Chapter 3 – Anastasia and Annabelle's childhood – Part 1
Late August 1995, Long Island –One morning Mark was sleeping peacefully when his phone started ringing, his ringtone being the guitar solo just before the bass solo in 'Orion' by Metallica. "Di Immortales..." he muttered, standing up, stretching and grabbing his phone from the chest of drawers it had been sitting on. "Hello?" he said while yawning.
"Hey Mark, it's Elena" "Oh hey Lena!" said Mark, in a more cheerful tone than he had 10 seconds ago – he'd been nursing a crush on Elena Mikaelson. "Someone's in a good mood this morning" "Maybe that's because I'm on the phone talking to a gorgeous woman with auburn hair and golden/bronze eyes" said Mark in a cheeky/flirty tone.
"Oh? And who might the lucky woman be?" asked Elena, playing along even though she knew he was talking about her. "Hmm let's see... I think it was... Elena Mikaelson, granddaughter of Apollo" "Yay –" Elena started to say before groaning; she'd been nauseous the last few days and had no idea why. "Elena? Are you ok?" asked Mark in concern. "No!" Elena squeaked.
"I'll be over in a minute" he said then hung up and got himself dressed and apparated to Elena's flat. In the meantime, Elena dropped her phone on her bed and ran to the toilet with her hand clamped on her mouth. She flipped up the toilet seat and threw up violently. Then she heard Mark apparate in as she threw up again.
He walked up to her and held her hair out of the way and rubbed her back as her body was shaking as she was crying. "Hey Lena, I'm here, I'm here" he said softly to her as she cried. "Oh Mark, I dont know what's wrong with me" she sobbed into his chest, staining it with salt water, but he didn't mind. He cradled her and rocked her gently as he flushed the toilet.
"How long has this been going for?" he asked. "A few days, mainly in the mornings but sometimes the afternoon too" she replied. Mark thought about what she had told him, wondering what condition would make her feel that awful. "Have you had a period lately?" he asked gently. Elena thought for a moment. When was the last time she had a period?
"Not for a few months, since we were at the beach party with Poseidon and Aphrodite" she replied, before comprehension dawned on her face. "Oh my god... Mark, I think I might be pregnant" she said, her face paling. Mark thought for a moment, a curious expression on his face.
'Hmm... She's been sick the last few days, periodically in the afternoon, hasn't had a period since before the beach party which was when she got it on with Poseidon, both knowing they wouldn't be able to build a relationship up... come to think of it I wonder how Aphrodite's doing' he thought, though he didn't think of her as a lifelong partner anymore, Elena now held that spot.
"Well, it does sound like you're pregnant. why dont you get yourself cleaned up, take a nausea relief potion, maybe some nectar, get dressed and we'll get you a test hey?" said mark, helping Elena stand, her legs were a little shaky. She nodded and grinned, hugging him as they walked to her room. She sat on her bed as she was a little weak, so mark picked out some clothes for her.
He picked out a blue skirt, white t-shirt that had a picture of a golden bow & arrow in front of a sun on it and blue canvas shoes and handed them to her. "Can you help me out here? My body feels like jelly" "Sure" Mark helped Elena get dressed, then she took a nausea relief potion, grabbed her bag then they set off to the chemist. Soon they got home from the chemist and grocery store with various foods she's started craving. Elena grabbed the test from the bags and went to the bathroom to take it.
When she was done she set the test on the bench and waited a few minutes with Mark's arms around her. After the few minutes, she picked up the test and almost dropped it again. The result was positive. Mark took the test and looked at it, seeing the vivid pink plus sign.
"I'm pregnant" she whispered. "I'M PREGNANT!" she squealed, tackling mark in a hug to the ground. They stood up again and laughed. Elena suddenly yawned, "I'm gonna go have a nap, and can you book me an ultrasound appointment?" "Sure thing, you get some sleep, you're gonna need it" Mark replied. Then he called up the hospital and made the appointment.
The next day they went to the hospital to get the ultrasound done and confirm the pregnancy. After that, Elena bought an envelope and put a copy of the ultrasound into it (she got 5 copies form the ultrasound tech) along with a note. It said:
'Dear Poseidon, do you remember that day of the beach party when we were together? This morning I found I was pregnant.
Here's a copy of the ultrasound, and I'm keeping the baby and going back to England, but he or she will come to Camp Half-Blood when the time comes.
I know that you being a god and me a mortal part-human will mean that we can't raise our baby together but I'll make sure that the baby knows of you.
I'm going to stay with Mark, he'll look after us. I'll always hold a place in my heart for you, though I no longer love you as a lifelong partner.
Take care of yourself Poseidon, say hi to Grandpa Apollo for me will you? Love, Elena Mikaelson'
She sealed the envelope and they went to Hermes' postal shop (the OPS store) in Washington DC.
Elena and Mark walked in and saw Hermes serving a customer. When Hermes finished, he looked up and saw Elena and Mark standing at the counter. "Hey Mark! Elena! What brings you here to my little old shop?" he asked in a cheerful tone, cheering Elena up, as Hermes always manages to do. Elena started laughing which quickly turned to a grimace as she groaned and clutched her stomach as another bout of nausea overcame her.
Mark quickly handed her a nausea relief potion and handed the envelope to Hermes. "Is she ok?" Hermes asked as he and Mark sorted out the details of sending the package to Poseidon and ensuring that he'd be the only one to be able to read it. "She's pregnant, and as you could probably guess from the envelope, Poseidon's the father"
Hermes let out a whistle before grinning and coming out from behind the counter to give Elena a hug. "Congratulations Elena" "Thank Uncle Herms, by the way, is George around? I have a present for him" Hermes grinned and picked up his caduceus and George & Martha came to life. "Hey Elena what brings you here?" asked Martha. "Hiya Lena, what brings you to this neck of the woods?" said George.
"I have a present for you and I wanted to tell you that I'm pregnant" said Elena, lifting out the bag of rats from her shoulder bag and handed it to Hermes. "Ooh! Is it rats?" "Sure is George" "Congratulations Elena" said Martha, smiling in her snakelike way. "Thanks Martha" "Thanks Lena! Oh rats, rats, rats, I love rats" "I think we all know that" said Mark who tried not to laugh.
"Well I'd love to stay and chat but we've gotta pack as we're moving back to England for a while. This kid of mine's gonna be a witch or wizard and I want him or her to go to Hogwarts when he or she turns 11" said Elena. "Well then I'll see you when you return. Do you want me to let Chiron and the other Olympians know?" "Yes please Hermes, bye" said Elena, giving her favourite Uncle a hug and George & Martha kisses before she and Mark left to go back to their flats to pack.
Within the next few weeks they had packed all their belongings, sold their flats for great prices and deposited the funds into their Gringotts vaults.
They travelled back to England and bought a nice 2-storey house that had plenty of space to teach Elena's baby the essentials that it would need to know to survive as a demigod/magical kid. Once she and Mark had settled in, they bought everything they needed for their house including pregnancy books and training equipment for Elena's baby to use when he or she was around 5 or 6.
Elena tried a spell that would determine whether she was pregnant or not and the baby's gender if it was positive. Elena found out she was having a baby girl.
SEVERAL MONTHS LATER (DECEMBER '95):"Mark! Do you think we should start painting Anastasia's room now?" Elena called out to Mark from where she was sitting in the baby's room looking at some colour samples. Mark walked into the room levitating paint tins, brushes, rollers, other painting supplies and a tray of food & drinks. "I was just thinking that myself" he said.
They grinned and debated whether to paint the room light pink as parents usually did when they were expecting a girl, or to paint the room a beach theme, complete with moving pictures. "I think the beach idea. She won't know who her dad is for a while but this could be something to give her an idea of what he's like" said Elena. Mark thought for a moment and agreed.
They started painting and within a few hours (including a few breaks for Elena) they had finished – they were going to assemble the furniture the next day. They admired their work then sat on the couch downstairs and talked to Elena's baby bump when they felt a nudge from inside her. "Oh my gods, did Anastasia just kick?!" said Elena. "She did!" the pair were happy and sat on the couch contentedly then they went to bed (in separate beds though).
FEBRUARY '96: Elena had been napping in her bed when she woke up, her tummy a bit uncomfortable. She brushed it off as Braxton hicks contractions as she'd been having them a lot. She waddled to her chair in front of her vanity drawer thing and brushed her long auburn hair and braided in two braids, tying yellow ribbons on the ends after securing the braids with hair-ties.
She called out for Mark to help her to the loo then they slowly went downstairs. Just as they reached the bottom Elena gasped and leant on Mark for support as a real contraction occurred. "Elena, is it time?" he asked, trying to stay calm which Elena appreciated.
She nodded and grimaced as her water broke. He helped her over to the couch then apparated to Anastasia's room, grabbed her bag and they floo'd to St Mungo's. Mark contacted their friends & Elena's family saying that she was in labour. 10 long painful hours later, Elena had given birth to a jet-black haired baby girl with eyes as blue as the ocean. "What are you going to name her?" asked Elena's healer as she cleaned up and made sure Elena's body was recovering normally. "Anastasia Melody Mikaelson" she announced.
The next morning Mark came and brought Elena and Anastasia home. When they got to the front door, as they felt like walking home ("I need the exercise anyway" Elena pointed out), they saw a basket with a bundle of blankets in it along with a rose and a note on it along with a few parcels in a bag.
They got to the door and saw that there was a baby girl, fast asleep in the bundle of blankets. They quickly brought the baby in and Elena read the note while Mark cradled the baby in his arms – Anastasia was sleeping in her crib in Elena's room with the baby monitor on.
"Dear Mark, I know it has been a long time since we last talked but when we were together around the same time that Elena and Poseidon were, I fell pregnant with this baby. I would have raised her myself but as you know, demigods have to be raised by their mortal parent. I haven't named her yet but she has eyes as green as emeralds and hair like fire.
Say hi to Elena for me and congratulations on her baby too, Hermes filled me in and I swore to keep it secret, as Zeus, Hades and Poseidon had made a pact to not sire any more demigod children, but that fell through with only Hades keeping his oath...
Anyway, good luck in raising our daughter, and dont worry, I made sure I was here in England when she was born so she'll go to Hogwarts too. Love from Aphrodite"
"So what are you going to name her? What will we tell the girls when they ask about their parents?" said Elena. "Annabelle Rose Evans, and I'm not sure at the moment" "How about we raise them as sisters for now and cross that bridge when we get to it?" suggested Elena.
Mark nodded and cradled his baby girl closer, Elena smiled at the scene. "When the girls wake up, why dont we take them out and get more supplies? Anastasia will go through them pretty quickly but with Annabelle we'll run out in no time" Mark said. Elena nodded in agreement. Mark went up to their room and conjured another newborn crib, complete with a mattress and blanket and gently laid Annabelle in it. Annabelle's crib was pink with a heart carved into the end.
Anastasia's was light blue with a dolphin on the end. "Sleep well my little princesses, mommy and daddy are close by" he murmured to the pair of them, gently stroking their little heads. He heard a sniffle and turned to see Elena leaning against the doorway, wiping tears from her eyes. "She looks like Poseidon doesn't she" whispered Elena, gazing at her daughter Anastasia.
"Yeah she does... my Annabelle looks a bit like Aphrodite too come to think of it" he replied. "Nah, I think Annabelle's more like you in appearance, at least while asleep" Elena whispered. "How would you know that?" he asked curiously. Elena blushed and replied, "Whenever I was unable to sleep shortly before giving birth to Anastasia, I would watch you while you were asleep" she replied.
Mark smiled softly. "Well if Annabelle looks like me asleep, then I gotta say that Anastasia looks like you too" "And how do you work that one out?" "Same way you did, I watched you sleep when you were exhausted during the day, when I carried you up to your bed, you look absolutely beautiful, like the sun on a tropical island" Elena grinned and hugged Mark.
POTTER MANOR – LATE MARCH: Dorea sighed contentedly as she placed her newborn son James into his cot and tucked him in. She was happy with her life; she had a wonderful husband Charlus Potter, a lovely home in Potter Manor, and her baby boy James. Although there was one thing that she'd been a little unnerved about. Charlus was not James' father.
Dorea had been several weeks pregnant when she and Charlus got married; thankfully he was not angry that James wasn't his son biologically. He was actually quite happy that Dorea was pregnant as he had always wanted to be a father. "Dorea?" Charlus asked quietly, walking into the room and seeing her watch over James as he slept. "Isn't he wonderful Charlus?" she asked.
Charlus smiled and kissed baby James' head gently, so as not to wake him up and kissed Dorea on her cheek. "He certainly is Dorea. As you know I am not angry that James isn't mine biologically, but I have to admit I am curious as to whom his father actually is" he said, massaging her shoulders. Dorea took his hand and led them over to the couch where they sat down.
"What do you know of Greek mythology?" she asked, in a serious tone, looking into his eye so he could see she was serious. "A fair bit, why?" "You're probably going to think I'm crazy, but its real, the mythology. Lords Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Ares, Apollo, Dionysus, Hermes, Hephaestus, Ladies Hera, Artemis, Athena, Aphrodite, all of them are real" she replied.
"The gods of Olympus are real?" he asked, wonder in his tone, he had always admired the gods, but never knew they actually existed until now. "Yes they are real Charlus. One of the Olympian 12 is the father of James" she took a breath before continuing. "Lord Hermes, god of the roadways, thieves and merchants is James' father. James is a demigod and will have to go to camp half-blood when the time is right" said Dorea, in the serious tone again.
"Wow... I suppose we'll have to keep his demigod side hidden somehow until then I'm guessing" "Yes. As much as I'd like to let it flourish, it wouldn't be safe for him. We'll have to put strong wards to keep his dyslexia dormant. Once he starts complaining about not being able to read we'll have to put a rune on him to enable him to read English or rune a pair of glasses to do that"
GRIMMAULD PLACE – ONE MONTH & 3 DAYS LATER: Walburga and Orion had been having a similar conversation to Dorea and Charlus. Orion was a little annoyed that Walburga had kept the fact that Sirius was also a demigod a secret from him, but understood why she had to.
They had decided to give him a pair of glasses with runes to translate any language he sees into English or make it easy to read if it was already in English. Both sets of parents decided to leave the ADHD as it was, as it was only the dyslexia that would give them troubles until they found out who they really were.
Bellatrix's parents had decided to do the same. Bellatrix Gemini Black was also a demigod, along with more than a dozen other children. They had decided to limit the dyslexia but not do much about the ADHD. They trusted their children to look after themselves.
A/N: There you have it, Chapter 1! While I like having followers and being favourited, I would appreciate some reviews. Tell me how you're finding this story, criticism (preferably good/constructive), ideas and all that. Anyways I have awesome ideas in mind, so review, rate, favourite, follow etc. to see what happens next! And please if any of you speak Greek please let me know for future chapters! Bye, JediGirl95
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