Well, hello there my fine feathered friends! HAPPY TENTH CHAPTER! I hope you enjoy this chapter, and I hope you too are enjoying a snowday tomorrow as I will be! Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson or the song "Should've said No".

I was pretty pissed.

Normally this kind of stuff didn't bother me that much, but given the fact that I was stressed out at work and short on sleep and- oh yeah- making a human, this was really the last straw.

I cranked the hot water on high and put a generous amount of bubble bath in and sank into the warm tub. I wiggled my toes and was thankful that Percy had successfully convinced me that we really needed a two-person jacuzzi in our bathroom. It seemed downright frivolous at the time, but I sure loved it while I was pregnant. Well, I suppose Percy and I put it to good use before too...

Anyway.

I turned the water off when the tub became dangerously close to overflowing with bubbles. Leaning back against a jet as the water massaged my lower back, I continued to quietly seethe at my husband.

It have been guys night out tonight. Which I'm totally ok with. What I'm not ok with was when I had a doctors visit marking the end of the first trimester tonight too, and Percy had gone out with Nico and Grover rather than support his wife while she carries his freaking child.

I was thoroughly disgusted.

I had tried calling his cell phone a million times to no reply. After waiting around the house for an hour, I finally left for the doctors. Several hours later, he still wasn't home yet.

I closed my eyes and stretched out in the tub, my hand resting on my small little baby bump that was starting to show. Thinking back to my appointment, I thought about what the ultrasound technician had said.

"Well, looks like you're baby's perfectly healthy! You must be taking good care of yourself. Keep it up." I breathed a sigh of relief- having throughly done my research, I knew there were only about a zillion ways a pregnancy could go wrong. The confirmation that my little baby was healthy was music to my ears.

"Thank you," I said, my voice cutting across the peaceful silence of the maternity wing. The air smelled faintly like antiseptic and baby powder.

As I made a move to sit up, the nurse cried out, "Wait! Wait!"

I froze, millions of possibilities zipped through my brain. What if she found a cyst? Or it's brain wasn't developing? I couldn't have a child without a brain, I was a daughter of Athena! Or- oh gods, what if the placenta detached!? I know I read a book were that happened-

Oh wait. That was Twilight... never mind. Since my baby isn't half vampire (as far as I know) I figured my placenta was in good shape. Nevertheless, I was nervous for whatever had made the nurse yelp.

"I can tell the sex of the baby!" She said, beaming. My anxiety evaporated immediately. Thank the Gods.

"Would you like to know?" She asked.

I stared at her for a moment, and burst into tears. I had speculated what my baby would be for months, and I talked of little else with Percy. We were both dying to know... But he wasn't even here. I wanted to share this moment with him, not the ultrasound tech. I felt tears well up in my eyes.

I shook my head and continued to cry as the nurse wiped ultrasound gel off I my gently swelling stomach. She just patted me and "Yes dear, life is such a wonderful miracle!" I don't have the heart to tell her that I wasn't crying out of awe but of the fact that my husband was out drinking with his best friends rather than here to share this special moment with me. Still sobbing, she handed me several pictures and said something about hormones. I drove home in tears, but by the time I pulled into the garage I had gone from sad to furious.

The slam of the garage door signaled Percy's arrival.

"Sweetheart, I'm home!" He called.

I remained silent in my mountain of bubbles.

I heard him climb the stairs, humming an indistinguishable tune. Normally that would have made me smile, but right at that moment it only added to my annoyance. He poked his head in to the bathroom and grinned at me, making my anger ebb... but not for long. As he entered I gritted my teeth angrily, ready to chew him out.

"Hello, angel," he said, placing a kiss on my curls that were piled on top of my head.

"Hi," I said with as much vehemence I could pack into that single syllable. Perceptive as he was, Percy didn't pick up on it.

"Looks to me like you've got room for two in there," Percy said with a wink and started to take his tie off.

"No, there isn't. Sorry." Not sorry.

He noticed that one- he raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Because its a two person jacuzzi..."

"There's already two people in here." He looked confused for a second, but then then lightbulb came on.

"Oh yeah, you and baby. Well, I think it's about to become a three person tub." Unable to stop him, he joined me in the warm water. He waited for me to scoot over and cuddle up to him, but I remained motionless with crossed arms. Percy sighed.

"Alright, what's wrong?" How could he not know?

"Nothing." Everything.

"We both that's a lie." I'm mad at you. I'll lie if I want to.

"Come on, Annabeth." Percy pleaded.

"How do you not know?" I said, tossing my hands up, sending bubbles flying.

"Know what?!"

"You missed it! You missed our appointment! You missed the ultrasound!" Percy's face fell.

"Shit."

"Yeah, shit. You went out drinking with your buddies and I had to go all by myself. You missed their heartbeat, and the little pictures..." My eyes filled with tears.

Percy stroked my back. "Gods... Annabeth, I'm so sorry. I forgot all about it-"

"Forgot!?" I shrieked. "How could you forget our baby?! Percy, I though you were ready to be a father! Fathers don't forget their children!"

"Annabeth, I know, I'm so sorry-"

"You better!" I cut him off. "Gods, we're going to be parents! This baby will be our responsibility for the next eighteen years!"

"Annabeth-" Percy pleaded, starting to sound irritated.

"Grow up and start putting your wife and baby ahead of your jacking off," I spat. "I wish you loved us more than you love your guys." I had gone too far, and I realized it as soon as the words came out of my mouth.

Percy's expression turned from apologetic to anger in a nanosecond. He pulled away from me. "How could you say that?" he asked coldly.

"Percy I didn't mean it like that-"

"Then why'd you say it!?" he demanded angrily.

"Because that's how I felt! That's how I felt when I was alone!"

"What should I have done?! I forgot!"

"You should've remembered! You should've said no! You should've gone home!" With each sentence I, the mature adult that I am, splashed water at Percy. Which of course, had no effect at all. Damn son of Poseidon.

"I FORGOT!" he bellowed.

"I know! That's why I'm so upset!" There was water running down the walls, and Percy's anger was making the bathtub churn like a whirlpool.

"I'd take it back if I could!"

"Well, you can't," I snarled.

"Well don't you go off and start saying that I don't love you!" He yelled. I turned away, tears streaming down my face.

"Oh, so now you're ignoring me?"

"Yeah, I am!" I yelled.

"Fine!"

"Fine!" I shrieked. "Just get out! OUT!"

Percy got up out of the tub and wrapped a towel around himself and slammed the bathroom door behind him. I leaned back against the tub and sighed angrily, the water still in a frenzy. We bickered all the time, but it was always playful banter, nothing like this. This was one of the worst fights we'd ever had.

Two hours later, Percy and I still weren't talking. I sat nestled in the bed, working my way through what was probably the fiftieth pregnancy book I'd read so far. I had ignored the banging of doors and cursing coming from downstairs. I had been a teary mess for the majority the evening, torn between feeling bad for what I'd said and being angry for what he did, but I was ultimately tired of being without him even more then I already had been today.

I glanced up from my book when I heard a knock on our bedroom door.

Closing So You're In Your Second Trimester? with a snap, I quickly swept my piles of tissues under my pillow, ran a finger under my eyes in an attempt to clean up my mascara, and sat up straight. I didn't really fancy facing Percy like the wreck that I was.

"Who is it?" I called.

"Who do you think?" He chuckled.

Chuckling is a good sign.

"Erm, come in." I smiled weakly at him. Perching on the end of the bed, we stood there awkwardly. You could tell that I've been crying.

"We've never been good at apologizing," he said after a while. I laughed unwillingly, which made me scowl.

"Stop making me laugh, I'm upset with you!"

"Not for long," he said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in close. I gave in and kissed him- I didn't really care anymore. He had seaweed for a brain... What did I expect?

Pulling apart, we touched foreheads.

"I'm sorry," he whispered.

"It's ok," I said.

"No it's not. I completely forgot about you and the baby- the two most important things to me. I should've been there. I should've remembered. I shouldn't-"

"You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet," I said. "You can't get rid of me that easily, you know."

"I know," he said.

"I'm sorry too," I said. Percy nodded and kissed my forehead.

"I love you so much," he said, placing a hand on my stomach. "Both of you."

"I know you do," I said softly. "I love you too."

We stood there together, wrapped around each other in content quietness. However, the moment was ruined by Percy's growling stomach.

"Sorry," he said, grinning sheepishly.

"Didn't you eat with the guys?"

"Nah... We didn't end up doing anything. Grover got a piece of aluminum lodged in his throat on our way to the bar so we had to take him to the hospital."

"That's what he gets for eating soda cans..."

"Yeah, I know, right?" Percy smiled. "How do you and baby feel about Chinese take out?"

"Baby and I think that sounds perfect."

Chopsticks in hand, Percy and I spent the rest of the evening curled up together on the couch as we pored over ultrasound pictures and pregnancy brochures.

The past was the past, but Percy and I were too buy enjoying the present to be bothered with what was history.

Besides, we were extremely looking forward to the future.

Whoooooa baby! I love love love fanfiction about Percy and Annabeth starting a family, so this was fun to write, even though they were fighting. I do plan on writing more of pregnancy/ childbirth/ infant/ child-raising stories, so I need YOUR help! How many kids should they have? Gender? Names? Let me know!

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