Hello everyone. I'd like to apologize for my inconsistency, but I'm really going to try. Shout out to KatrinaDaughterOfPoseidon for sending me a PM telling me to get my act together! I was experiencing a writer's block and I felt like all the other chapters were trash, but nevertheless, here is the new one. I'll try to make the future chapters interesting. Stay safe guys.

5-ish months later... It's December btw. Yes, 9 months after Annabeth is pregnant. Buckle up folks, it's gonna be a bumpy one.

Percy POV

Things are going great. The new branch I currently oversee has made tremendous progress. I am pretty much over that whole fiasco six months ago. I will say, I still love her, as in I care very much about her. But I am no longer in love with her. There is a difference. Kind of like how you love your family, but you'd never be in love with them... hopefully.

Nevertheless, I've been occupying myself with work. People say I have become a workaholic, but work makes me feel good. I am being productive and making the company better, it's not a bad thing... right? Plus, I used to have sleep problems, but now I am just so tired from work that I hit the hay the minute I get home.

Unfortunately, I haven't made too many friends in these six months. Yes, I've been focusing on the company, but it's gotten kind of lonely these past few weeks. There are times when I regret coming here but then I think of why I left and remember that it's all for the best.

I would like to surround myself by people I care about and that I love. I mean, sure, the people at work are nice, but I'm their boss and they're just trying to make a living. Sometimes I can't help but feel like our interactions are forced, like whatever they say could affect they're job. I understand where they're coming from, but it just puts up a barrier between us.

I don't think that I'm ready for another relationship. I don't know if I'll ever be. But some friends would be nice.

I'm getting old. Demigods get married in their early twenties and then have kids soon after because they'll likely die. I was thinking... I live along in an apartment that's a little too big. I'm much more mature now and I don't want a relationship... Should I just skip the "marriage" step?

I think... I might go back soon. To New York. Just for a visit. For Christmas. Charlie told me that my mom tried to send him a letter responding to the one I had him send to them. I was shocked because I told them not to respond and Charlie didn't put his address, but I guess they found a way. (a/n I don't think it's possible but let's just say it is for the story)

He offered to send it to me but I refused. Look it was a week after I had settled into my new life. Next thing I know, my old life comes knocking on the door. I was still sorting out me feelings and my life was a mess. But I know that my parents want to see me, so I guess I'll go back for a week.

I don't know how the others will feel... Thalia, Nico, Will. And gods forbid: Annabeth.

Annabeth POV

We're in the home stretch people. One more week to go. My stomach feels like it's going to explode and I need to pee, literally every five seconds.

After I told Sally that day she was shocked. But who wouldn't be? She insisted we get Percy back to talk things out, but I told her no. It was between us and I felt that what happened was for the better. Once I thought about the whole pregnancy thing a lot more, I decided that I'd give her up for adoption. Then I told Sally to try to forget about the whole thing.

That was a mistake. She went ballistic about how she could help and that Percy better get his ass back over here. I was speechless that Sally swore. After weeks of convincing her, she finally quieted down. I told her that I'd give the baby up for adoption, so I don't want to make a big deal and I don't wanna get too attached.

So anyways, here we are. In the living room of my small apartment. I moved out a month after Percy left. It wasn't because of the rent price, I just wanted a cozier place. I still think about him from time to time, but in good light. I'm definitely not mad at him, and I will care about him, but I know that our relationship is over. I'm holding onto the sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, we can be friends.

I still don't know how he's coping. Maybe he's still mad at me. Maybe he's in a new relationship, wherever he is. That's right, the search parties came back with no luck. I wasn't involved really though. I don't know, but I felt like everyone has been treating me like a kid and getting on my nerves ever since I got pregnant. They still don't know though which is why I'm confused. So far it's just Sally and I who know about it. I'd like to keep it that way.

After months of searching, they gave up. It kind of felt like that one time(in the Battle of the Labyrinth)when we all thought he was dead because we waited for him to come back for so long. It made me hopeful that he would come back, just like back then, crashing his own funeral. A chuckle escapes my lips. It was such a Percy thing to do.

I'm just sprawled on the couch with my maternity pillow watching reruns of Friends. Just waiting for nothing. Trying to relax, but something feels wrong.

A plate shatters in the kitchen. I knew I smelled something funny. A head pops up. "Kelli?"

Are you serious rn? A monster attack when I'm on the verge of going into labor?

"Hey Annabeth," she sneers. I need to act fast. I'm definitely not as agile, so quick-thinking and wit are my only options.

Luckily I hid a knife under the couch cushions when I moved in. Hey you never know when an empousa will attack you while you're watching TV, am I right?

I pretend to sigh heavily, making my body slump and extending my arm into the cushions.

"Well, well, well, looks like someone got knocked up, huh," she starts. Then she mockingly looks around the room using her hands as binoculars for extra affect.

"I don't see Percy here though, so who's gonna prote-"

While she does her little act I quickly grab the knife and trow it at her donkey leg, smack dab in here beefy thigh. Luckily her hand binoculars cut off her peripheral vision so it was actually quite simple.

"AGGHHHHHH" she screams. "NO, NO, I DONT WANT TO GO BACK THERE. IT TOOK FOREVER TO GET HERE AGAIN. NOOO-" Then poof, she was gone.

I fall back on to the couch. I'm panting even though I only stood up. I'm glad this whole pregnancy thing is going to be over soon. It's quite a pain.

Something feels off. Like something's about to burst. Uh oh.

Too late. My water breaks and the couch quickly gets wet. Shoot.

I grab the pregnancy bag that I prepared a couple weeks ago and rush to my car.

It's just me, myself and I. This is the day where I bring a human, or I guess demigod, into the world.

It's go time, people.

Summary: Percy has become a workaholic to cope, and he's thinking of adopting a child. For Christmas, he's coming back to New York. Annabeth is going into labor. Will Percy see her when he visits? What will be the reactions of the others to Percy's arrival?