Daughter Of Hera

A/N: I must say I'm really disappointed in the no-response that I've been getting. It's getting hard for me to continue without your support. I'm thinking of giving up this one for good. I'll let you know soon. Ha-ha! I'm kidding! Did y'all really think I'd give up my gem of a story? Suckers, here's another chapter. I got a review asking me to speed up the daughter part; so here it is. Reviews and constructive criticism appreciated but no hate mail please. I hope you enjoy!

Also, my finals are over so for one week you get almost a chapter or maybe two (if you REVIEW) each day. On the other hand, I got my school textbooks today. They are so thick, I wish I could get rid of my uniform so I wouldn't have to go for a few days! I'm going into ninth grade which I believe is considered freshman year in High school in some countries. For all those who are in the same situation, I sympathize.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Francois woke up to the sound of the doorbell ringing. He had fallen asleep finishing some designs. He got up to open the door. It was probably Phil-Hera. She had said she'd come over; she needed to talk about something important. It'd been three months since the day she'd told him about her real identity. Since then, they'd gotten even closer, emotionally, mentally and physically, knowing they had little time left. They enjoyed every moment they got together.

He opened the door and looked around; he saw no one. He was about to go back in when a small noise brought his gaze downwards. What he saw took his breath away.

There in a golden cradle, wrapped in soft blankets as white as milk, was the most beautiful baby he'd ever seen. There was a note tucked in. He picked it and unfolded it.

Dear Francois,

I know I told you there was something important I had to tell you and I was coming over. This is that thing. Remember that night three months ago I spent at your house? I conceived that night. This beautiful baby is our daughter. I'm sorry I couldn't stay any longer but I had to return to my duties. If I spent too long on Earth, I'll become more human. You probably you have a lot of questions and I will do my best to answer some here.

The way Goddesses give birth is different to how humans do. Our pregnancy is shorter.

Also, a few days ago, Aphrodite, Athena, Artemis, Demeter, Persephone and Hestia came to see me. They told me that what I'd done was right and they blessed our then-unborn child. Our daughter has the gifts of beauty, wisdom and knowledge, skills with any weapon, a way with plants and animals and a warm character. These will become stronger as she gets older. She will care for you well. She will have a fiery temper and be impulsive though, as she will take after me. She will also have ADHD and dyslexia as all demigod children.

But let me warn you: she is a powerful demigod. Her scent will attract more monsters than usual. You must train her in self-defense.

I am leaving a few things for her. One is a bracelet with many charms on it such as an archery kit, a sword, a short sword, daggers and knives, a spear. Its name is 'Phosphoros' which means 'Lightbringer' or 'Bringer of Dawn'. All she needs to do is touch the one she needs and say'energopoiísete'. It means 'enable' or 'activate'. Another is a necklace, with a pearl in its centre. It will turn her invisible but, unfortunately, will not take away her scent. Its name is 'Charis' which means 'grace'. The last is a watch. It is silver, bronze and gold in color, which is a mixture of silver, Celestial Bronze and Imperial Gold used to defend against monsters. Tell her to tap its dial twice and it will spiral into a shield. Its name is 'Prostasia' which means 'protect'. These gifts are a reminder of me and are to be given when she needs to go to the camp I told you about. It is the only safe place in the universe for her.

Lastly, I shall visit you from time to time to encourage you and guide her where I can. It won't be often, maybe once a year at most. I am sorry I couldn't give you more.

Tell her I love her.

Yours always,

Philia

He glanced at the smudges which had to have come from tears falling on the paper. He wiped some of his own away and looked lovingly at the new addition to his life. He tucked the note back in and saw the gifts. He picked up the cradle and brought it in. He'd have to set up some child-friendly furniture soon.

He took her upstairs and laid her on his bed, where she cooed at him happily. He smiled at her, eliciting more gurgles of laughter. He looked at her closely. She had her mother's wheat-gold hair and his emerald green eyes. Her lips were a soft pink and she was a plump little baby. He had to think of a name for her. Looking at her eyes, the perfect name struck him. Jayda.

"Hey baby Jayda, do you like your name?" She gurgled mirthfully. He caressed her cheek and went off to warm her milk. He'd have to go shopping for baby food and clothes later.

When he came back, he picked up Jayda and started feeding her milk. Where was she going to sleep? His bed wasn't safe; what if she rolled off? He'd have to get a crib. Just as he thought that, the golden cradle began to change shape and finally became a crib. He wasn't very surprised. After finding out that your girlfriend is a real Greek Goddess, everything seems normal.

He looked down to see the bottle was finished and that his daughter (his heart skipped a beat at that) was asleep. He gently pulled out the thumb she was sucking on but was stopped when he saw that she had curled a tiny hand around his small finger. He softly kissed her forehead and laid her down in the crib to sleep.

"I just wish your mother could have been with us here, Jay. She'd be so proud of her little family."

A/N: Awwwww, so much fluff! I wish I have a child like that someday… *wipes away tear* I hope you liked the chapter! Review!