A/N: This chapter is not a chapter at all…it is a collage. You see, the bulk of this story is when Athena has had the child. Up till then, there's just fluff. I know you love fluff, but it would be just pointless. So, without further adieu, the…collage!

I don't own PJO!

The chapter that is not a chapter, but has a chapter after the non-chapter…

20 weeks along:

"Congratulations! You're having a baby girl!" The nurse said. "Her due date looks to be about…March 1st. Exactly four months!"

Athena smiled. "That's the week of Annabeth and Percy's wedding. We should tell them there, while we're on our Spring Senior trip."

Poseidon smiled. "Yeah, we will."

Aphrodite cooed. "Look how precious that is," You'd think she was the mother; she wouldn't let the little girl's ultrasound photograph go.

24 weeks along:

Athena sat on the bleachers, watching her team play. When it was getting to third period, she called a timeout. "Girls, you've got to do better than this. Next week starts the tournaments—get it together; it's now or never. You got this, Lily. Jump serve. Not just overhand. And Estelle, you know that it's your duty as setter to get every second ball. C'mon girls! You do better than this. It's 29 to 14. Third period starts in two minutes. You won the first, but that was by chance. Let's do this!"

And they did.

And Athena proudly supported her team at the state championships two months later, with a big, pregnant belly.

She knew her kid was happy, too.

28 weeks along

Athena, at almost seven months pregnant, began to feel more and more uncomfortable with each and every passing day.

Her students had been on her nerves much more. She had been crying as if she was the sixteen year old who got dumped by the jock for the cheerleader. Her feet were swelling, and her stomach was huge.

Though, pregnancy had its perks. There wasn't one minute when she was not being complimented, or having girls swoon over the baby. For once, Aphrodite had been right.

Athena hated to admit it.

February 9th
Superbowl Sunday
30 weeks along

Turns out, big, pregnant bellies are a great asset during the Superbowl. With Apollo's artistic hand, he painted the New York Giants football team logo on her stomach.

And they won.

And now the chapter begins…

Athena grabbed onto Poseidon's hands as she walked off the plane. They were here! In Spain! The senior class has decided this to be their trip, and they would be in Spain for two weeks. February 25th was the day they arrived, and they would be leaving March 11th. Athena's due date fell right in there, but she could care less. A baby born in Barcelona—that would make a beautiful memory.

On March 4th, three days after her due date, Athena was very aggravated. Her feet were swollen, as was her stomach. It hurt to walk, and she felt like a bus had hit her repeatedly. The next day was Annabeth's wedding, and no matter how angry she and Percy would get at Poseidon and Athena once they figured out, they were going to the ceremony.

It was beautiful. They had a wedding on the beach, as predicted by Athena and Poseidon. Sunset, beach, and their own written vows—it was a wonderful ceremony. As Athena sat in the back with Poseidon on her right, she kept a hand over her stomach. "Annabeth's really grown up," she whispered sadly.

Poseidon nodded. "Percy has, too. It seems like just yesterday they were two awkward twelve year olds searching the country, right?"

Athena laughed. "Oh, yes."

At the reception, everyone just stayed on the beach, or went to the bar up on the pier. It wasn't your traditional party, but the two getting married weren't so traditional, either. When Annabeth caught sight of Poseidon, she nudged Percy. "Perce," she whispered.

"Yes, Mrs. Jackson?" Percy asked, pulling her towards him.

"Why's your dad here? And who's the pregnant lady with him?" She asked him.

Percy dropped his hands. "I don't…oh, gods. That's Athena!"

"What? No. My mother doesn't just get—"

Athena turned when she heard the word 'mother'. She brightened. "Annabeth!" She held her arms out to her daughter, who gladly rushed into them. "Oh, I'm so happy for you," she said, holding her daughter close to her.

Annabeth smiled at her mom as she pulled away. "Lady Athena," she bowed her head.

"Oh, no need for that. After all, I am not godly anymore, thanks to my incompetent father."

"Oh?" Annabeth asked. "What happened? And how are you…pregnant?"

Athena smiled at her daughter. "That's a long story. I'm afraid we mustn't spend your whole party chatting together. You two go have fun,"

Percy stared at Athena. He dropped on his knees. "Lady Athena! Goddess of wisdom! Please do not castrate me!"

"Now why would I do that, Perseus?" Athena asked, sarcasm coating her voice. But a smile was placed on her lips.

"So, you're not mad I married her?"

"You really are rather dim-witted, aren't you? Perseus, I gave you permission to last winter. Do you not remember?"

Percy, embarrassed, got off of the sand. "Oh, Perce, look at you." Annabeth rolled her eyes as she wiped sand off of the front of his shins.

"Yeah, I guess I kind of forgot."

Poseidon laughed. "Hello, Percy. Same as ever, I see?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah." Percy said, nervously. Whispering, he added, "I still don't trust Athena."

"Well, you two have fun. We'll head back to the hotel." Athena said.

Annabeth shook her head. "No, mom, please stay. All our friends are just at the bar, anyway. And I'm here to make sure he doesn't get drunk. After all," Annabeth said, glaring at Percy, "we aren't allowed to. We're not twenty-one, Percy."

"But it's our wedding!" He whined.

Annabeth just grabbed his hand. "No. Let's go on the pier; they have it blocked off for us tonight. You come, too, Mom."

Athena nodded. "Poseidon?"

He smiled. "I don't know, how about you two girls go off. Percy and I can, er—catch up." He winked at his son.

Athena raised an eyebrow. "Alright. Come, Annabeth. I can't wait to hear all about Notre Dame!" Letting go of Percy's hand, Annabeth waved at her newlywed husband and grabbed the hand of her mother.

When they made it to the end of the small pier, Athena sat on a bench overlooking the sea. Annabeth had been talking all about Notre Dame and how amazing it was there. In her long, flowing wedding dress, she resembled her mother as a goddess than she did a bride, and Athena smiled at the thought. Athena looked at the bust band, though; it was a band of twisted golden branches, greatly resembling her silver ring. "Mom? I said, your turn. Now, spill! What's going on?"

Athena swallowed. "Annabeth, these past seven months have been very confusing. Are you sure you'd like to know?" When Annabeth said she was sure, Athena told her everything. Everything from the end of the "high school" year, to the new punishment, to the deceiving Hera, to the engagement, to the snobby co-workers at her school, and made it to the pregnancy. And Annabeth was smiling the whole time.

"You're engaged to my father-in-law?" She laughed.

Athena laughed, too. "Yes. But I assure you, it will not become a real marriage. I may be pregnant with his child, but we will never get married. It would be odd, us being wed while you and Percy were together."

Annabeth shrugged. "You can, if you want."

"Marry Poseidon? Me? Oh, Annabeth." She sighed. "I'm smarter than that. I know once this child is grown up, Anna, that she will be the light of his life, of course. But as for us? We never get along. He's just being kind for the sake of the child."

Annabeth shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe he likes you," She grinned and wiggled her eyebrows.

Athena laughed. "You, daughter, have been spending too much time with Perseus." She laughed once more when her daughter agreed. "You're taking this rather well."

Annabeth smiled at her mother. "Mom, I'd just like you to be happy."

Athena sighed. "I always assumed it would be me giving you this talk, not the other way around. Oh," Athena said, grabbing her stomach.

"What? Mom?" Annabeth asked.

"Anna, I'm fine…ouch!" Athena said, getting up.

"Are you sure?"

Athena paused. Pop! "We have to go,"

"Are you in labor?" Annabeth asked, worried.

Athena rolled her eyes. "It's about time, too!"

"Stay here! I'll go get Will Solace!"

Athena didn't like sitting on the pier, all alone, when she could give birth any minute. But she couldn't move; alas, she had tried, but it only aggravated her and sent pain. When Annabeth returned, Will Solace was not with her, but instead his sister, Kayla. She bowed hurriedly when she saw Athena. "Lady Athena," She whispered. "How are you—"

Annabeth paused her. "Hera. Long story. Just help me! What do I do?"

Kayla asked Athena how much pain she was in. Athena shrugged, but the look on her face told otherwise. "Okay. She has to be about…at least three or four centimeters dilated. Where's my father?"

Athena sighed. "Back in our hotel. He's mortal, too."

A flash encased the three girls, and the next thing they saw was the throne room at Olympus.

Hera snickered. "All right. Since I am the goddess of motherhood, I shall help. Kayla, I will now send you to your father. He will find for tonight he and his sister will gain their immortality back. Send them here at once. Do not ask questions, child. Do as I say!"

Kayla was utterly confused and flabbergasted, but did as she was told. Within minutes, Artemis and Apollo had arrived, clothed in their traditional togas and dresses. Artemis clapped. "Now here's an article of fabric I like! Okay, Athena, we'll make this quick. Oh, look! You're in your godly form, as well."

Athena, grasping her daughter's hand, glared at Hera. Ignoring everything Artemis had just said, she yelled, "Get her out of here."

The goddess grinned, and backed away. "Fine. You do not wish for my help, I see. You will soon regret that, step-daughter. I only wished to help you, to make amends."

"Oh, please, Hera," Annabeth said. "You hate the both of us. And don't you deny it—we know."

"Foolish demigod. You do not speak to the Queen of the gods that way!"

"Oh, yeah? Watch me."

"We have a woman in labor, here!" Artemis hollered. "Hera, leave. Please,"

"The foolish two will regret it," She pointed at Annabeth and Athena as she marched out of the throne room.

Apollo scooped Athena up. "To my quarters! We must be quick, my sister!"

Once Athena was set on the couch in the god's quarters, Annabeth panicked. "Percy! What will he think?"

"Go, child, get Poseidon as well. Return quickly, for the task ahead is great!" Artemis said hurriedly.

"Is it just me, or do they talk much more eloquently in godly forms?" Annabeth asked herself as Artemis allowed her to transport to Spain.

Athena was silent the whole time. She never writhed or squeaked; hollered nor made remarks. She only grasped the hand of Poseidon and Annabeth. "Mom, you're almost there!"

Artemis, being the one helping Athena give birth, beside her brother, Apollo, kept nervously glancing at Athena, asking if she was alright.

The process led them through the night. Nearing sunrise, they were all exhausted, especially Athena. "You'll be fine, you'll be fine." Poseidon kept whispering. As night turned to sunrise, the gods found themselves in their mortal forms again. This worried Artemis and Apollo, for they didn't know what would happen with the baby transitioning between being in a goddess to a mere mortal.

"Well please, do quicken. This is like squeezing a watermelon out of a grapefruit!"Athena finally spoke.

Apollo chuckled and he offered her some leverage of pillows. "This is disturbing, really, really disturbing!" Percy hollered.

"Grow up! You'll have to deal with this again." Annabeth answered.

"Yeah, how many are you exactly planning?" He nervously asked.

"With each word you say, I'll add another."

"That would suck for you,"

"You're at five, Jackson!"

He stopped speaking.

Finally, as morning came, a baby girl was born. "Oh, lookie!" Annabeth said.

"She looks…squishy." Percy mumbled to Annabeth. His wife turned around and pushed him off the chair.

Annabeth and Percy, bidding farewells, had to leave then, for they had a flight to catch to Greece. Artemis and Apollo left, too, to notify the students that today they would be staying at the hotel under the watchful eye of Molly Hedge, and Aphrodite and Ares would be coming to meet the baby with them. The girls cooed, and said they couldn't wait to see the baby.

But they left the little family alone for a while.

Athena had the small baby wrapped tight in a green blanket. She smiled down at her. "Why, hello there, little girl. Don't you have the prettiest eyes?"

"They are rather cute," Poseidon said, from standing behind her. "I mean, they're all gray. But with green specks. I like it."

Being in their mortal form again, Athena felt much better. She felt…normal. Like a family should be. "Why don't you hold her?"

"Me? Oh, no. I'll drop her. Just like I did Percy."

"But you never went back for Sally or Percy," Athena said, confused.

"Oh, no. That was a dream. It scared me, really. Felt like it had really happened."

Athena laughed. "You don't want to hold her?"

"Oh…alright." The baby opened her eyes, feeling the transition from warm arms to cold ones. She looked like she was about to cry, but stopped herself and twitched her lips slowly.

"See? She likes you,"

"Not as much as she likes you," Poseidon told her.

"You look uncomfortable," Athena pointed out.

"I am. I've never really held one before."

"A baby? Really?" Giving the girl back to Athena, he shook his head.

"Well, shouldn't she have a name? We can't call her an it forever."

"Melanie?"

"Nah. Rose?"

"Too Titanic. Would make me cry…Rosalie?"

"No. Too Twilight."

"You read the book?"

"No. I saw the movie."

"Of course…what about a name with meaning? A Greek name!" Athena suggested.

"Alcina? Strong minded. Would take after you," Poseidon said.

"Hmm. Adrasteia? Courageous." Athena recommended. "That's too long, though. Aleeka? Like Aleka with one 'e', meaning defender. But with our own touch? With two 'e's?"

He smiled. "Aleeka. I like it,"

"Hello, Aleeka." Athena sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"We're not ready for this. We never were," Athena said after a pause.

The smell of perfume wafted through the air, and Aleeka gave a small cough, her tiny black curls bobbed. "Oops, that must be me! Sorry!" Aphrodite squealed.

"Shh," Artemis pointed. "Baby was asleep."

"So," Ares asked, crossing his arms. "Name the thing yet?"

"Aleeka." Athena smiled.

"Such a pretty name," Aphrodite praised.

"Such a pretty little girl! I'm going to spoil her rotten." Apollo said. "What? A guy can't show affection to his niece?"

"That came out really gay, Apollo." Aphrodite flicked her hair behind her back. "Ugh…I need to re-color this. Blonde just isn't doing it for me. I think I'm gonna go brunette."

"I think there's something a little more important going on, Aphrodite." Artemis said.

Athena, whom was still resting on the couch, asked if anyone wanted to see her. Artemis quickly rushed over. She picked the baby up and whispered, "Whatever you do, don't listen to that mean blonde lady. Love is dumb. You join the hunt when you're all grown up, okay? Boys will just make you unhappy,"

Aphrodite, whom was irked at Artemis, took the girl from her arms. "No, no. Men are nice! And you'll be so pretty, just like your mommy! They'll shower you with praise and gifts. Don't join the dark side that animal obsessed lady will lead you to."

Aleeka looked confusedly between the two. Her eyes watered and her lip quivered, and she burst into tears. Apollo softly took the baby from the girls and rocked her.

"Shhh. Don't listen to either of them. Just do what Uncle Apollo says and you'll be fine."

As Artemis and Aphrodite raised their voices at him, Aleeka cried louder. Casting an annoyed glance at Poseidon, she asked him to go get Aleeka from the three friends fighting. He hesitated, but slowly picked her up. Holding her by the sides, he carried her with her feet down and her head plopped backwards, unstable and not supported. She cried even louder.

"Oh, you people!" Athena yelled. "Just stop it!" Everyone quieted, even Aleeka. Shakily standing, Athena slowly walked over and picked Aleeka up. "You three are shouting in a room with a newborn! And you!" She narrowed her eyes at Poseidon. "Baby's need support! Their heads are half their body weight! They can't hold that up yet! And Ares, don't just stand there!" She slumped on the couch, tired and aggravated. A woman who just gave birth shouldn't have to walk, deal with quarreling friends, or yell at the father. She held Aleeka close to her. "You're all imbeciles." She sighed.

They all laughed. Even Athena.

Zeus swept into the room. "Daughter, a word, please."

"I am no daughter of yours, am I? I am just a mere mortal, am I not? Please, allow me the honor of bowing before you," Athena spit out.

"Very adorable. Now, come. Bring that thing with you."

"Thing? What thing? The only things I can think of are humans, and with me. Shall I bring Poseidon? Aphrodite? Or maybe you're talking about my daughter, Aleeka."

"Athena! Now!"

"Whatever you must say, you can say in front of all of us, Zeus."

"I need the child." He proclaimed.

"Excuse me?"

"Alison. I need her."

"Her name is Aleeka. And why do you want her?" Artemis asked, stepping next to Athena.

"Quiet, you. That regards only Hera and I."

Athena sat up, stunned. "You mean to tell me that that wretched cow is making me give my daughter to her?"

"Yes, Athena. Do as the queen asks."

"No, Zeus. I will not."

"She figured you might say that. Take heed, daughter. Hera shows no mercy."

A/N: What could he mean by that?

I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Question time!

-What do you think will happen to Athena and Poseidon?

-To Aleeka?

-What does Zeus mean by "Hera shows no mercy"?

You have only just begun the story…

And much drama ensues. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!

Hem, hem. Excuse that last MUAHAHAHA! remark.

… like squeezing a watermelon out of a grapefruit belongs to my cousin, Jenna. She's hilarious. I love her so much!

I love feedback almost as much as Aphrodite loves love!

~Suzie

P.S. I've noticed many people are still reading, but only about 1/3 are still responding so that I can see forms of life out there. What's up? Is it turning for the worse? My writing sucking? Let me know…