Isabell Jackson was born April 27, 2019. She has a tuft of black hair on her head and her mother's gray eyes.

I love her.

Easton insisted we admit Annabeth and Isabell to a nearby hospital for a few days to "make sure no complications arise."

Annabeth held our little girl in her arms as she sat in the hospital bed. I sat in the chair next to her and grinned like an idiot.

"What?" Annabeth asked softly, looking up at me.

I stood and moved so I could sit on the bed next to her and put my arm around her. With my free hand I stroked Isabell's downy hair.

Annabeth continued to look into my eyes.

"I love you," I whispered and kissed her softly.

A bright flash lit up the room as we pulled away.

Kezi smiled as she walked into the room. "I'll email it to you."

Athan followed her into the room and sat in the recently vacated chair, pulling Kezi onto his lap.

"How's it going?" Athan asked over Kezi's right shoulder. Her left arm was now cradled in a real sling.

Annabeth smiled. "Great. I can't wait until we get back to New York."

"There's no place like home," Athan agreed.

Kezi tilted her head slightly. "Yeah, just slip on your ruby slippers and click your heals together."

"Shut up, Kez."

"Anyway," Kezi continued. "Did they say how much longer they're gonna keep you?"

Annabeth started to shake her head.

I nudged her shoulder as I spoke. "You were asleep when the doctor came and said the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, good," Annabeth sighed. "I hate hospitals."

Athan laughed and nudged Kezi. "Sounds like you."

"Shut up, Astley."

"So, we're heading back to Philadelphia this weekend, you guys are more than welcome to stop over there so you don't have to travel straight through to New York with a new born," Athan ignored Kezi.

I looked at Annabeth, who nodded. "That's a good idea, thanks."

The Astleys visited a while longer before they took off for home. We took them up on their offer and ended up staying several days in Philadelphia before Annabeth was willing to take Isabell the last few hours to New York.

It was all worth it the first night I held Annabeth in my arms in our small apartment, Isabell sleeping soundly in her crib.

Annabeth turned around in my arms and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I missed you."

I leaned my forehead against hers. "I missed you, too."

Annabeth looked away for a moment and then looked back into my eyes, her gray eyes full of tears.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "You were right."

I gently wiped the tears off her face and laughed softly. "Mind telling me what I did?"

"Isabell. I'm sorry I yelled at you when I found out I was pregnant. I was just—scared."

I kissed her softly. "I understand. I was told how it felt from your point of view while I was searching for you. It's definitely different."

"Kezi?" Annabeth whispered.

I nodded and kissed her again. After a pause, I spoke.

"What was I right about?"

Annabeth smiled. "That I would love Isabell and think that she is adorable. You were very, very right."

Annabeth bit her lip and looked away again. "I just hope that everything with the gods will stay calm for her lifetime. I don't want her to grow up like we did."

I pulled Annabeth's chin up so I could look into her beautiful eyes. "We can't control that, Annabeth, but we can protect her and train her to protect herself. If she's lucky, everything will be all right."

Annabeth half smiled and kissed me one more time before Isabell started to cry. Annabeth scooped her up and carried her over to the rocking chair to be fed.

I smiled, loving the feeling bubbling in my chest as I watched my little family.

It's short, I know, but it was just meant to wrap up the story and give some more detail on Isabell.

This is the first story I've ever truly finished and I nearly cried as I typed it up (of course, it probably didn't help that I was listening to a country radio station that's playing a bunch of sad songs in honor of Memorial Day).

I have yet to write enough of my next story to start posting any chapters, so I can't ask you to go check it out; however, I can tell you to stay tuned for my upcoming story called Yet to Be Determined (yes, that is the actual title, so far in what I've written it's fitting, even if it wasn't supposed to). Kezi and Athan will be in this story along with Percy and Annabeth. Athan and Kezi will have more of a backstory and Easton will only be in a chapter or two. I hope to put it up by Independence Day, but we'll see.

I hope you all have a wonderful Memorial Day and remember all of the people who have died in honor of the United States (or any other country, for that matter. We don't have a corner on the market).

Thank you to the five people who reviewed this story and even to those who favorite/followed it.

Thank you,

Greek Myth Girl