Hey guys! OMG! 60TH CHAPTER! So excited!
Okay, so I figure that you guys are getting impatient with all the Percabeth twins and stuff, so I will hurry it up for y'all with a skip in time. We are going forward 6 months to January 27th! I'll say that from the point in which Willow and Charlie were, uhh, conceived(June 27th), to the point before I started doing the Caspar Chronicles(that's what I'm using to refer to the chappies about his past), a month passed(so it would be July 27th). Yeah, I know you guys just want me to get to the point, so I will! You probs noticed that I didn't go forward the whole 8 months(so it would add to 9), but I don't want to go too overboard with all the time skips. So, two months to the Charlie's and Willow's due date! By the way, I have obviously not gone through any of these stressful birth-giving processes, but I've heard enough embarrassing stories from my mom, and accidentally (take in mind I say accidentally) read some pretty weird fanfics out there, to be able to get a little idea of the prep for birth. Wooooooo, that was kinda awkward. Anyhoo, I will start writing now!
READ THE ABOVE IF YOU HAVEN"T ALREADY! It's important because I've explained the time skips I did. The chappie won't make sense if you haven't read it. Okay, here we go!
Annabeth's Pov:
"Ugh, Percy, what are you doing? Get off your lazy butt and help me pack this thing. You've already gone through a marathon of CSI, and a whole bag of chips. You'd think I would be the one going through the food in this place," I grumble.
"M'kay," he mumbles through a mouthful of chips, and shuts off the tv. He walks over to our room, where I'm finishing up packing the hospital bag.
I think I've gotten everything, but I want Percy to look through it, just in case. As he roots through it, I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my stomach.
I gasp and bend over. "Oww," I get out. "That hurt." I pucker my lips, and Percy looks over at me with a worried look on his face.
"What's up? Something wrong?" he asks.
"I'm not completely sure, but I think I'm having a contraction," I say between clenched teeth.
Percy's eyes widen, and he pauses before saying, "Wait, but it's like two months early, though."
I let out a breath of air as the pain recedes, and I raise my gaze from the floor and say back, "Yeah, but there's such thing as preemies."
"But, two months? That's pretty early, even for preemies right?"
"Well, I've done a lot of research, and there's been a lot of people who were born two months early and are completely fine now, but I still don't completely know if that was a contraction."
Then I get my answer. I get a weird sensation and then a liquid starts puddling out on the floor below me.
"Uhhh, oh my god! What is that?" Percy says, scrambling away.
I roll my eyes, and say, "Stupid, my water just broke," while laughing at how clueless he is.
"Oh. Oh, okay. Umm, does that mean that was a contraction?"
"Yeah, and there will probably be more soon, so we should get down to the hospital pretty soon. How's the hospital bag? Got everything?"
"Uhh.." he says for a second, and then smiles wryly. "One thing missing."
"What is it...?" I ask, somewhat worried with his expression.
"A camera! We need to get some embarrassing photos of you! And, also of Willow and Charlie!"
I roll my eyes at the 'embarrassing photos of me' part, but I tell him to hurry up and get it. I waddle over to the counter so I have something to lean on. I realize though, that since Willow and Charlie are early, we might not be able to get many pictures of them before they're hooked up to a whole bunch of tubes and stuff." I'm not too worried though about them, because there's a 95% chance they'll just have to be hooked up for a while, and won't have any long term affects.
I struggle back over to the front door where my shoes are, and I slip them on, while Percy rushes back downstairs with camera in hand. He zips up the hospital bag, hoists it over his shoulders, and quickly shoves his shoes on his feet. He grabs the car keys and holds open the door for me while I go out to the car. My belly's huge, and I feel like a penguin waddling over to our car. Percy helps me in to the passenger seat, and I gasp as another contraction racks me. Percy shuts my door and then leaps into the driver's seat. He throws the bag in the backseat, and then speeds off towards the hospital.
As we pull into the parking lot near the entrance of the hospital, I try to get out on my own, but Percy comes over and picks me up bridal style.
I laugh, but it's cut short by yet another sharp pain.
"Oooo, that hurt worse. Dang these contractions," I gasp out.
"Alright, hopefully it'll be over soon," Percy says.
"Actually, not for a while probably," I say, as we enter the hospital.
I look at the lady at the desk and rush out my info.
"Hey there, Annabeth Chase, and in labor," I say, gasping as the pain gets worse.
"Okay, a nurse will be down in a second to take you to your room," she says, smiling at me.
Literally three seconds later I see a nurse come down with a wheel chair. I realize it's Katy, and I wave.
"Hey Annabeth! I came over as soon as I heard it was you!" she says, helping me into the wheelchair. Once I'm settled, she sets off to the elevator.
After we reach the maternity ward and we leave the elevator, she starts chatting again.
"Okay, so Sylvia will already be in the room, and it actually probably won't be for another, uh, probably 9 hours until you actually have to, like push," she says, kind of awkwardly.
I laugh, and reply, "All this labor talk is kinda awkward I guess." I look up at Katy, and I estimate she's probably only 21 or 22. Her shiny blonde hair curls elegantly behind her shoulders, and her bright blue eyes stare clearly ahead, looking back and forth between the different room numbers, probably searching for the right number.
Then we finally turn into a room decorated with blue and pink butterflies on the walls. I see Sylvia, her dark brown hair cascading down her back, framing her warm chocolate-toned face.
"Hey guys! How're you doing Annabeth?"
I smile, and respond, "As well as can be, I guess!"
I heave myself out of my wheelchair with Katy's help as Sylvia preps the bed and the medical tools and everything that she or Katy might have to use. I start getting into bed, but then Katy pipes up.
"Actually, Annabeth, you probably want to walk around the hospital, to speed up the process, but you probably want to be back here in 15 minutes, just to check your progress."
"Oh, okay. How's the coffee?"
"Amaazing! The doughnuts here are awesome too!"
I laugh, and then I say a quick bye as I leave for some coffee with Percy to help get through all these dang contractions.
"Alright, Annabeth. We can start doing some breathing exercises now."
I giggle as Sylvia starts to show me how I'm supposed to breathe. I guess I should start too though. In in, out out. In in, out out.
"Okay, good. Now, get ready to push. One, two, three, PUSH!"
I push as hard as I can, and Sylvia says, "Good job! Now again, on the count of three. One, two, and three!"
I push once again, and I bite my lip so hard I taste blood. Then I hear cries fill the room, and I smile.
"That'd be Willow!" Katy says, and brings her up to Percy so he can hold her. He looks so adoring of Willow, it's beautiful.
"Kay Annabeth, once more!" Sylvia counts to three again, and I push two more times. Once again, I hear cries, and if I'm right a little louder than Willow's.
"Charlie's here!" Katy cheers, and I laugh. They clean Charlie and Willow up, but they have to get them into incubators immediately, which are right here next to me. They put them in, and oonce they're settled, Percy and I gaze contentedly at them.
They are downright gorgeous.
Kay guys! That was pretty long, so I'll leave it here. Welcome to the world of The Infinities Willow Dawn and Charlie Logan! Yay! See ya tomorrow!