"Mommy!" Thalia screamed as she ran into her mother's arms.

"What's wrong Thal's?" Annabeth asked her little daughter

"Jake hit me!"

"Jacob Elias Jackson, come here right now!" Annabeth yelled up the stairs to her five year old son.

"I didn't do it!" Jake yelled back as he descended the stairs toward his irate mother.

"Apologize to your sister," Annabeth demanded. The little boy looked at his mother as though she were asking him to kiss his enemy and hand over his guns.

"Fine, I'm sorry Thalia." The boy said grudgingly.

"That's okay Jake," The little girl said with a soft sniffle.

"Mom!"

"What?"

"Dad's at the door with Uncle Grover!" Luke, Annabeth and Percy's oldest son, yelled down the stairs to her. Annabeth was stopped in her tracks; the last time Grover had visited was last Christmas when he told them that Lord Zeus had presented Thalia with a golden thunderbolt and that they were invited to the ceremony that was to follow.

"Annabeth," Percy said as he crossed the room, "We need to talk to you. Alone. Now."

Annabeth heard the worry and fear in her husband's voice, and followed him into the kitchen without a word while the kids tackled Grover with hugs.

"What's wrong Percy?"

"Are you pregnant?" Percy asked, his eyes looking at the ground.

"Why does that matter right now?" Annabeth asked as she furrowed her brow in confusion, why was he asking her if she was pregnant?

"Just tell me if you are? Please," Percy's voice held a hint of desperation as his eyes finally met hers.

"Yes, I am pregnant. I had planned on telling you after I took another test, but why do you need to know?"

"Something's going to happen to you and the baby……"