I love this ship so much and I like to think of intimate moments between them.

Don't own anything from the franchise it all belongs to uncle Rick (that beautiful bastard). I'm excited for the upcoming Disney series.

I am appreciative of constructive criticism; don't feel bad to write something helpful in the comments.

Enjoy:

Annabeth didn't know why she was being such a bitch. She knew she was, but why was a total blank space.

She had spent the entire week working on a new building design that was due in a couple of days and even though it shouldn't have been so stressed out she was lashing out at Percy.

"Look, Annabeth I understand you're stressed out, but this is nothing; you'll finish your building in no time. Relax", Percy said reassuringly grabbing her shoulders from behind for a short massage.

Upon his hands making contact she shivered, but not in a pleasant way. She squirmed her shoulders from his hands disgustingly.

"Yeah real easy for you to say Mr. 'I just finished grading tests about fishies!' Fishes, Percy. Fishes! I wish my job were as easy as yours!"

Percy pinched the bridge of his nose with his right hand frustrated.

"Look Annabeth," Percy said sternly, "I understand that your stressed out but don't take it out on me! My job isn't all that easy either!"

"Really?", she asked sarcastically. "The son of the sea god is having a hard time teaching college students about the sea? I can't believe it!" She yelled exasperatedly throwing her hands in the air.

"Hey, my job isn't that easy! Plus, you don't see me giving you a hard time about your struggle with architecture, Mrs. 'Daughter-of-wisdom-goddess!'" Heretorted.

She couldn't believe he went there: insulting her intelligence!

"Fine," she said putting her hands on her hips, "Then why don't you go teach about 'Dolphin dick...in HELL!?"

With a growl she turned around before he could react and hurried into their bedroom and locked the door, leaning against it and sliding down it until her butt hit the floor.

Percy turned the door knob and knocked on the door repeatedly to no avail.

"Annabeth," Percy started, his voice muffled by the door. "I don't like to fight. You know that, please let me in. Let's talk this out."

Annabeth shut her eyes tightly, fighting hard to not respond. She just couldn't talk to anyone. If she couldn't talk to Percy she couldn't talk to anyone. Something inside her was making her act this way.

Percy sighed heavily, "You know what? Fine have it your way I have some more assignments and work to get to. I'll leave and give you all the alone time you need. Last thing I need is for you to put the blame on me. Be back later."

Percy heads for the kitchen to get his papers and satchel. He slings it over his shoulder and just like that, he's out the door and out of their house.

Annabeth couldn't believe it. Ever since they got married 3 years ago never once had she had an unjustified fight with Percy. At least not one where she was being unreasonable. She knew what she did was wrong but still she couldn't believe it. What was her problem? She had this feeling in her stomach that made her feel sick. No really; Annabeth suddenly felt sick. She got up, and headed for their master bedroom bathroom. She barfed into the toilet, holding up her hair to not taint it. She coughed wretchedly, feeling her intestines groan.

Had her fight with Percy made her feel bad both emotionally and literally speaking?

Her stomach growled distracting her from what she was thinking. She needed to eat something. Unfortunately, she knew for a fact that she should have gone shopping yesterday thus, there was nothing that could satisfy her thoroughly. Oddly she was in the mood for some junk food which she rarely ate but enjoyed partaking in.

"Oh man," she sighed wiping her mouth of some vomit she had hang on her lips. "I could go for some snickers right now.

Down at the "Quick Pick" corner store she walked down the aisles grabbing candy bars and chips of almost any kind. Even Takies; she hated those!

When she picked up a Milky Way, she couldn't help but think about Percy. They were his favorite. Gods, she loved him so much; he was the perfect husband and every woman's ideal man. This made her feel worst about the way she treated him.

She thought about why things had gone the way they did. It was because of their jobs. Percy worked 5 days a week 8 hours a day which wasn't all too bad. Her work depended on the project she was handed. She would sometimes get an easy assignment like designing or redesigning a house or room for any project or maybe a complex new building with only a little bit of time to work on it. She hated the time window she was always given. This gave her less time to spend with her Percy. He was right; they should have talked it out then and there, but her pride got in the way again. She hated herself when that happened.

The project she had been working on required more than at least a two months to complete and she had only been given one. As you can image that didn't give her a lot of time to relax or sleep.

Hell, it affected both of them. She couldn't even remember the last time they...you know, 'released some stress'. Oh wait she did. She thought back to it which made her smile with a blush. Gods, had it really been a month? Suddenly she got flashbacks of the month. When she was busy working and Percy would entice her, she would push him away irritatingly. Then she would hear the familiar sound of their bathroom door being shut loudly. He must have... really wanted/needed to destress. She couldn't believe she put him through that for an entire month! What was she thinking

"That'll be 13.45." said the girl at the register.

Annabeth had zoned out while she had been scanning but was brought back by the cashiers voice.

"Oh right." she said taking out a twenty from her pocket.

As the girl took the bill Annabeth caught a glimpse over the girl's shoulder at the medical bulletin board. Her eyes however were caught on the the first thing she saw. Her gears began turning and getting back to work. Things were starting to make sense:

Mood swings.

Vomit.

Junk food cravings.

A month since Percy and Annabeth relieved stress.

There was only one way to know if what she thought was happening was happening.

"Um...excuse me? Throw in that pregnancy test, will ya?" She said timidly, pointing over the cashier's shoulder.

"Make it two actually; better safe than sorry!" She chuckled weakly.

Annabeth couldn't figure out which one was better positive or negative. For once, being "positive" didn't seem very optimistic.

It had been almost ten minutes since she took her test and for once in her life she wished she would flunk it.

Pregnant.

The word felt unnatural. No; more like unfamiliar. She didn't like unfamiliarity. It not like she never thought about one day starting a family. She just hoped it would have been during a period of time where her and Percy felt comfortable in their respective careers and were ready. But this? This was out of schedule. She remembered that the last time they had sex it was unprotected, but wasn't the first time they did so. They rolled the dice, but it must have been a loaded pair for them to lose, because they lost.

She looked at the test.

One line followed by a second one.

Pregnant.

No.

She looked at the second test. She waited a few seconds and another line followed by a second one.

Pregnant.Two/two; there's no arguing with that.

She exhaled in frustration. She should have bought a third test, though she thought that would be paranoid.

She was carrying a child. Her child. Percy's child. Their child.

She put her hands to her face. The thought of being a mother, it was...unimaginable. Try as she might, she could not imagine herself with such a small thing. Was that wrong? Not being sure wether or not she could nature such a thing and give it love and nourishment . Her whole life she really only loved her father (though not until she was in her adolescence due to her hard childhood with him and his wife), Chiron (who had been like a second father to her), Thalia, Luke, and of course Percy. She didn't spend quality time with her mother so she couldn't say she felt anything other than respect for her.

Wait. Her mother. Could that be it? Athena, like all the Olympians, didn't spend a long time within her childhood. Not a single memory. Not to mention Helen had been a bitch to her until she ran away. She no mother reference to guide her!

Oh gods, she began to cry; tears of sadness slid down her cheeks.

'Stop it!' She thought to herself.

She needed talk to someone. Only two people came to mind. She took out her cellphone, which she rarely used, and dialed the number.

She sniffles her nose as the her call is picked up.

"Hi. Yeah I'm fine. You? That's great. Listen I need to talk to you. No, Percy's not here. It's about him. Well, technically us. Can you get here in fifteen minutes? Great see ya then. Bye!"

Fifteen minutes later...

"So what's happening?" Asked Piper as she lifted her mug of tea to her lips.

"Yeah you sounded urgent on the phone." Said Hazel.

Annabeth leaned against the table and sighed deeply.

"Percy and I got into a bad spat. Like REALLY bad."

"Oh honey...," Piper cooed, putting her hand over Annabeth's "what'd he do?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Nothing. This time, it was my fault. I was a bitch."

"Woah! It's to soon to confirm; I'm sure there's a loophole that makes him look bad!" Piper responded.

"Enough," Annabeth said firmly. "I won't go into detail, but one thing led to another and he left the house to leave me alone."

"We're so sorry Annabeth," Hazel said comfortingly. "So wait, if you don't want to go into detail, why did you call us?"

Annabeth's hands tightened around her coffee mug, "I know why I was being a bitch. I haven't told anyone. I called you both only."

Hazel and Piper both raised an eyebrow, intrigued. A few second of silence passed.

"Okay, go on." Said Hazel, rolling her hand in a circle after the silence.

Annabeth felt a tight knot in her stomach. They would be the first people to know if her mother didn't already (divine observation or something). Maybe she should have called Percy; he is the father after all.

No.

When she tells Percy she needs to do it right and her best friends can help her do just that.

Annabeth pulls one of her loose strand of blonde hair from her face and pulls it behind her ear like she does when she's nervous. She takes a deep breath, holds it and pulls out the pregnancy test from the drawer and places it on the table in the middle of their triangle formation. Piper and Hazel both stared at it.

Piper gasps and covers her mouth with her hand. "Do my eyes deceive me?"

Annabeth shakes her head, a small smile forms on her blushing face.

"I'm also two weeks late." She says releasing her breathe.

"Ahh! Oh my gods Annabeth!" Piper squeals. Running up to her to embrace her in a warm hug.

When they pull apart they both notice Hazel still staring at the pregnancy test confused. It's almost as if she doesn't know what it...ooooh.

"What is that?" Asks Hazel.

Piper rolls her eyes, "Hazel, that's a modern day pregnancy test; Annabeth is pregnant! Gods, you've been living in this century for more than ten years. This is general knowledge!"

"Excuse me. I have no reason to discuss procreation unless I partake in it. Frank and I are very conservative like that. Now if Annabeth had pulled out an ovulating South African Xenopus toad then maybe I would hav- hold the phone! Pregnant!"

'Hold the phone?'

She knew late twentieth century slang but not modern pregnancy tests? You're a lucky guy Frank Zhang.

"I'm so happy for you!" She embraces Annabeth in a tighter hug.

"You've only told us and not Percy. Why?" Piper asks, sitting back down at her chair, Hazel joining her shortly after.

Hazel adds, "Yeah, shouldn't he know that you two were successful in finally conceiving? You two fighting doesn't make sense."

"First of all, being pregnant is the reason I was so insensitive to him. That's why we fought; mood swings. Well that and work stress,", Annabeth explained. "Second of all we weren't trying. In fact it's been a while since we...you know."

"Made love?" Hazel offered.

If felt strange hearing it from her.

"Yeah", Annabeth confirmed.

"Well," Piper said clearing her throat, "I have but one question."

"What is it?"

"When and where did it happen?" She said rapidly smiling ear to ear.

Annbeth's jaw dropped her face red again.

"Piper! That's none of your business!"

"I agree," said Hazel.

"Thank you, Hazel," said Annabeth.

"If she doesn't want to tell us the NAUGHTY place AND time she and Percy fornicated like a couple of hamsters on Red Bull, that's because she has her reasons!" She said with a smile.

"Exact-what!? I thought you were conservative about this stuff! And how do you know it was naughty!?"

"If it was in the safe and comfortable environment of your house, you would have just said that. We'd have no judgement. Piper tested you."

Piper made a gun gesture and pulled back her hand. "Pew!"

"Ugh! Fine! You REALLY wanna know?"

Piper nodded her head while Hazel shrugged indifferently

"It was a month ago while Percy and I were housesitting for you and Jason, Piper."

Piper made a confused expression. "Wait...you would've had to have been in our house though."

"Oh we were," She said with a sideways grin as she sipped her coffee. "And we did."

Pipers jaw dropped a second time, "O.M.G! Chase, you are so dead! Or at least you will be in eight to eight and a half months. It is not his/her fault! Same goes for Percy! Jason is gonna kill him that is if I don't first; he ain't pregnant."

"Technically he is. Not to mention that child will need a father Piper," Hazel the ever rational one says.

"Fine then I'll just cripple him."

"Okay enough! We're getting off topic. Like I said, we weren't planning this, I'm way less ready than Percy probably is. Neither one of us really had our same-sex parent around so we don't really have a compass to follow. At least he has a decent stepfather. Helen, my stepmother, was and still is a total bitch."

"Yeah, I agree. I mean she taught you that fornicating and conceiving in your friend's bed is okay.", Hazel said nonchalantly with an amused smile sipping her tea.

"Enough with the 'unprotected sex in MY bed' talk'! Assuming that it was only in our bed, Annabeth!" Piper said eyeing her.

"Of course," Annabeth lied. She just hoped they never used their dining table for dinner with the Olympians.

"But seriously what if Percy isn't on board with this. I'm not even one hundred percent sure if I'm on board."

"Well you are, " Hazel said firmly. "There's no turning back now. Besides, this is only going to make the love you two have for each other grow. You and Percy without knowing it are giving each other the most beautiful gift two souls can give each other: Parenthood. Tell me this hasn't made you love him even more if it's not a lot!"

These words sink into her head and heart. The thought of Percy holding their son/daughter warming her heart even more than she thought possible. She began to tear up for the second time today.

"Wow, y-you're right," tears begin to flow, "I never thought of it like that. I love this child not just because it's mine but because PERCY gave it to me. I love him even more now! I have to tell him!"

"Attagirl Beth," Says Piper as her and Hazel embrace her in a group hug. "Come on let's celebrate; where's the liquor?"

"Uh hello? I can't drink. Pregnant remember?"

"Who said it was for you? You owe me for my place. Now, what says 'sorry for defiling your trust'? Ooh Vodka!"

Don't forget to comment; constructive criticism is welcome. I'll post the next chapter soon. Later!