A/N- Sorry for the hold up on the update! I really have no good excuse for it... The baby's full name is released in this chapter, please tell me how you like it. Also, this chapter skips around a little, but not much. Review please!
3 Hours Later...
Percy leans against the hospital bed, looking mindlessly into the eyes of the little soul being held be Annabeth, who also was looking at the baby. I stand near the wall of the hospital door, giving the family a bit of privacy.
"She's beautiful." I say in the midst of silence. Percy looks to me, his sea-green eyes swimming with happiness.
"Thank you." He says. He is very built since the last time I saw him. His dark black hair swoops across his forehead in a simple manor, and his skin always seems to have a perfect tan. He's beautiful, just like Annabeth.
"Percy," Annabeth says quietly from the bed, not taking her eyes from the newborn. "I know what I want to name her." Percy brushes her hair lightly with his fingers.
"Whatever you want, love." He is saying this with deep compassion and trust towards his wife.
Does he trust her the way he trusts me?
"Allele Marya Jackson." Annabeth says in one breath. A beautiful, unique name. Percy just smiles at her.
"That's a beautiful name, I agree."
"Rachel, I want you to be the godmother." Annabeth says to me, later that day. She is still in the hospital bed clutching Allele.
"What? Annabeth, are you sure?" I say, completely taken aback by what she proposed to me.
"Yes Rachel! You'd be perfect. Percy hasn't exactly picked the godfather yet, but you're a special person to me, and I want you to be a special person to Allele. Believe me when I say this, Rachel there wouldn't be any anyone I would want to be it then you." Annabeth bounces the baby a bit before I answer.
"Annabeth..." I can't think of a good enough excuse. I mean, it's not that I didn't want to be the godmother, it's just that... well, I don't know. Annabeth looks at me straight in the eyes.
"Rachel, please? For me?" She says. I looks away, then back at her.
"Okay, fine. I'll do it for you."
5 years Later...
I knock on the door of the beautiful brick house that belongs to Percy and Annabeth Jackson. The house is lined with brownish red colored bricks and with golden lined windows. The door is ivory colored with a wooden hand-crafted sign on it that read welcomein neat scripted writing. As I wait for someone to answer, the door swings open. It is Annabeth.
"Rachel! Oh my gods, I'm so glad you could come! Allele has been dying to see you!" She says in her cheery "Mommy Annabeth" voice. Her blonde hair is swooped up into a messy ponytail. I smile.
"Well, it's that time of year again." I say with exasperation. It was drawing to the end of summer, but it was still warm. Annabeth nods and motions for me to step into the spacious house that was decorated with flowers and other little homey trinkets. Annabeth leads me around to the living room, which was occupied by Allele, who is comfortably watching T.V. on the over-stuffed couch.
When I come in, her attention quickly averts from the television to me.
"Aunty Rachel!" She squeals in her high-pitched voice. She runs up to me and hugs me tightly. I do the same. Allele has grown up to be a beautiful child. She has long blond hair, like her mother, and her father's sea green eyes. She wears a yellow summer dress today, which really brings out the color in her eyes. She is so beautiful, yet so young.
"Hey, Allele!" I say cheerily. "What've you been up to?" She releases me from her hug.
"I've been watching The Discovery Channel! Did you know that 90 percent of volcanic activity occurs in oceans?" She says without a stutter. I nod, very amused.
"Wow..." I say.
"Yeah, I wanna be a marine biologist when I grow up!" She throws her hands up in the air in a childish manor. I smile.
"Yes, I bet you will be." Annabeth bends down to Allele's height to tell her something.
"Allele, Mommy needs to talk to Aunty Rachel for a bit. Would you like to look at the National Geographic catologue I got in the mail today?" Allele's eyes widen.
"Okay!" She bounces. "See you later Aunty Rachel! Maybe we could go swimming at the Y later!" Allele is running off before I say anything else. Once we are alone, Annabeth walks towards the couches.
"Shall we sit down?" She says. We both take a seat comfortably on the couch, and Annabeth flips off the T.V.
"Annabeth, she's growing up well. Very smart, too!" I compliment. Annabeth just sighs, and stares blankly at the lifeless T.V.
"Yes..." She starts off. "I...I need some help, Rachel."
"Well, with what?" I ask. Something has obviously been troubling Annabeth. Her gray eyes are flustered as she speaks.
"As you know, I want nothing but safety for Allele..." I nod for her to go on. "I mean, she is supposed to start Kindergarten this fall. It's already the middle of August, and I..."
I hesitate to say something. "...Wait, is this about the whole quarter-blood thing?" Annebeth nods.
"Yes, it is. You see, considering the circumstances, Allele has the same powerful attraction to monsters as a halfblood. I want her to be safe, but I love her too much." Annabeth looks away before talking again. "And yet I can't risk losing her."
I shift around on the couch. "What are you saying Annabeth?" I ask, almost catching on to what she is saying. Annabeth pushes a strand of blond hair away from her face.
"I want to send Allele to Camp Halfblood."