A/N: So, so, so. What'd you think? You like? Hope so! I have a little surprise in the beginning - a POV we've not seen for quite a few chapters! :D

Me: Bananas?

K: That's what she said. *looks cookie over and over* H - I mean, Future, look! This cookie is an evil GENIOUS!

Me: *facepalm* Oh, not this again...I don't own PJO.

Percy's POV (A/N:Weren't expecting that, were ya?)

I was freaked out the moment my phone rang. It was supposed to be off in the classroom, but since it was a day after Hayley's due date, I made sure to keep it on. Just in case.

My student, Todd, was up front giving a nice biology speech, when it rang. "Hold on a second, Todd." I said. He was in my advanced class, GRC as we called it at that school.

"Of course, Mr. Jackson," Todd said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes, and opened my phone. Thomas? What we he be doing, calling at this hour - oh, wait. God, no. Please, no.

"Hello?" I asked into the reciever. Thomas rambled off something. "She's what?" I practically screamed. "What do you mean, how can she be okay?" I asked. He said something. "Do you think it's pre - "

"We think that it might be," he interrupted. "Just come on to the hospital."

"Which one?" I questioned, already gathering some things together in a hurry.

"Mr. Jackson?" A girl, Dana, asked. I held my finger up in a teacherly 'hold on a second' gesture. She looked kind of worried for me.

"Whichever hospital's closer," he told me fastly. He finished what he was saying, and I started getting more jumpy by the second. Closing my phone after saying a quick 'bye', I turned to my students.

"Class dismissed," I said. "If anyone asks anything, tell them Mr. Jackson gave the permission. But I've got to go."

"Can I be in charge?" Todd asked with a mischievious smile. I shook my head.

"No. Dana, you're in charge. And Jason, please keep and eye on Todd. I don't want your best friend to become expelled." And with that, I dashed out of the classroom, running by the office quickly to tell what was happening.

I got in my car, and started driving hurriedly. But probably not as hurridely as Malcolm. He was very protective when it came to Annabeth. He was just that way. By the time I got there, I saw Malcolm's car out there, parked in a wierd way right by the opening of the hospital. I parked right behind him, and then started running in there. I ran up to the sign in station, and looked at the nurse wildly.

"Annabeth Jackson," I said zealously. The nurse looked over something, and nodded to herself.

"Room three zero two," she said in a bored tone. I had already took off running before she could holler behind me, "But visitors aren't permitted at the time!"

Too late, I thought, dashing this way and that, eventually finding my way to the room. Malcolm was pacing nervously outside of the room, and Thomas just stood there, biting his nails.

"Is she...?" I asked.

Malcolm just shrugged. "They don't know. They think it might be preeclampsia, but they won't know until the tests come back, which could take over three hours. It's going to kill me, not knowing." He started back to his pacing, but I wasn't planning to just stand outside all day. I opened the door, and walked in, to find Annabeth passed out in the hospital bed.

I wanted to frown, but I could only smile at the sight. She still had those princess curls, even though they framed her extremely reddend face. I walked over and sat next to her, holding her hand. Even it was burning up, and a little bit swollen from the looks of it.

Another nurse stood by an IV bag, feeding something in to it. "This should help her," she said simply. I nodded, and she left, Malcolm and Thomas joining me in the room.

I sighed in relief as her eyes fluttered, starting to wake up.

Annabeth's POV

I opened my eyes weakly, to find my favorite Seaweed Brain sitting there next to me. I smiled half-heartedly.

"Hey," I said.

"Hey," he replied. "Good to see that you're awake." I yawned, and stretched, feeling a little less hot, but still hot enough to cause a mild heat stroke, maybe. I could really use some ice.

"How long've I been out?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

Percy looked over to Malcolm, who just shrugged. "An hour, maybe two? It's been a while, Annabeth. They've given you some meds to postpone the birth as much as possible, until they're sure of what to do."

I nodded. "Oh...I was hoping it was just all a horrible dream." I leaned back into my pillows. "Guess not."

The door opened with a slight creak, and my OB, Dr. Tiffany Samuels, entered. She smiled at me. "Hey, Annabeth. Not your ideal form of birth, is it?"

I shook my head. "No, ma'am."

Her smile turned into a sad one. "Well, I'm afraid it's about to get worse. Annabeth, all of you're tests have come back positive for preeclampsia. We could try for the natural, but all of us feel it would be safer with a c-section. What do you think?"

I swallowed, my fear coming true. I was praying that it wasn't this; hoping so, so much that it wasn't.

I looked at her. "Which has the higher percentage for less damage on her?"

"Caesarean," she told me. I gulped again, but nodded.

"I want to do that." I said, gripping Percy's hand tighter than I ever had. "When can we?"

"Now, if you're ready," Dr. Samuels sat on the edge of the bed. I glanced to Percy, who looked like he was holding back tears just as much as I was.

"You ready?" I asked, picking up our hands which now seemed infused with the others together. He nodded.

"I'm ready." I looked to Dr. Samuels.

"We're ready." I said.

"Good," she replied. "I'll have the prep team come in here. You want your half-brother and..." she looked at her chart. "...cousin, to go as well."

"If they want." I said, my gaze turning to Malcolm. He nodded solemnly. Thomas was already eagerly nodding, even before I asked. "Yes, ma'am," I continued distractedly, trying to get my mind off the fact that it was happening now. All of it, about to happen in a course of three-to-ten-minutes flat. Dr. Samuels stood from her perch and walked out of the room.

A moment later, nurses came back in, with blue scrubs for the boys, and a hair one for me. I put it on my head, Percy's, Malcolm's, and Thomas' all matching. I would've laughed, had it not been these circumstances. They rolled my bed out of the hospital room, Percy still beside me, his hand still clamped on mine. The boys were following close behind. They wheeled me into a OR, and then helped me unto a bed which would be the operating table.

As they were getting the epidural ready, I turned to Percy. "P-Percy?" I mumbled. He looked at me. "I-I'm scared," I said. Yes, that's right. I, Annabeth Chase-Jackson, was scared out of my wits. I didn't know what was going to happen - and I hated that. If there's one thing Athena's children hate more than spiders, it's not knowing.

This had to be the scariest thing I'd ever done - scarier than the Labyrinth, or those times I was sure I was going to die. I was more scared now than I had ever been. I let two tears escape my eyes, before I had to hold Percy's shoulders as they inserted the epidural's needle into my back. It hurt, but I managed.

"I know," he whispered, kissing my forehead as they had me lay down on the now very cold table, and putting a drape so that I couldn't see what was happening up there as they worked. Percy wasn't allowed to, either, but I was sure he wouldn't leave my side anyway. We were going through this together, no matter what. "But we'll make it through, right?" He asked, smirking that smirk that would make me smile and nearly laugh, no matter how mad or sad I was at him.

"Yeah," I said, holding on to his hand for almost dear life. "We'll make it through, together. Just like we always do."

"Annabeth," Dr. Samuels voice rang out, "can you feel this?" I felt a slight numbing sensation, but nothing more.

I shook my head. "No, ma'am."

"Good. You'll feel some ruff tugs and pushes, but nothing else, okay?"

"Okay," I basically whispered, feeling as that tingling numb sensation made a line across my abdomen. I did feel some slight tugs and pulls, and I gripped Percy's hand hard at each one.

And, suddenly, I felt a finally tug, and a screaming baby pierced the air. It was like music to my ears. She was here. She was apparently healthy. They cut something, and then lifted her slightly over the drape.

"Here she is," Dr. Samuels said happily, before handing her off to some of the nurses, who barely did anything but suck some fluid and things out of her nose, and clean her off.

As they were stitching me up, they brought Hayley over to us. Percy craddled her in his arms, holding her up a little so I could see. She was beautiful - blonde tufts of hair, and spectacular sea green eyes. She looked just like Percy when he was little, except he didn't have the blonde hair. She had my nose, cheek bones, and freckles, though, so I couldn't complain too much.

"Hey, sweetheart," I said, reaching up and touching her out-stretched hand. I carressed her soft cheek. "I'm your Mommy."

Percy looked at her. "And I'm your Daddy."

I know this may sound insane, but she smiled when she said that. I would swear on the Styx that she did. She smiled, grinned, whatever you want to call it. But she did it.

"You look so much like your Daddy," I mumbled, playing with her blonde tufts.

"She looks like you, too," Percy pointed out. "Because, I know I don't have this beautiful nose," he poked Hayley's nose softly with the tip of his finger, like we used to do for Ellie. "Or, these gorgeous freckles and rosy red cheeks. That all your Mommy, Moon."

They finished not moments later, and allowed Percy to continue holding Hayley as I was rolled back to my room for rest. I hadn't realized it yet, but I was already feeling better - much better than I had in the past month or so.

I wanted to go to sleep so bad, but before they'd let me, we had to complete the birth certificate. I wrote my signature on there, Percy wrote his, and together we wrote Hayley Moonlight Jackson across the name thing. I watched in awe as they put her foot print on it, and her fingers. She was twenty-two inches long, pretty tale for her age, and five pounds, four ounces. She was beautifully pink, and always warm when I held her. Later on that night, they made us let them take Hayley to the nursery, but I almost didn't mind.

I was bushed out. I wanted nothing more than to take a long, comforting nap.

So, I did. Percy left, though, wanting to go see her as much as he could before coming back and getting some sleep himself.

Malcolm congratualted me, giving a hug before he left, saying that he would contact Thalia and the others, including Chiron, by tomorrow morning. "You need to get plenty of rest," he added. "Because you know that a crowd will be here in the morning."

I smiled. "I know. Thanks, Malcolm. For everything. I'm sure Hayley wouldn't be alive at this point if it weren't for you." He shrugged.

"I did what I had to, Annabeth. You are my favorite sister, after all." With that, he waved, and left. Thomas gave me a small hug and said a quick 'good luck' before leaving.

I closed my eyes and smiled, thinking happy thoughts to myself. Tonight might not've been the best night of my life to start out with, but it sure did end that way. I fell asleep, dreaming about taking home my sweet, precious little girl.

Percy's POV

I had my face pressed up against the nursery glass. She was breathtaking, and I never wanted to leave her side for a minute. I knew eventually I'd have to, but as of right now, it was all perfect. I didn't feel the slightest bit rushed, and I felt like she was all mine.

My daughter. For my taking. I knew the first time I saw her eyes that I would be wrapped around her finger in no time. I just knew it.

"Mr. Jackson," a nurse questioned, walking up to me. She had red hair, almost auburn, and blue eyes.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I'm afraid you'll have to leave now. The nursery is closing for bed. But, don't worry, she'll be here for you tomorrow." I nodded my thanks, and left. I thought about Hayley all night that night. I couldn't stop myself, even as I feel asleep in a chair beside Annabeth.

She was my only thought.

So. Happy Percabeth ending! Hehe! Not that it's the end, of course. There are still many more chapters to go, I promise.

Hope you enjoyed!

~Future