Random Person with No Name is in shock. Alright guys. This is the penultimate- *gaspbigword* – chapter. We have two options. There can be a sequel or an epilogue. The sequel will take a bit of work for me to think through, and you guys need to let me know in your reviews and a poll on my profile which you want me to do. I won't make my decision immediately, because I want to hear what you think, and if you want to have a sequel, and have some ideas what I could do, let me know. It's up to you guys for want you want to read. So LET ME KNOW!

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Mood: Emotional. Sappy. Much like Will, I hate both.

Song I'm Listening To: A Team by Ed Sheeran- love him so much.

Diss: I hate to say this, but the feeling I have that I'm almost done this story. . . That I won't have to worry about writing it anymore. . . It's a weird feeling. I want to keep writing, but the whole point of this story was Will falls in love, and it's not easy, but he gets there eventually. I have no ideas for a sequel at the moment, only rough images. Let me know what you guys want.

I don't know why I'm scared/ I've been here before/ Every feeling/ Every word- One and Only by Adele

I wake up in the cupboard I call a bed with a smile on my face. The beds in here really were ridiculous. I can't even sit up properly. It's a miracle no one's suffocated.

That Devan kid, that arrived at camp last night, was claimed at the campfire last night, after I had run out. He was in one of bunks below me, and apparently he can't sit up properly either. I heard a dull thunk and a muttered "ow" and I have to admit, I snickered slightly.

I slid open the doors of my bunk, and crawled out. I slid the doors shut, still smiling. When the doors were closed, they blended into the wall and looked like the rest of the cabinets holding all of the other crap we used to have floating around in the main part of the cabin. All that was there now were instruments, and a couple writing desks. I leaned against the doors of the recording booth, and smiled at all the times I remember Zach and Tyler would hide in there and pop out to scare Lee and Michael. I miss those guys. Lee was the one to teach me archery, and how to play guitar. Michael taught me healing, and he introduced me to Nyssa.

When I thought of her, my smile grew bigger, and I probably looked like an idiot. I sat down on one of the benches and picked up Lee's old guitar, that I had attempted to teach Nyssa one time. The results were disastrous. She was more interested in how one was made than in playing.

Abby crawled out of her bunk, quickly followed by Erica. They were normally the first ones up. Abby was slightly surprised at me being up, but she came over and gave me a hug. I pressed a kiss on her blonde curls that were more than slightly tangled, as Erica snuck up behind the child with a comb. I released Abby in time for her to dodge Erica and almost run into the piano.

I watched their little game as everyone else slowly woke up. Devan was still having trouble opening his door, but it popped open when Abby ran into it, finally unable to escape Erica. They wore matching looks of surprise and disorientation as Abby flopped onto the ground and Devan rubbed his head. They looked at each other until Abby smiled and gave him a big hug.

"Good Morning!" Abby released him, and ran straight into Erica's waiting arms. The munchkin squirmed until Erica released her, her short curls only slightly less tangled.

I smiled around at all my brothers and sisters. Some of them were morning people, some of them not so much. Just like the Hermes kids having similar features, there was some feature of all of them that glowed a golden color. Zach, Abby, Lizzie, Joel, Lena, and I all had golden blonde hair. Erica had bright red hair, but her skin had an everlasting tan, and so did Carliegh, Josh, Lisa, and Nick. Tyler, Jasmine, Jake, and the triplets all had golden hazel eyes.

Devan, however, was different. He was African America, but what I didn't notice last night was the streaks of blonde that ran through his shaggy, textured hair. His eyes weren't a golden hazel, which wouldn't have been so unusual. They were hazel, but more green and dark brown than gold.

All of my younger siblings, with the exception of Abby and Devan, were sending me knowing looks. They were probably in Erica and Zach's control room watching footage from behind the cabin last night.

I rolled my eyes as Brad waggled his eyebrows suggestively as I called out, "Cabin 7, fall in!"

Josh slung his quiver over his shoulder and grabbed his bow, coming to stand in front of me. Carliegh stuffed something in her pocket before grabbing her backpack and falling in. Sarah, then Erica, Lizzie, Zach, Nick, Brad, Nicole, Mandy- those last three often switched, as triplets- and then Joel, Tyler, Jake, Lena, Lisa, Jasmine, and Abby. I smiled down the line as they adjusted backpacks, or quivers, or in Erica's case, a suspicious looking package marked, 'Delevir to the Stolls if fuond.' They still couldn't spell, after years of tutoring from Annabeth. Course, it could just be their dyslexia- it was almost as bad as Percy's.

These thoughts were banished from my mind when the box rattled.

I eyed the box once more as Erica smiled as innocently as possible for someone like her. I shrugged, before noticing Devan in a corner, looking lost.

"Don't you want breakfast, man?" I turned around, smiling at him.

"Um, what am I supposed to do?" Devan shifted uncomfortably.

Abby ran over to him and grabbed his hand, dragging him over to the line. "Come with me!" She smiled at him brightly, and he gave a hesitant smile back.

I smiled once more, before opening the door to the cabin, and stopping shortly as I saw Nyssa and Leo arguing, flames dancing through his hair.

"It is not a stupid idea to try and make everlasting flaming arrows! You wouldn't have to worry about lighting them before you shoot them, and you wouldn't have to worry about them going out!"

Nyssa groaned. "Leo, they will burn you. Well, not you, but- you get my idea! Not all of us are fireproof!"

Leo noticed me just then. "Will! Don't you think it would be convenient to have flaming arrows that never burned down or went out?"

"I think it would light the rest of the quiver on fire." I said. "If you could find some way to control that, so that way the fire doesn't spread until the arrow hits its target, I think it wouldn't be a bad idea."

Nyssa smiled at me, and I grinned back. The moment was ruined shortly.

"Yes!" Leo yelled. "Now it's time for bacon!" He ran off, dragging Nyssa behind him. She managed to turn and wave at me, and I waved back, goofy smile never leaving my face.

Josh gave me a little push, and I could hear Nick and Tyler catcalling. I walked to breakfast, walking past the Hephaestus cabin, where they all stood sleepily, except for Leo and Nyssa, as Leo blabbered on excitedly and Nyssa was then dragging him to breakfast. It was funny, how easily she could pick him up.

We laughed, and I winked at her. She smiled, and I swear a faint blush colored her face.

("Just for the record, I did not blush. Leo would have noticed, and it would have distracted me."

"Seriously? You wait til now to interrupt my story?"

"Shut up Will.")

So anyway, we walked on up to breakfast. When we reached the braziers, I threw in a huge pancake and the juciest cantaloupe.

'To Dad, and Hephaestus, for not incinerating me, and Aphrodite, as well, since everything worked out.'

Breakfast was noisy, as usual. Everyone was goofing off, and even Devan got into the fun. He was distracted, though, when that girl- Bethany, I think- walked in with the Hermes cabin. Both of the Stolls had matching black eyes, and Bethany looked surprisingly smug.

"I'll be back." Devan got up quickly and ran over to Bethany. Erica was hot on his heels, heading over to the Stolls, making fun of their bruises before relinquishing the suspicious box.

Other than that, breakfast was uneventful. So was the rest of the day, until Ability Training with Hephaestus.

We were in the forges that day, and the Hephaestus kids were working while we Apollo kids were trying to see if we could dissipate some of the heat. Not that either of our groups minded. It was just everyone else in camp who didn't like it.

I was watching Nyssa as she worked, when I felt hands on my back. I turned around to see Abby pushing me in Nyssa's direction. She gave me a toothy smile, before going back to pushing. I took the hint and walked over.

"I think it just got a bit hotter in here." I smiled as I walked over to Nyssa.

She frowned and rubbed sweat off her forehead, leaving motor oil splashed across instead. I grinned, as she said, "I don't feel a difference."

I grinned broader. "Wherever you are, it's definitely hot. You look good."

She rolled her eyes, but didn't fight the smile that crept onto her face. I sat down in a chair facing the opposite direction as her workbench.

("Think the desk arrangement on Castle, like how Castle and Beckett sit."

"I didn't know you watched that- hey, stop interrupting me!")

We sat and talked for the rest of the time, teasing and flirting. Nyssa almost smacked me when Leo dropped something, and she bent down to pick it up. In my defense, the angle was quite nice, and Nyssa does have a very nice-

I'll stop talking about that.

I hugged Nyssa goodbye at the end of the hour, and headed on to swordfighting, with Poseidon.

Percy was talking to Annabeth, who was wanting to go somewhere, but Percy wouldn't let her. Carliegh, Jasmine, and I walked over to see what the issue was.

"I'm pregnant, not invalid!" Annabeth crossed her arms on top of her bloated stomach.

"I know, but you shouldn't be walking around more than absolutely necessary." Percy pleaded.

"He's right Annabeth." I said. She was about to argue with me, but suddenly her face contorted into pain.

"Ugh," She let out, and Percy was sitting down next to her in an instant.

"Annabeth?" Worry laced his voice, and he wrapped an arm around Annabeth. She grasped his hand as her face cleared again.

"I'm fine, Percy." She shivered a bit. "That was normal. It's been happening since yesterday."

"Yeah, no." I said. "That's not normal. You're coming into the infirmary."

Annabeth glared at me, and opened her mouth to protest, when her face creased in pain again. She whimpered slightly, and gasped.

"Her water's broke." Carliegh sat down on the other side of Annabeth. Jasmine ran off to the rest of our cabin, and they scattered, most of them headed toward the infirmary.

We helped Annabeth to her feet, and started walking as quickly as we could to the infirmary. My siblings were running everywhere, reporting to me.

"I've started running a bath, it'll help you relax."

"Will, where do you want the towels?"

"There's a bed set up in the back."

"Someone get Chiron."

"I'll do it." Erica ran past me.

"Erica!" I called after her. "Don't come back in until we're done!"

She nodded. We both knew she would pass out, so no arguments came.

"Where's that thermometer?"

"Why do we need a thermometer?"

"Put it back, Jake. We don't need the thermometer."

"Oh, that's where it went."

"Shut up Tyler."

"Make me!"

"Guys!" I yelled. "Now is not the time. Get the blood pressure monitor."

The order was relayed until someone grabbed it. Abby fluffed a pillow, and adjusted it as Annabeth laid down.

"I got the timer."

"How far apart are the contractions?"

"1 minute."

"That's not good." I muttered. "Annabeth, why didn't you say something sooner?"

"I'm sorry!" She groaned.

From there it was all a blur. Percy diligently held Annabeth's hand as she screamed profanities at him. I think someone made Abby put on earplugs. I don't remember how much time passed.

The three little boys were born soon. The first was quickly followed by the second, only 3 minutes between them, but the third held on. 14 minutes later, the third Jackson son was born.

Annabeth and Percy both had broad smiles as they held their sons. Zach grabbed a camera and took a couple pictures.

"What are their names?" Abby was bouncing up and down, clearly excited.

"I'm holding Paul Matthew." Percy smiled broadly down at the little blue bundle in his arms.

"This little guy is Fredrick Grover." Annabeth smiled sleepily, and Percy took the green mess of blankets. The last one, in a red blanket, was screaming at the top of his little lungs.

"And Mr. Screamer is Lucas William." Annabeth smiled at me, as I realized what they were saying.

At that moment, Travis and Grover came bursting in through the door, followed by Hazel, Piper, and Nyssa.

"Travis," Percy smiled. "This is Paul Matthew Jackson." He carefully handed Travis the baby. "He's your godson. Don't ask why."

Travis smiled hugely, and I noticed Katie had slipped in through the door and was watching quietly. All of my siblings were resting against the wall, and Erica had slipped in. They were watching, smiling broadly.

"Hazel," Annabeth smiled at the younger girl. "You're his godmother."

Hazel smiled and clapped her hands. Travis handed her the wriggling baby, and she tucked the blue blanket back around Paul.

"Grover, Piper, this is Frederick Grover Jackson." Grover looked absolutely shocked at the name, and Piper gladly took the green blanket-wrapped baby.

Annabeth chuckled at Grover's face. "You can call your godson Fred."

Grover's jaw dropped and Piper cooed at the squirming baby.

"Will, Nyssa, Percy called us forward and handed Nyssa the baby in the red blanket. "Meet your godson, Lucas William Jackson."

Nyssa smiled down at the baby boy, and I wrapped my arms around her from behind, leaning way down to rest my head on her shoulder. It helped that I was on the lower step of the staircase thing in the middle of the infirmary.

Nyssa smiled at me as I looked down at the infant. He squirmed around, and I held out one of my fingers. One of his tiny hands grasped it, while the other one formed a tiny fist and waved around, almost hitting Nyssa. The child screwed up his tiny face and wailed, his entire skull flushing red as blood rushed to his head. Nyssa quickly handed him back to Annabeth, and Hazel and Piper did the same.

Zach ordered us all into one big picture, and waved Chiron, Frank, Jason, Katie, and Leo into the picture as well.

We all smiled as Leo bent his face down to Paul's. We all laughed as a little fist came out and bopped him in the face.

Zach was everywhere taking pictures and video. Erica started singing "Happy Birthday" for some reason, and a lot of kids joined in. Nico had slipped in at some point, hugged Hazel hello, and made his way over to Erica. She threw her arms around him, and he smiled.

I got to hold Lucas at some point. "Hey, Annabeth." I said. "Why don't we call him Luke?"

The smiles from everyone who heard was enough confirmation.

It really was the perfect day.

Awwwww. Will's a sweetheart, even if he doesn't want to admit it. Alright, I'm gonna remind you guys again. There will be one more chapter after this. You guys need to let me know whether or not you want it to be another happy chapter like this one, or if you want Will to feel pain, blah blah blah. The happy chapter will be an epilogue, pain chapter will set everything up for a sequel.

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Peace, Love, and Percy Jackson,

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