When we arrived finally arrived, Will was on the porch getting the newspaper. As soon as the hippocampus dropped us off and I stepped onto the land, Will pulled out a bow and arrow from the mailbox and pointed it directly at my face. Rude. Who keeps a bow and arrow just sitting in their mailbox? I raised my hands in my typical innocent fashion. Ironically, I am rarely ever innocent when I put my hands in the air or tell somebody I'm not doing anything wrong.

"We cometh in peace!" I called. Will lowered his weapon and ran towards me with alarm written clear across his face.

"Who died? Is everything ok? Is the baby coming?" He asked frantically. He would of kept going but noticing Steve's strange look, I cut him off before he could say anything else.

"Nothing happened, we're all ok! And I brought a friend." I stepped away so he could see Mr. America in all his glory. Will stood for a moment before snapping out of his daze, then smiled warmly in recognition and stuck his hand out for Steve to shake.

"I've heard a lot. Please, come in! I'm Will, by the way."

Annabeth greeted Will with a hug and he started asking about the baby as they walked to the door.

Steve leaned closer to me. "Who's that?" he whispered.

"That's Will, Nico's husband."

A giant grin spread across Steve's face and he began to walk with a skip in his step. Did everybody know Nico was into dudes except me? Not cool.

"Will!" We heard as soon as the door closed behind us. "Where's the salsa?"

"Ohh! I want salsa!" I ran to the kitchen in the prospect of food. I was greeted with the blade of my little cousin's sword.

"Jackson, do not touch my food." He warned, sheathing his sword. "What are you doing here?"

I shrugged innocently. Again. "I brought a friend, I figured you two would want to catch up."

Steve stepped into the kitchen and Nico dropped the jar of salsa he'd been holding.

"Steve!" He ran forward and gave Steve a hug, the same kind of hug I gave to my sister after I get home from a dangerous quest. "I'm sorry about the other day,"

Steve smiled, "No need, I get it. I have a lot to tell you."

Nico nodded in agreement. "Me too."

They began talking immediately, sitting at the dining room table as they spoke. Will, Annabeth and I decided we probably had no place in their conversation and headed to the living room. Annabeth excused herself to go to the bathroom, which she did a lot when she was pregnant. I made myself comfortable on the couch while Will brought snacks. Yaassss, snacks.

"How's Annabeth doing? Nothing unusual going on? Percy, did you read that book I got you?" Will asked before he even made it to the couch. I raised my hand to stop him from talking.

"First of all, of course Annabeth is doing well or I wouldn't be here. Nothing strange is going on according to Annabeth but it's all still freaking me out everytime she moves I feel like she's going to break. Don't tell her I told you that."

Will rolled his eyes. "It's almost hard to believe this is your third kid."

My gaze dropped to the floor at the mention of my first child. She was alive, thankfully, but I didn't get to see her as often as I'd like. When Masia was 13, she joined the Hunters of Artemis. Of course, this broke my heart. I was terrified of losing my little girl. I still am. When she told me that she was joining, my thoughts immediately ran to Zoe and Bianca and the countless other hunters that lost their lives. Apparently, Thalia actually tried to talk her about it for my and Annabeth's sakes. Thalia wanted her to join, but she knew how shaken up about it Annabeth and I would be. Masia loved us, but she knew this was what she meant to do. At first, I iris messaged her every single night and went to see her almost every day. After a while, I figured the other campers didn't appreciate Nixon and me coming around so often. I still Iris messaged her as often as I could, but it wasn't enough for me. I missed her. But I knew that Artemis will watch over her, I made her promise on the Styx she would try to keep my daughter safe.

"Yeah, well hopefully there will be more to come."

(time skip)

When Nico and Steve finally finished talking, they were giggling like school girls. Or guys. I mean, everybody giggles. Seriously though. They made Will and I, who were cramming our faces with chips and salsa, seem mature.

"So, what are we going to do about Percy?" Nico's question made me pause in my food-guzzling session.

"What?" I asked, my mouth full of food. Will whacked my arm and muttered something about my bad manners. That's what Annabeth usually does so she smiled at Will in thanks.

Nico rolled his eyes. "You joined the Avengers, we need to figure out a plan." Why must Nico remind me so much of Annabeth sometimes? Not cool dude, not cool!

"Right. Well, I didn't exactly join them," I stopped talking when Nico glared at me. "Fine. Whatever. What are we going to do?" I asked instead. Nico rolled his eyes and went to sit by Will.

"Annabeth and I talked about this, we think that you should do nothing. Just don't do anything stupid, don't expose yourself. Just, don't do anything Percy-like," he said. Annabeth nodded in agreement.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Nothing Percy-like?" I think I'm offended. "Wait, when did you talk to Annabeth?"

Nico hasn't come over since Nixon's birthday last spring, so when did he get a chance to talk to Annabeth about me joining the Avengers yesterday. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

Nico shrugged and smiled. "We have book club," he answered.

Of course. They had a book club.

"Whatever. I'm not even going to ask. Nick came by the house last night, he had me sign papers and stuff, then told me basically the same thing you did. No stupid stuff and no telling anybody."

Steve raised his hands in a silent motion for me to pause. "Wait, Nick? Nick as in Nicholas Fury?"

Oops. Was I allowed to tell him that? I looked to Annabeth to see if I had done something wrong, but her look was indecisive. She readjusted herself in my arms and I rested my hand on her stomach.

"Well yeah,"

"How do you know Fury?" Steve asked. Nico looked at him like he was just an innocent baby. Well, I guess he kinda was.

"He's a roman kid, goes to one of the Camp," Nico said.

Steve sat in silence for a moment, probably rethinking his entire life. Don't blame him; it happens to me all the time.

"Sweet, so are we done now?" I asked, clapping my hands together. I wanted to go to Mom's house and see my little sister. All this lovey dovey stuff was making my miss my own family. Technically I guess Nico and Will are my family, but that's not what I'm talking about. I wanted to go home and curl up on the couch to watch reality tv with Annabeth and Nixon. Watching Nico and Steve was making me want to go to my Mom's house and see her and my sister.

Nico rolled his eyes at me and nodded. "Yeah, whatever. But give Steve our phone number and address." Will nodded in approval and smiled at Nico. Could they stop being lovey dovey for two seconds? I looked down at Annabeth in my arms and decided we probably weren't any better.

"Nico, my house at 12 next week for A Spool of Blue Thread?"

Of course they had a dam book club.