Chapter 37

December

We watched the newly wed couple spin around in a circle, smiling and exchanging small kisses every so often as they danced to some slow song I don't know the name of. I glanced at Annabeth out of the corner of my eye, seeing her smile softly as she leaned into my side, resting her head on my shoulder. She sighed in content, kissing my cheek as the song finished and everyone was welcomed back onto the dance floor. They started playing another slow song when I was suddenly being tugged by the hand towards the dance floor. I looked up into the pleading grey eyes of my girlfriend. I groaned as I got up from my chair.

"Do we have to, I've been on my feet all day." I groaned as I was led to the centre of the room. Annabeth put her arms around my neck and I slipped mine around her waist. She rolled her eyes as she glared at me.

"I don't care, I want one dance with my boyfriend, like it or lump it." I groaned as we swayed slowly spinning in a circle around the balloon filled room. I was self concious about the way this was going as it was the first time I'd danced, especially to a slow song.

"If I step on your feet, I'm sorry." I mumbled feeling my face heat up slightly. She smiled slightly and wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging herself to me as we swayed.

It had been a few weeks after Tyson's wedding, officially welcoming Ella into the Jackson family. I frowned as I heard Annabeth sprint out of bed and into the toilet, puking into the bowl of the recently cleaned toilet. I sighed and rolled out of bed, rubbing her back as I held her hair back. After a couple of minutes she pulled back and I gave her a glass of water from the sink. "Are you okay? You've been sick three days in a row." I wondered as she stood to wash out her mouth. She nodded her head and sighed.

"Yeah it must be something I ate." She responded, not really sounding sure of herself. I nodded and pecked her sweaty forehead, scooping her up into my arms.

"Okay, I'll go make you some soup, then I have to go back to the factory, you going to be okay by yourself?" I wondered as I laid her down on the bed. she nodded and smiled hesitantly. I pecked her forehead once more.

"Get some sleep, I'll be in, in a second with your soup." she nodded faintly as she curled up into a ball on he side. I walked out and wandered into the kitchen, opening the tin of chicken soup, placing it in the microwave. I poured the soup into a bowl placing some bread on the side, five minutes later and brought it into the bedroom. I placed it on the bedside table, looking at my quiet girlfriend laying on the bed. I frowned and kissed her cheek. "I love you Wise girl, I'll see you in a few hours." I whispered as I saw her nod faintly. I walked out of the front door, and headed towards the garage, stepping into the first car to my left which was my Mitsubishi Evo 8. I started it up, the cars anti-lag system revving to life. I drove slowly out of the main gate, putting my foot down as the car set off up the private trail towards the main road.

My thoughts about Annabeth were stopping me from getting any work done as I looked at the clock, seeing that it read 10:54am. I sighed as I closed the lid of my laptop and made my way down to the car, sure she might have only been sick but still, I wanted to be there as I stepped into the car and started driving towards my house.

I came to a stop outside the garage, noticing that my Puma had been moved from its spot at the back, to the spot where I got the Evo from. I looked curiously at the car as I pulled up and stepped out. As soon as I entered the house I heard faint sobs from upstairs. I made my way up the steps quickly, thinking to myself that she might be hurt.

"Annabeth?" I asked, waiting for an answer to see that she wasn't in the bedroom. I heard sniffling from the bathroom and wrapped my knuckles twice at the door.

"Wise Girl?" I wondered as I pushed the door open, peeping my head in through the opening to see my girlfriend crying and wiping her eyes at my entry. I frowned and walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her from the toilet seat, pulling her into my lap. I glanced at the sink, seeing something that made me curious until my heart stopped at what they were. Three sticks were displayed on the sink.

"Annabeth." I whispered quietly, looking at the tear streaked, red eyed face of my girlfriend.

"Percy." Annabeth whispered hoarsely, taking a shaky breath. "I'm pregnant."

I froze slowly letting my head hit the wall behind me. How could I have let this happen. I'm such an idiot. I thought back to the last time we had sex, which was about five days ago. I'm so screwed. My mum is going to kill me, dad will be happy, probably, to have a grandson so would my mum but she'd just be disappointed. Then there was my career, it would be a lot more difficult to focus with thoughts of a pregnant Annabeth carrying a baby. Our baby. That was the only positive thing I thought about was the fact the love of my life was carrying our unborn child that was probably either non existant right now or the size of a sesame seed. Then there was the paparazzi. The media will have a field day we'd have to keep it on the down low and go to someone who we can trust, until we want to go public. Then again I'm being very one sided, I mean what if Annabeth doesn't want to keep the baby?

I tensed up at the thought and looked down at the crying vulnerable teenage girl in my arms who was saying something. My hearing slowly tuned back into what she was saying.

"Percy. Percy? Are you mad?" She whispered hoarsely. I pecked her forehead and shook my head.

"Yes and no. I'm mad at myself for not wearing a condom. If I had just taken that one precaution we wouldn't be in this mess." I sighed.

"So your not mad at me?" She sniffled. I wrapped her in my arms running my hand up and down her arm.

"No." I smiled a comforting smile. She nodded and kissed my cheek.

"What are we going to do? What do you want to do?" She asked hesitantly, afraid to know my answer.

"It's your decision 'Beth, what d'you wanna do, keep it? Adoption? Or abortion?" I said the last word bitterly, the word feeling foreign in my mouth. I noticed Annabeth wince at the word abortion, good to know we're on the same level there.

"Abortion, no." She grimaced. "I'd rather succumb to telling the Paps." I heard her murmur under her breath. "What about you?" She wondered, looking up at me. I wiped the tears away from her face before answering.

"Well, I'm with you on abortion, adoption I'd rather not because I'd like my kid to know who it's parents are so. I'm for the baby." I whispered the latter, again it was her decision, it was her body and life.

"Then I guess we're keeping it." She whispered, almost to the point that I couldn't hear her. A smile slowly broke out on my face at the thought. I kissed Annabeth tenderly on the lips, feeling her respond instantly, her lips moulding to mine. We pulled back and I tucked a strand of her damp princess curls behind her ear, the smile still on my face. It slowly dropped at the sudden thought of what Annabeth's father said to me. Annabeth frowned and stroked my cheek as I groaned, resting my head on the wall behind once again.

"Our parent's are going to kill me." I groaned. I heard Annabeth giggle as she found the situation funny for me. I narrowed my eyes at her playfully, happy to hear her melodic laugh. "Before we do tell everyone, we should probably see Apollo first. Just to determine whether or not you are." I groaned as I picked her up bridal style, taking her out to the bedroom. I heard Annabeth hum in response as I looked at the clock, seeing it was 2:17 pm. "are you okay going out like this or do you want to get changed?" I wondered as I glanced at her attire. She was wearing a black summer dress that stopped mid-thigh with leggings. She nodded and kissed my lips softly.

"Yeah just lemme get my shoes and then we can go." I heard her say as I walked out the bedroom and headed towards the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water and chugged it down as I waited for Annabeth to come down the stairs. I had drained the bottle once she stepped into the kitchen wearing a blue long sleeve shirt and leggings still with running shoes. She placed on a hoodie for the semi winter chill, wrapping her arms around my neck as I was brought into a hug. "I love you." She whispered as I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I love you too, Wise Girl. Come on, lets get going." I said as we walked arm in arm towards the door to my garage. She nodded and I walked over to the Jaguar F-Type and opened the door for her. She smiled and pecked my lips before stepping into the car.