Hello loyal readers! I have gotten a new laptop and not so busy so I will be updating all of my stories. Now I am going to be creating a new story I have been thinking about for quite some time. It will be my first ever crossover and I'm rather excited! Anyway enough jibber jabber let's get to the story.

(Percy's P.O.V.)

I wake up, and shield my eyes from the light of the bright morning sun. I untangle myself from the grey comforter and find myself still dressed in my work clothes. I rub my eyes and then stand, running my fingers through my rather greasy black hair. I walk into the bathroom and take a fast shower, eager for today. I was really hoping for a little girl, but I was happy either way. I wrapped a towel around my waist, my hair dripping from the shower, and the small droplets raced down my spine. I get dressed into jeans, and a tight fitting black t-shirt. I make my way downstairs, and find Annabeth asleep on the couch. I hear rustling in the kitchen, and walk in finding Thalia on the counter and searching through all of the cupboards. Food is flung all over the counter and floor and I groan, causing Thalia to turn, a devious glint in her eyes.

"Why must you destroy our home?" I ask starting to pick some of the food up.

"When I can't find coffee, I shall destroy whatever I must to find it," She said, continuing her path of destruction.

"Thalia! It's by the coffee pot," I say, pointing to it with a bewildered look on my face.

"Oh," She said jumping down. "I guess it must have slipped my mind."

I put the food away and then glare at Thalia. I walk back into the living room and kneel down in front of Annabeth, one of my hands resting on her shin. She jumps a bit, her eyes opening, her body tenses. She then realizes it's me and she calms down, stretching her arms up.

"Your hand is freezing Percy," She says her mouth opening in a yawn.

"I'm sorry. Why didn't you get in bed," I ask, my face now level with hers.

"I fell asleep watching TV."

I nod slightly, placing a small kiss on her nose. I then lean down to talk to the baby.

"Instead of putting you to bed, we'll have to put mommy to bed huh?"

Annabeth made an "Oof" noise and glared lightly at me.

"I think the baby likes your voice. Just kicked my bladder," She said, a hand resting on her stomach as she stood.

I chuckled lightly and grabbed her hands, pulling her towards me. I lean down so my forehead is pressed to hers, and she stands on her tip toes and presses her lips quickly to mine.

"Now let me go. I have to pee," She said hitting my chest lightly. "Because of your child."

"If I remember correctly, it's our child," I say with another chuckle, and let her go. I watch her go into the bathroom and then sit down on the couch, grabbing my shoes and putting them on. Annabeth walks back out, her hair brushed and up in a ponytail.

"Thalia!" She shouts. "Are you going?"

"Yes," She says and then runs up the stairs, hair spiked, eyeliner on and her normal clothes on, except she wore Converse instead of combat boots, and she marched out the door, practically bouncing with excitement.

Annabeth and I follow soon and I shove my hands into my pockets, leaning down to whisper in Annabeth's ear, "You'd think that she was the kid."

Thalia kept bouncing away and we finally go to the car. We drove to the hospital and then waited until we were called into the ultrasound room. I'd been in here before, but this appointment was special. This room scared me, because I was afraid that something could've happened to the baby, but I know that's impossible with Annabeth as the mother. My hand was laced with hers and I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. When Annabeth and the nurse were ready I took a seat by Annabeth and gripped one of her small soft hands. The nurse looked at me and smiled, and she then looked at Thalia who was standing in the corner sipping her coffee.

"Friend I'm guessing?" The nurse asked sitting down in her chair and typing in a few keys.

"Best friend actually," Thalia said making a face at the nurse's back.

"Don't mind her. She's a bit snappy since she wasn't able to sleep in until five in the afternoon," I say rolling my eyes at Thalia.

The nurse smiled a bit and looked at Annabeth, "I'm sure you know how this feels and what to expect by now. How far along are you?"

"23 weeks. I was supposed to come in earlier but we had something else to do," Annabeth said, her thumb rubbing the back of my hand.

"You're very small for 23 weeks," The nurse said with a small frown, "But some women don't start showing until later."

(Annabeth's P.O.V.)

I felt Percy's hand tense, and I knew that if anything happened to this baby, he wouldn't be okay. He'd be devastated, and would blame himself. I look at his wide sea-green eyes and he looks back at me, and I smile reassuringly although I was a bit worried myself. The nurse rubbed the cool gel onto my baby bump, and then the monitor came to life. Percy and I stared in awe, and Thalia soon joined us, her mouth opened slightly. The nurse smiled a bit and the image shifted a bit.

"His heart beat is very strong and healthy. He may be born a bit smaller than normal. Probably a little above five pounds, but otherwise for your first baby he'll be very healthy," the nurse said with a small smile.

"His?" Percy asked, all tension gone and his adorable lopsided grin plastered on his face.

"Yes. You seem to be having a baby boy."

I looked at Percy and smiled. He smiled back and gave me a quick peck on the lips.

(About a half an hour later.)

Percy was still grinning, eyes gleaming and hand still gripping mine. He was talking about the stuff he wanted to teach him, how his room could be beach themed and how he wanted one of those chest baby carrying things.

"Percy calm down. We still have some time to get everything," I say with a small laugh at his eagerness.

"I'm just so excited," He says hugging me, still grinning.

"Clearly," I say resting my head against his chest, closing my eyes.

Percy kissed my forehead and then pulled away from me, sitting the bed. He opened his arms again and I crawled into his lap, like I would all the time.

"Gods I love you so much Annabeth," He whispered, his lips resting just by my ear, "You have no idea how much."

"You have no idea how much I love you," I whisper back, a smile on my face.

"I'm so happy you're still small enough to fit in my lap Wise Girl," Percy said, completely ruining the moment.

"Are you saying you thought I was going to be fat?" I asked, my hormones becoming out of control.

His eyes widened, "That's not what I meant."

"It most certainly is, watch your word choice Jackson," I say, tearing myself away from him and marching into the bathroom, leaving a naturally confused seaweed brain on the bed. I showered and then put my hair up in a towel and wrapping a towel around myself. I walk back out, finding Percy still sitting on the bed.

I ignore him for affect and he watches me as I put my pajamas on, and brushed my hair out. I then turned looking at him, crossing my arms.

"Do you have anything to say," I ask, eyes narrow and menacing.

"Erm…I love you," He said, his face nervous and scared.

I smile and walk back over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He sighs, obviously relieved I was going to kill him. His hands went to my baby bump and he smiled looking up at me.

"I thought you were going to end me. I would never think you were fat. I find you too beautiful," He said lightly kissing my jaw.

"Nah, I want him to have a father," I say resting my hands over his. He smiles at this and kisses my shirt covered baby bump.