arms. He headed straight back to the living room where he had come from when the doorbell had disturbed his afternoon. It was Saturday and Percy, who was really not up to walking around too much with his seven months of pregnancy, had decided to invite the Rodriguezes and the Chases over. Percy was sitting on the couch with Annabeth and Piper, while Clarisse and Chris sat opposite them. Their children were on the large, fluffy carpet that the di Angelos had bought for their living room to make the floor more comfortable for the little ones. Thea Chase, by now nearly two years old, Calandra Rodriguez and Bianca Maria, the latter both one year old, were all sitting on the ground, playing with colorful wooden blocks and animal figurines. Nico frowned confused when he couldn't spot the fourth little one. Chrysander Rodriguez, Calandra's twin-brother.
"Uncle Nico!", yelped the boy as if on cue.
Ah, silly Nico. Of course Chrysander was sitting on Percy's lap. If Hercules sucked up to Nico, then Chrysander sucked up to Percy. Especially now that Percy grew rounder with basically every week, the toddler seemed completely mesmerized. Chrysander was one of the cutest things Nico could picture, if he was being honest. All chubby-cheeked and bright-eyed, but those eyes were nougat-brown and soft like those of a little, loyal puppy. And his messy chocolate-brown hair wasn't helping that image of a lost puppy any. Chrysander smiled brightly at Nico, waving.
"Yes I'm back, bambino", chuckled Nico and sat down next to Percy and Chrysander.
"Oh! Herc!", gasped Chrysander, if possible his eyes grew even larger.
He practically threw himself at Nico and Herc, hugging the little blonde's middle and pressing his cheek against Hercules' shoulder-blades, grinning broadly. Nico chuckled amused. He didn't need to be the oracle to know where this was going. Growing up, those two would be inseparable and up to no good. He knew what Clarisse planned for her son. Chrysander would be trained and schooled to be the biggest Greek hero (next to the little one currently residing inside of Percy's stomach, quite obviously, if Nico may add). There was little doubt that Hercules Grace, son of two praetors, the Roman hero of the Titan War and two of the heroes of the Giant War, was destined to become a great hero himself. A lot of pressure on the little ones, but Nico was confident they would surpass it.
"Uhm, Nick? You know I'm already expecting a baby, right? You didn't have to steal another one."
"Ha, ha, funny, amore", snorted Nico and rolled his eyes. "Reyna looks like death warmed over – and coming from a son of Hades, that means something – so I took the little bugger off them."
He tickled Herc's stomach, causing the blonde toddler to giggle happily. The sound finally also caught the attention of the girls. Though Calandra wasn't much interested in the boy. She already had a little boy pestering her all day long. And Bianca Maria was way too happy to play with Calandra to pay attention to it. Thea however found it very fascinating, so she hastily walked over to the couch and climbed up to sit on her mommy Annabeth's lap, observing Herc.
"Blonde", said Thea curiously, patting Herc's head like he was a puppy and tugging on her mommy's curls, looking from one to the other. "Blonde is pretty. Pretty boy!"
Giggling to herself, she leaned over to place a wet kiss on Herc's cheek, like she usually did with her mommy. Clarisse snorted and rolled her eyes while sipping her coffee. Calandra, upon seeing her mommy do it, mimicked the gesture and also snorted and rolled her eyes.
"I love your mini me, Clarisse", noted Piper with a half-grin. "So adorable!"
"Yeah, she's a good girl", agreed Clarisse with a giant and proud grin.
Chris had a fond expression on his face as he looked from his wife to their daughter. This really was all that mattered. As a demigod who grew up in Camp Half-Blood after his mother had died too young, family was a strange concept to him. This, a house and a wife and two children, it was maybe the most normal concept of family, yet to him it was completely new and confusing and he feared that he wasn't doing good. And he would do anything to be good for them, as good as they were for him. Leaning down, he grabbed Calandra by the armpits and lifted her up. She yelped in protest at first – she hated being manhandled as much as her mother did – but then she settled down when she realized that it was her dad. Smiling brightly at him, she snuggled up to him.
"Mamma! Cuddles!", whined Bianca Maria at that.
Calandra was with her daddy, Chrysander was half squishing Hercules while sitting on Nico's lap and Thea was also sitting on her mommy's lap. If everyone got cuddles, she wanted cuddles too. Clarisse heaved a sigh as she saw the strained, highly pregnant hero sitting opposite from her. Standing up, she walked over to Bianca Maria and picked her up to place her on Percy's lap.
"Thank you, War Princess", grinned Percy and tilted his head.
"Whatever, Disney Princess", huffed Clarisse with another roll of her eyes.
She returned to her husband and sat down next to Chris, caressing Calandra's hair tenderly.
"This is the next generation", mused Annabeth, looking around the room. "Thea, Sander, Cally, Bia, Herc... and of course little Sparky and the one inside you, Percy. Seven future heroes..."
"Why does that upset my stomach like that?", muttered Piper with a frown.
"No idea", smiled Percy with a carefree glint in his eyes. "Because as long as they have each other, like we had each other, there is no problem that can stop them. Not a single one."
/break\
By the time Clarisse, Chris, Annabeth, Piper and their children had left and Hercules and Bianca Maria were put to bed, both Nico and Percy were tired to the bones. Nico was brushing his teeth and watching Percy from the doorway of the bathroom. The son of Poseidon was sprawled out on the bed, caressing his stomach with one hand while holding a book with the other. Percy with glasses was hot. The newest invention of Lou Ellen and her siblings. Enchanted glasses. Since demigod brains were wired for ancient Greek or Latin, they had enchanted glasses to automatically translate any language into ancient Greek. Or Latin, in the Roman version of the glasses. And ever since Percy had first fallen pregnant, he had started reading more. He was... concerned, to put it mildly. Nico disliked this aspect of Percy, the one with the low self-esteem based on dozens of school-changes and failed tests and classes, of being called stupid by his first stepfather, his classmates and his teachers. If only he could just take it all away.
"You're been staring at the same page for ten minutes now. Either the enchantment on your glasses is wearing off, or you're not really paying attention to it", noted Nico as he was done.
"Yeah", sighed Percy and put both the book and his glasses away. "I've been thinking about baby names, actually. I mean... I wanted to name my son Lucas Paul, but... now that Annabeth and Piper can have children too, I feel like... she has more of a right to that name, you know?"
Nico walked over to the bed and sighed in relief, because if he was being honest, he hadn't exactly been looking forward to naming his first son after the man that had tried to kill his husband (on several occasions, at that). "So, what else have you come up with, amore?"
"Tyson Paul maybe?", mused Percy with a frown. "But I don't actually want to name him that, because Ty is still very much around – thank the gods – so it would lead to confusion. I will name one of our boys Tyson, as a middle name, but... Mh... You make a suggestion, Nick."
"I've had a name in mind for a while now", admitted Nico a little embarrassed, running his fingers through his hair as he looked over at Percy. "Hades Poseidon di Angelo."
At first Percy laughed, but then he realized his husband was actually being serious. "No! Not happening, Niccoló Antonio di Angelo! We are not naming our son Hades! Hades Poseidon, at that! Can you imagine the teasing that poor child would have to suffer through?! As a boy growing up with the name Perseus, I can tell you that it won't be pretty. No."
"That's why I haven't told you about it yet", sighed Nico and slumped down a little.
"Well, why did you choose that name to begin with?", asked Percy curiously, snuggling up to Nico.
"They're our fathers", pointed Nico out, smoothing Percy's hair softly. "They... cared for us. My father brought my mother, my sister and me away from war, wanted to hide us and save us, even though the gods weren't supposed to intervene. Your father... he always loved you most. Both are currently fighting tooth and nail for the sake of our happiness and family. I... I thought we could honor our fathers' deeds that way. Maybe... also to show our children that their grandfathers care."
"Urgh. Okay, yes", sighed Percy with a slow nod. "That would be a sweet gesture. But... still..."
"Compromise?", suggested Nico and kissed Percy's temple. "I mean, you could live with Perseus too, because people call you Percy. If I can find a normal nickname, can we take the name?"
"Deal", agreed Percy with a large grin, resting his head on Nico's shoulder.
"Okay", said Nico with a nod, frowning deeply in thought. "Hades Poseidon. HP?"
"Harry Potter", countered Percy and rolled his eyes. "Also... initials aren't a nickname."
"Hay?", suggested Nico, raising one eyebrow.
"Just no", huffed Percy and made a face. "Hay is for horses."
"Ha-des Po-sei-don...", spelled Nico out slowly. "Hapo? Uh, no. Po... Poe?"
"Edgar Allen?", supplied Percy with one unimpressed arched eyebrow. "Not happening."
"Popo then?", continued Nico, scratching his chin. "It's cute, isn't it?"
"It's German for butt. I'm not naming my firstborn son butt", huffed Percy with a death-glare.
"Ha-des Po-sei-don...", drawled Nico out. "Ha-des Po-sei-don... Poseidon... Don. Donny. Don is a strong and serious name, for when he's a grown-up, but Donny is cute, for our little bambino."
"Donny", echoed Percy, face slowly brightening. "Donny di Angelo. I like it. Yes."
"Yes?", asked Nico surprised, a smile splitting his face as he kissed Percy.
"Yes. We have a name for our son", laughed Percy between kisses. "Hades Poseidon di Angelo."
/break\
"Hades Poseidon di Angelo!", exclaimed an enthusiastic Hades.
"Yeah. I know. Why not Poseidon Hades?", huffed a very pouty Poseidon.
"Because, dear brother, for one, I am older, secondly my son is the one who suggested the name and thirdly, I find it hard to stumble over your lengthy name first. Poseidon Hades di Angelo is a tongue breaker, but Hades Poseidon di Angelo, that rolls off the tongue easily", declared Hades.
"Like little boys, comparing their new toys", sighed Demeter and shook her head in frustration.
"Though I do like the name Donny", said her daughter with a light-hearted voice. "It's cute."
"Yes", agreed Hestia with a smile. "Donny di Angelo. It does ring nicely. He's going to be a sweet boy, I'm sure of it. Just like his fathers. Hopefully... less of a trouble-magnet though."
At that, grave silence filled the room and the other gods nodded in agreement. Persephone had a sly little smile tugging on her lips as she thought about it. Donny di Angelo, it did have a ring to it. She could practically smell his bright future. Well, if Zeus would let it come to that. A frown marred her features. Her father had outwitted her and Hades before, back when she was young and in love and had actually wanted to marry the king of the underworld and be his queen. Granted, the tales are told by the victors so the 'big, bad' king of the underworld had abducted the 'poor, defenseless' Spring Goddess like a useless damsel in distress and forced her to get married. Persephone huffed at that thought. With a vengeful stepmother like Hera, who in their right mind would be happy to grow up on Olympus? No, the bad boy that was Hades had charmed her and lured her away from home with the promise of something new and different. With the promise of love. This time, she wouldn't let her father win. Granted, it was a very strange concept to her to work together with her stepmother/aunt on this one, but she also had to give Percy Jackson credit for it. After all the things he had been through because of Hera, he had still been wise enough to use her ego to his advantage. Praying to her, making offerings to her, personally inviting her to his wedding, because 'a wedding couldn't possibly miss the Goddess of Marriage'. He was stroking her ego and Hera was purring like a kitten. And in the end, Hera may actually hold the answer Persephone had been looking for...
/break\
He was perfect. He was beautiful and perfect. At first, he had seemed to look just like Bianca Maria had when he had first held her – with the additional penis, obviously, but other than that, just the same. But then the little one had opened his eyes and all Nico could do was gasp. Those eyes. Percy's eyes. Green as sea-foam at the shallow beach, deep and seemingly bottomless in its beauty.
"Give. Me. My. Son", ordered Percy, tired but irritated. "Stop hogging the baby, Nico!"
He was downing a liter of water in one go to restore some strength and Will had already handed him some nectar while Nico was busy admiring their newborn son. Bia sat curled together on her auntie Thalia's lap, right next to Percy. The huntress had her bow with her. Her brother was next to her, though Reyna had remained home with Herc, Clarisse stood with the Graces. Annabeth, Hazel and Leo were on the other side of Percy's bed, Leo having a little flame dancing around his fingers in a nervous habit, but also to show that he too was 'at the ready', so to speak. Percy was aware other friends were outside the room and some also outside the hospital, laying in the wait. Today was the day. The weather had reached a new peak of darkness and chaos. Yet every few moments, the nearly black sky was lit up blindingly bright by lightning. Today, they would see if there would be a war. Nico placed the baby in his husband's arms and Percy placed a tender kiss on his nose.
"So... What's his name?", asked Annabeth, looking at her best friend.
"Hades Poseidon di Angelo", announced Percy softly. "Donny, Donny di Angelo."
"A worthy name for the lad!", declared the very untypically pleased voice of Hades.
Tension grew as seven gods appeared in their midst. Right opposite Percy's bed appeared Zeus, facing Percy head on. On his right were Hades, Demeter and Persephone and on his left were Poseidon, Hera and Hestia. Zeus looked more vengeful than ever before and that was saying something. He held onto the Master Bolt quite tightly and the fact alone that he had brought his most powerful weapon to begin with was a tell-tale. Percy sat up. Nico motioned for his husband to remain seated, but Percy brushed the hand on his shoulder off with quite the annoyance. If Nico really thought that Percy would let their friends fight his battle, he had another thing coming. Still, their friends readied their respective weapons and took on a defensive stance too.
"Touch my son or my daughter and I will wage a war against you like you have never seen before in your long life, Lord Zeus", warned Percy with an authority not unlike a god, raising his right hand as Zeus took a step forward. "And I'd prefer for you to keep your distance to my family while wielding any dangerous weapons like, say, the Master Bolt I returned to you years ago. Don't forget just how much you owe me. I'm done being a hero, I'm done fighting. All I want is this. A peaceful life with the man I love and our children. But just because I want peace doesn't mean I'm not capable of war anymore. If you want war, you can have it. Just think about it first."
Nico's eyes – along with those of everyone else – widened when Zeus actually stopped. Not on his own account. He himself seemed the most shocked when his movements froze. Annabeth shuddered. It was not much unlike Tartarus, when Percy had manipulated the fluids of a goddess to the point where he had nearly killed her. She never thought she'd see him use it on an Olympian.
"Now, now. Threatening gods with a baby on your arm", chided Persephone, trying to lighten the atmosphere as she approached and took Donny off Percy. "And aren't you the cutest? I don't see why you should be the cause for a war. And don't you look a lot like your mother? A hero in the wake, I can just see the glory you will bring for Olympus one day. A new generation of heroes. And you, I want for myself. I want you to fight in my name one day, Donny di Angelo." Percy frowned, fist still in the air, controlling the water inside Zeus to keep him from moving (a very draining power, but he was fueled by a mother's protectiveness and pushing his limits). "I've never had a... champion before. A hero to fight in my name, but the Fates suggest I could use one. You wouldn't deny your daughter her right for a champion, would you, father?"
Seeing where this was going, Percy cautiously released his hold on Zeus and took a step back, hand resting on Bia's head, seeing as the little girl was hiding behind his leg now. Zeus gritted his teeth as he looked around. Persephone was holding the baby, a brilliant golden-green glow surrounding him as the Blessing of Persephone manifested in her new champion. Poseidon and Hades had been ready to fight him if he dared to make one wrong move – the same could be said about the demigods present, most of all Nico di Angelo, who was surrounded by an aura as dark as Hades' himself. But none of them as frightening as Percy Jackson – not that Zeus would ever admit that aloud. He would have never thought that a mere demigod would hold that kind of power over a god, but then he remembered his sister's words from a few months back. The next generation would take down the rulers one day, it was the way history repeated himself. Yet that day didn't have to be today.
"Of course I wouldn't, dear daughter", ground Zeus out, dismissing his Master Bolt for now.
Persephone smiled self-righteous as she held the baby up. "Let it be known that Hades Poseidon di Angelo will be my champion, to fight his battles in my name and with my blessing. For Olympus."
Percy had a grateful smile on his lips as he allowed himself to relax a little. His knees were wobbly, he had just given birth and controlled one of the most powerful gods alive. Nico was at his side right away, laying one arm around his waist to guide him back to the bed to sit down and rest.
Author's note: I feel like all my A/Ns start with this lately, but next chapter will be the last. The epilogue, actually. It'll have the very first meeting between Sander and Donny.
Once this story is over, I'll post a new one relatively right away, a collection of short chapters focusing on how the family grew (together and also how they grew in numbers) in the span between this story and "Chasing Fireflies", as the last link between the two, so to speak. Every di Angelo will get equal screentime on this, so not to worry, their family story isn't over yet ;)