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Chapter 14

"I'm sorry Percy. I don't know how I can prove that to you," She breathed into his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

Percy ran his good hand up and down her back and she pressed herself into him even more. "No babe, I am sorry. I was so focused on all the wrong things." He kissed the top of her head and then carefully led her to the sofa.

"Look, I made a lot of mistakes since my birthday. Annabeth, in all honesty I was scared of what I did to Luke. I didn't know that I was capable of that kind of damage. It scared me. And then I didn't know how to deal with what you were going through. Everything just mounted and . . . just say you forgive me."

Annabeth looked up at him with tears in her eyes. 'Dammit, here I go again!' Her emotions were all over the place but she knew she needed to forgive him. She carefully moved so that she was straddling his lap. She wanted to be able to look directly at him as she spoke but words were escaping her at the moment.

Instead she ran her good hand though his hair. She sighed as she realized how much she missed the feeling of his hair through her fingers. "Can we just say all is forgiven? I know I haven't been the best person to deal with since your birthday. So can we just have a clean slate?"

Percy leaned forward to rest his forehead against hers. "I don't want a clean slate. I don't want to start over. We have both been through something horrible. You more so than me and I want to move through it together. I don't want to just pretend things are back to normal, I want to create a new normal."

Tears were welling up in the corners of Annabeth's eyes and instead of answering him with words, all she could do was kiss him. She felt Percy slowly wrap his arms around her waist and to let him know that he didn't need to be worried about her pulling away, she wrapped her left arm around his neck and ran her good hand through his hair, pushing him toward her even more.

Percy could feel her trying to wrap her fingers around his hair on her casted hand and he pulled away from her with a smile plastered on his face. "I know, I know, damn cast!"

For the first time in almost a month Annabeth laughed. Not just a weak tension laugh but a genuine laugh that broke some of the hardened shell she developed after rape. She buried her face in his neck and continued to laugh.

Percy sighed in content and leaned into her. "I love you Annabeth Chase," He whispered into her hair.

"I love you too Percy Jackson," She giggled into his neck.

*One Month Later*

Annabeth woke to the sun beating on her back, making her feel like she was in an oven but she wasn't exactly sure that the sun's heat is what woke her up. She rolled slightly, only untangling herself from Percy's arms. She looked at the clock on the bedside table, 'Six-forty-two. It should not be this bright, this early in the morning, nor should I be up this early,' she thought to herself as she carefully stretched.

And then it happened, the thing that woke her up. She bolted straight up, holding a hand over her mouth, not caring whether she woke Percy or not.

She made a beeline for the bathroom and didn't even bother closing the door, there wasn't time, as she just barely made it to the toilet in time to throw up what little contents were left in her stomach from the night before.

Percy felt Annabeth jump out of bed and without thinking he followed her, fearing the worst. There hadn't been any nightmares since the move, no more cutting and very few tears the past month and Percy was beyond grateful they were getting back on track. But something about the way she bolted out of bed had him beyond worried.

He flew into the bathroom only steps behind her to see her practically fall in front of the toilet. He quickly gathered her blonde curls and pulled them away from her as face as she retched violently into the toilet.

It took every last ounce Percy had not to throw up with her but the urge passed when he heard her whimper as the retching turned into violent dry heaves. He gently rubbed her back and just when he thought she was done he felt another shudder run through her as the heaves began again.

After several more minutes, she finally pushed herself away from the toilet. Percy quickly flushed it to rid his nose of the smell and eyes of the sight. He got up and went over to the sink to get a wash cloth damp and took it back over to Annabeth, who was leaning against the wall with her knees pulled up and head down. She was still shaking slightly and Percy was beyond worried about her. He sat down next to her and gently wiped her temple with the damp cloth.

Annabeth slowly lifted her head, as if testing to see if she was going to start throwing up again. She smiled weakly at him and took the cloth and pressed it to her face. "This is not how I wanted this weekend to go," She mumbled into the cloth.

Percy gently pressed the inside of his forearm to her head. "You're a bit warm babe. Let's go crawl back into bed for a little bit."

Annabeth simply nodded and allowed Percy to help her to standing. Oddly enough, while incredibly weak, she felt fine. She followed behind him back to the bedroom and stopped at the curtains. She paused to take in the beauty that was the Corpus Christi Bay and wondered what was wrong with her. She hadn't been sick like that since she was in college and absolutely hated it.

She quickly yanked the curtains closed all of the way and crawled back into bed next to Percy. She was snuggled into his warmth for only a matter of minutes before she was out cold again.

Annabeth woke later to find the bed empty and only a note on the pillow to keep her company.

'Hey babe,
Went to pick up Thals from the airport. Should be back around two-thirty. I left you some soup on the stove. Didn't want to wake you.
Love you,
Percy'

Annabeth rolled to look at the clock on Percy's bedside table and shook her head. 'Two-fifteen. Crap! I slept all dang day!'

Just as she was about to push herself up to sitting, an overwhelming nausea came over her. She gingerly laid back down and prayed for the feeling to pass.

Moments later there was the sound of laughter and bags dropping in the living area, and then muffled voices. At first they were quiet but then Annabeth heard them loud and clear.

"I am waking her up!"

"Thalia, please let her sleep! She didn't even get up to eat."

"Stop me Jackson," Thalia exclaimed and dashed off to the bedroom.

Annabeth pulled her knees up and then pressed the heels of her hands to her eyes in preparation of Thalia's entrance.

"Well, at least you are alive," her friend said softly.

"Just barely," Annabeth practically whispered back.

Without warning, Thalia made a leap on to the bed, causing Annabeth to bounce several times. The sudden jolt didn't go over well and Annabeth bolted back to the bathroom with Thalia on her heels.

Annabeth quickly crouched down next to the toilet and tried desperately to will the nausea away with no luck.

Thalia grabbed her blonde curls and held them back as she began to dry heave.

As soon as the nausea subsided, Annabeth leaned back into the cool tile wall. "Sorry, this is not exactly how I planned on spending my week off with you."

"So when you going to tell him," Thalia asked as she sat down next to Annabeth.

"Tell who what?"

"Percy. And you know what I am talking about. Don't play dumb with me Annie," Thalia said dryly.

Annabeth looked at Thalia quizzically and shook her head. "Girl, you have lost it. I haven't a clue what you a talking about!"

Thalia sighed at looked at her best friend. "You're pregnant you dummy! How have you not figured that out yet? Look at you!"

Annabeth shook her head, "No, Thals, I am not! I cannot have a baby right now!"

"Doesn't matter if you can or can't love, you are so pregnant," Thalia whispered as she placed a hand on Annabeth's lower abdomen.

Annabeth shook her head no and jumped up with Thalia following quickly behind her.

"Annabeth, trust me on this, you are totally knocked up. I will have Percy run me to town and grab a test for you if you want."

"No."

"Annie . . ."

"Quit calling me that. You're wrong. We have been safe and I am due to start tomorrow! I have a bug and that's it."

"Yeah, one called the nine month flu!"

Annabeth elbowed Thalia in the gut while flashing an ugly glare her direction. "Not a word of this to Percy. We are finally back on track and this is the last thing we need right now."

Thalia threw her hands up and dropped her head down. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."

*Two Days Later*

"So, you still on track there?"

Annabeth looked up from her blueprints confused and then let out a defeated sigh. "No. Dammit, this is all your fault!"

"Excuse me?" Thalia questioned as she choked on her spoonful of ice cream.

"You have me all stressed about this now. Therefore, your fault!" Annabeth let out an exasperated sigh and went back to her blueprints.

She heard Thalia get up, but she decided to just keep her eyes on her work. The next thing she knew a small box landed in the middle of her work. "What the hell Thals?"

"Just go pee on the damn thing and put our minds at ease will you." Thalia crossed her arms over her chest and looked down at Annabeth like an angry parent.

Any other time, Annabeth would have ignored her friend but there was a tugging at the back of her mind telling her she needed to know whether she was pregnant or not.

She sighed and dropped her head to the table and mumbled, "Do I have to?"

"Annie, get your butt in there now!" Thalia pointed in the direction of Annabeth's bathroom and waited for her friend to get up. "Do it before I rip the chair out from under you!"

"Some friend you are! I could be pregnant and here you are wanting to rip chairs out from under me!"

"Shut it and get up!"

Annabeth mumbled something under her breath and pushed her chair back to stand. She grabbed the box and marched off to her bathroom with Thalia in tow.

She stopped at the bathroom door so suddenly that Thalia slammed into her back. "I don't need help Thalia! I think I can pee on a stick on my own!"

"Sorry," she replied sheepishly. "I will be waiting on the balcony for you," And with that, Thalia turned on her heels and walked back toward the balcony door.

Annabeth sighed again and walked into the large bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She leaned back against the door for a minute and looked at the box in her hands. She decided she had better get this over with. The sooner she knew for sure, the sooner she could come up with a plan of action to tell Percy.

She quickly ripped the box open and read the instructions. "Morning pee is best but if you are far enough along, it will not make a difference in your outcome," She read breathily to herself.

Annabeth quickly did as the instructions stated and then set the stick down on the counter. She looked at her watch and decided she needed away from the stick that held her future and she quickly ran out to the balcony with Thalia.

Percy had decided that since Thalia was here, he was going to leave work early so that he could not only spend some much needed cuddle time with Annabeth, but some quality time with his cousin.

Percy walked into the suite and noticed that it was quiet, which was odd when Annabeth was with Thalia. As he walked farther into the home he shared with Annabeth, he could see the girls out on the balcony. He decided that he would shower first to get the smell of the aquarium off of him before he stepped outside to hang with the girls. Annabeth had been a little sensitive to smells since getting sick the other day and the last thing he wanted was to make her sick again.

Percy was distracted when he walked into the bathroom and didn't notice the box or the stick on the counter. He stripped off his shirt, started the water in the shower and walked back to the closet to grab a clean towel when he finally noticed the box sitting there, staring at him.

He stepped closer to the counter and saw the stick sitting there, and with a shaking hand he carefully picked it up to see one word boldly staring at him.

"ANNABETH!"

The girls sat in silence while Annabeth looked at her watch. This was the slowest five minutes of her life. She closed her eyes and leaned back into the cushion of the chair. "What am I going to do Thals," She finally questioned her friend.

"I think the question should be, what are you and Percy going to do. You can't leave him out of the decision seeing as how it's his baby as well," She answered nonchalantly.

"And if he doesn't want it? Then what?" Annabeth could feel the tears beginning to well up in the corners of her eyes. 'Oh God, here come the emotions again!'

"You will cross that bridge when you tell him."

"ANNABETH!"

Both girls froze in place.

"When the hell did he get home," Thalia whispered harshly.

Annabeth was completely frozen, by the sound in Percy's voice she knew what the stick said and she knew what Percy was going to say to her.