Jason:

Twenty four months.

Piper and I have officially been married for twenty four months.

Our two year anniversary is today, and I cannot for the life of me understand why Piper is trying to sneak out of our cabin. I had literally opened my eyes to find her looking around in the dim light, (it was still early, so the sun barely shone through the windows) and then started towards the door.

I now open my mouth to ask her, my eyes still heavy with sleep. "Pipes?"

She freezes, stiffening as she turns around slowly, as if hoping I'm only dreaming. "Where are you going?" I ask, narrowing my eyes.

Now, I'm not the type of guy that demands to know exactly what his wife is doing with who and where and when all the time, but she's sneaking out of our cabin at - what time is it? - geez! It's six in the morning!

I'm definitely more than qualified to know what she's doing at his ungodly hour. No pun intended. I shove the covers off my body, ignoring the way Piper's eyes travel down it's naked form with an audible gulp, and stand up.

"Where are you going?" I repeat, my voice firmer. She still isn't looking at me; her gaze is fixed on my dick, which is now stirring thanks to the attention. Not now, buddy.

"Piper." My voice is extra stern now, and thankfully works. Her eyes snap up to meet mine as she flushes, and I hide my smirk.

Two years of sex with me and she still gets flustered at one or both of our nakedness.

She licks her lips, and blinks slowly, then furrows her brows adorably. My gaze strays to her left hand, where her fingers are fidgeting with her wedding ring - a habit I now know to associate with her nervousness. She's hiding something.

Most men would worry their woman is having an affair - but not me. Not that Piper wouldn't dare - she's that much of a risk taker, and call me egotistical but I know she loves me. It's in her eyes and the way she looks at me. The way she gives me her full attention (except now) when I speak to her.

Plus, she wouldn't leave my body for anyone else's. Nobody would. It's a fact.

"Yes?" Her reply comes out breathlessly, and her brows furrow again.

"I asked you a question. Twice." I cross my arms over my chest, and once more her attention strays before quickly focusing again. "Right. Um, I'm going…" When she trails off, I raise an eyebrow at her. "I'm going to see Annabeth," She finally says.

"Cute lie."

She flushes. "It's true."

"Uh-huh. Sure."

Her throat works with a swallow, and her eyes dart to the door as if planning her escape, wondering if I'd chase her out the cabin naked.

I would.

I so would.

As if she could hear my thoughts, her gaze flicks back down to my dick, which takes no time in waking up and rising to its full length this time.

Well, shit.

Piper's eyes widen, and her chest heaves with a heavy breath. Her nipples visibly harden through the thin material of her tank top

With a growl I stride across the room, then she's in my arms and I'm kissing her senseless. My mind is flying out the window like it always does when I touch her and I'm lost, so lost and I love it. My mouth devours hers, swallowing her whimpers as I wrap my arms around her, hoisting her up into my hold. Just then, in what is possibly the worst time ever, a low, quiet knock sounds on the door. Piper rips her mouth from mine, and in an instant is jumping out of my arms and stumbling back.

I blink as she rushes to the door, opening it just a crack, either so I don't see who's on the other side or so whoever is on the other side doesn't see my nakedness.

I hear some hissing words exchanged, not catching exactly what, before Piper straightens up, pulling her head away from the crack of the door's opening.

"Yeah, Annie. I'm ready for our hike," Piper says.

So it really was Annabeth she was meeting up with. But why hide it?

"Perfect. Let's go now. Come on," He heard Annabeth say. Piper smiled shakily, looked in his direction, not meeting his eyes. "I'm going to go now. I'll see you in a few hours."

I open my mouth to reply, to know exactly where they are going because I know there aren't any hiking trails in camp, but she's out of the door before I could say a wraps her legs around my waist, her hands roaming up and and down my back when a light tapping on the door interrupts us. Piper rips her mouth from mine, jumping out of my grip and stumbling back with wide eyes.

She sighs with what looks like relief and runs to open the door.

She only opens it a crack, either to hide my nakedness from whoever is on the other side or so that I don't see who the person is. I hear some hissing words exchanged, not catching exactly what, before Piper straightens up, "Yeah, Annie. I'm ready for our hike."

So it really was Annabeth she was going out to meet. But why hide it?

I sighed.

Piper:

I let out a sigh of relief, turning to Annabeth as we walked away from the Zeus cabin. "Perfect timing," I said, grateful, yet slightly disappointed Jason and I didn't get to finish what we started.

Annabeth chuckled. "No problem. So, are you ready to get everything set up?"

I nodded, exhaling. Ever since I found out three days ago, I struggled to find a way to tell Jason. When Annabeth had enough of my "brooding" for over fifty hours, as she put it, she demanded I tell her what was wrong.

And I did.

And she helped me - now, we're planning a day filled with surprises so Jason can finally know about—

"Hey," Annabeth snapped her fingers in front of my face, blinking me out of my stupor. "Get out of your head."

"Right. Sorry. Let's start?"

Annabeth nodded, excited. She led me to Hera's cabin, where a desk and two chairs were waiting for us. It seems Annabeth already got some stuff ready; there are papers and pens on the desk, and not surprisingly a few ideas jotted down, too.

I leaned forward as I sat to view her list. "These are just some things I thought we could start with for today," Annabeth said.

I nodded as I read.

Horseback riding (Outside of camp)

Strawberry picking (camp)

Baking/Cooking (camp)

Sex (camp(or out(depends on Jason and Piper's self control(which is none))))

I blink, pausing. I look up at Annabeth to see hiding a smirk. I glare at her. "One, I can't ride horses. Not safe at all. Two, Jason's baking is horrible. Three, I most definitely do have self-control. Especially when it comes to sex with him."

Annabeth laughed. "You're still early, so you actually can ride. And, Jason's cooking is good. You're the baker. And, uh, it didn't seem like either of you had a shred of self-control when I knocked on your door just a bit ago."

I sigh, "You're infuriating."

Annabeth's eyes mockingly widen, "Look at you, using big words. I thought you were joking when you said books were your new favorite pastime."

"I wasn't," I say, slightly offended.

"Mmhmm."

Jason:

Piper wants to go horseback riding. Hours after she left, she came back to the cabin, woke me up from where I fell asleep on the couch, then told me to shower and get dressed.

Of course, I dragged her with me to the bathroom, and I'm now attempting to take off her clothes so we can shower together and save water.

She refuses.

"No, we'll take too long if I go in with you, Jase," She argues.

I roll my eyes, decide I've had enough, and step behind her. I wrap my arms around her body, silencing her.

One arm wrapped around her waist, my mouth on her neck, I slide down the straps of her tank top with my other hand.

Piper sucks in a sharp breath, "Jason."

I hum in reply, the taste of her addicting, the feel of her skin so smooth and soft as I pull her tank top off, then slide down her leggings, and unsnap her bra.

She leans back against my chest, the fight completely out of her as I kneel from behind her to slide down her underwear.

I stand.

Run my hands along her body, savoring her curves, her warmth.

"You're lucky I let you go so easily this morning," I say against her skin, kneading her breasts as she whimpers.

"Not really," She whispers.

I smirk.

True.

Her head falls back against my shoulder, and I take her left hand in mine so I can slide off her ring and place it on the bathroom counter. I nudge her towards the shower, "Come on. We'll make it quick."

"The shower, or the sex?" She looks offended.

I laugh. "You said no sex, so the shower."

I know, I know. I'm evil.

Her cheeks still flushed, she glares at me, turning the hot water on and stepping in, muttering about how Superman is supposed to be the hero, not the villain.

I get in behind her and try to ignore my erection, the water droplets falling off her body, and her searing gaze on me.

I quickly wash my hair, then glance at her, "Yes?" She's still staring, I think with a mental smirk.

Piper blinks, her eyes flicking down.

Ah.

Yep, no, not this time, sweetheart. I hurriedly draw back the curtain of the shower, walking out and toweling off, heading to our bedroom to change.

I still feel her eyes burning holes through my back.

Piper:

I guess I deserved him leaving me all flustered like that in the shower, I think as we head back to Camp Half-Blood. Jason and I spent most of the day out, tackling all the in-camp activities first, then leaving to do everything else.

I had more fun than I expected. More than once I had to literally bite on my tongue to refrain from telling him about the situation.

Luckily, our activities were a good enough distraction. We're a mess now, a result of today's fun. We both have strawberries smashed in our hair and smeared on our clothes.

Jason's basket falls on the ground behind the row of strawberry pushes, so he kneels down to pull it out. I look from the strawberries in my hand to the back of his head with a widening grin, an evil idea brewing in my mind. Quietly, I sneak up behind him, and just as he braces himself to stand, I squish the strawberries all over his hair.

The strangled gasp he makes and the look on his face as he turns around are priceless.

I snort, then double over laughing, my messy hands clutching my stomach. Not a second later, strawberry juice is dripping down my hair and face, and I feel the heaviness of the smashed fruit on my head.

I look up at him, trying to catch my breath, and then we both lose it. Jason grabs a handful of strawberries from the ground, and my eyes widen as I shriek, running, his heavy steps and deep laughter so close behind me.

There's still some hay on the back of Jason's shirt and shorts from when his horse bucked him off.

That was hilarious.

I hesitate before getting onto the horse, worried about the dangers it might bring. Even though Annabeth said everything should be fine, that doesn't do much to reassure me. Jason, already sitting on his own horse, looks over at me with furrowed brows. "What's wrong, Pipes?"

"Nothing," I say quietly. I want so badly to tell him, but we have an epic surprise waiting back home for when the time is right. That is what the entire day is building up to. All of the camp members are working on it, which I'm super grateful for.

Jason smirks at me, his horse neighing. "Afraid, Pipes?"

I open my mouth to make a smart retort, when his horse neighs louder, then suddenly bucks, once, twice, and Jason is trying to calm him down, and I'm trying not to laugh, when—

Jason lets out the girls shriek I've ever heard in my life as he lands on his ass on the ground. I can't help my giggles as I rush over to aid him up to his feet, brushing the hay off him.

He scowls at his horse.

We made breakfast at home. Six eggs were cracked and shredded cheese was all over the floor. Most of it got on us, though, but we changed again before we left.

We opted on no shower for the second time because, well….

We walked around Central Park for a few hours, visited Times Square and had disgustingly cheap pizza. And now, finally, the sun is about to set, and we're back home.

Jason's hand is in mine, and my heart is pounding as we make our way to the cabins, where everyone is not supposed to be waiting, but they all are.

I frown, we aren't that early. I'm proved wrong when I see Annabeth's eyes widen and her head shake as she looks at me and Jason.

Fortunately, or unfortunately (I don't know), Jason doesn't notice. His eyes are everyone else and the big table they have behind them. I see Annabeth put one finger pleadingly, so I tug on Jason's hand and have him turn towards me, his back now to everyone else.

I lick my lips, suddenly nervous.

Jason's brow furrow as he looks at me. "What's going on, Pipes?"

I take a deep breath. "I wanted to tell you that I had so much fun with you today, Jase."

He blinks, his expression softening drastically. He cups my cheek, and I sigh, thankful his attention is no longer on the working crowd behind him. "I love you, Piper," He says, and my heart just about melts right there.

Annabeth gives me a thumbs-up, and I reply to Jason, "I love you more, Jason."
He grins.

I wet my lips again as I pull him towards everyone else. "I want to give you your present for our two-year. I know we usually save gifts for when we're in private, but this is something that really can't wait," I declare. Everyone falls silent, stepping away from the table to reveal a large, taped box. It's decorated, with nice wrapping and a big bow on top.

Jason's brows lift up. "You guys planned this?"

Annabeth nods, "Piper and I planned it all, but everyone pitched in with their help. But really it was all Piper."

His blue eyes slide to me, soft like they always are when he looks at me, and he smiles tenderly.

I nod towards the box. "Go on, open it," I urge him.

"Okay," He grins, walking to the table.

Just then, the door of Cabin Thirteen, Hades' cabin, opens, and Nico and Will walk out, both looking freshly screwed.

It's the first time I see Nico in weeks, I realize, and he and Will arrived today from their month-long honeymoon. They look at each other before walking over, just as Jason removes the bow in front of the box.

My heart pounds in anticipation, and then drops as Nico squints his eyes at me. "Congrats," He says, giving what looks to be a smile.

Shit.

Freaking shit.

He can see auras or whatever creepy thing.

My stomach flips as Jason turns around in confusion, and Annabeth smacks a hand over her mouth. Percy's eyes widen, and Leo licks his lips as he looks from me, standing stone-still, to Jason, to Nico.

"What?" Jason asks.

Nico nods towards me, his eyes on my stomach. "I said, congrats."

Jason looks at me with a confounded expression, then back to Nico. "What are you talking about?"

Nobody moves an inch or breathes a word as Nico opens his mouth once again. "The baby. You know, the one in your wife's stomach? The one you helped make. I'm sure you wouldn't forget that process," Nico looks at Jason expectantly.

Jason blinks slowly, the ribbon dropping from his hand. "The what in my wife's stomach?"

Annabeth rubs a hand over her face, as if in frustration that he hadn't gotten it yet.

I lick my lips for what feels like the hundredth time in the last ten minutes, and take a step forward towards Jason. "It was supposed to be a surprise," I say, unable to help my smile.

His mouth falls open as he looks from my face to my stomach. "You're...you're pregnant?" He asks.

I feel tears sting my eyes as I nod, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm pregnant, Jase. We're having a baby."

Jason rubs a hand over his face, before a grin takes over his features. "Really?" He asks, his excitement evident.

I give a watery chuckle, "Yeah, really."

In an instant Jason is in front of me, wrapping his arms around me and hoisting me up into his hold. One of his hands tangle in my hair, pushing my head towards his. His mouth meets mine in a possessive kiss and everyone claps and cheers.

Bursts of joy flood through me, and I taste the salt of both our tears in our kiss.

I love it.

I love every minute of this.

I love him.

I love our baby.

And I love the future we have ahead of us.

Jason pulls back and leans his forehead against mine. "I love you," He repeats, over and over, as he walks to our cabin, ignoring the catcalls that follow us.

I snuggle into his embrace as he locks our door, then settles me on the bed.

Not minutes later and our clothes are off, and his mouth is kissing every inch of my body, kissing my stomach and stroking it, then traveling down, down, down, until he reaches my wet heat.

I whimper at the first stroke of his tongue, and the second and third, and it's not long until I'm crying out my orgasm.

He climbs up my body, pushing the hair out of my face. I spread my legs wider for him, still panting, and he presses his mouth to my lips as he pushes inside me.

I quiver around him, and he pulls my body to his as he thrusts deep and hard, his hands gripping my breasts.

He grunts, his eyes locked on mine the entire time, and I feel the connection between us. Not just the physical one, but the emotional one. I feel his love for me, for our baby, and as I scream out my next orgasm, him roaring out his, I can't help but be excited for what's to come.

For our second child.

Our third.

All of them.

And all the strawberries we'll smash on each other's heads.

And all the horses that will buck us off of them.

Everything.

As long as Jason is by my side, I know my life will be complete.

I know it.