AN: Sorry this is so late guys, I would have had it yesterday but our electric went out Thursday evening and didn't return til late today. Anyways, the next chapter should be up Monday or Tuesday, maybe sooner and I'll be working on finishing The Sea's Daughter over the weekend. I hope to finish it by Tuesday, Wednesday at the latest.

The next chapter is when things begin to pick up, and Hera's meddling gets her in trouble.

Anyways, I hope you all like this chapter.

One More Day.

Chapter 2: Baby Shopping For Dummies.

Percy looked around her as she exited the showers. She was the only one there, but for some reason she couldn't help but feel she was being watched.

Shaking her head she headed over to the sinks which all held nearly full length mirrors behind them or above them – she'd never been the best at describing things. She stood only in a pair of panties and her bra, one hand using her towel to dry the long dark locks.

It was clear now that she was three, nearly four months along that she was pregnant. Without clothes, and only in her underwear it was even more obvious.

Percy could have used her powers as the daughter of Poseidon to dry off, but ever since the beginning of her third month her powers, like staying dry or willing herself dry, had been going funky.

She'd tried to dry off once after she fell into the canoe lake during lessons – she was teaching the newer demigods, the only true class they'd allow her to teach besides Ancient Greek and Pegasi riding.

Instead of drying off she'd rewound time and stopped herself from falling in.

It had frightened her so much she'd gone straight to Chiron who had looked at her grimly and sat down with her, discussing the abilities that her baby might have inherited from the Titan Lord over hot chocolate.

He'd also told her a bit about demigod pregnancies. She wasn't the only demigod Chiron had taught that had become pregnant. She was unique, seeing as she was the very first to be pregnant with a baby who had two fathers.

Percy had really stopped thinking about the logistics of her baby's conception, it just gave her a headache. Shaking her train of thought, Percy reached over for her clothes and pulled on the larger then she really needed white and blue sweater.

It was as she pulled it over her head that she gasped, jumping at the feeling of strong arms around her waist.

"Luke, dammit!" she gasped, and the blonde god smirked from behind her. "What have I told you about sneaking up on me?"

Luke chuckled, wrapping his arms around Percy's waist securely and burying his face in her freshly washed hair. He smiled.

She smelled as she always did; Rain, salt water, pomegranates, Forget-Me-Not and and Orange blossom.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," he muttered, and she sighed.

She wanted to stay angry but she had never been good at being angry at anyone for long. Not Nico, not any of her friends or even the gods.

Especially not Luke. So she couldn't help the smile that came over her face as she leaned back into his embrace.

"One of these days you'll do that and I'll drop dead from a heart attack," she said, and giggled when he kissed a certain spot behind her ear lob that was sensitive to the touch.

"I wouldn't let that happen, Seph," he said, and Percy pulled out of his arm and grabbed her jeans off the sink.

"Have you been here for long?" she asked as she bent down to get her feet through the skinny jeans – the only pair of maternity jeans she owned at this point in time. They had been, shockingly enough, her mothers back in 92'.

Luke straightened up from where he'd been shamelessly watching Percy's bent over form and raised an eyebrow.

"No," he said, and frowned. "Why? Is something wrong?"

Percy pursed her lips together and shook her head as she buttoned the jeans over her growing belly.

"No, I just thought...earlier it felt as if I was being watched. It was probably just my nerves and imagination," she said, dismissively.

Luke wasn't so sure of that but didn't say anything right now. He knew it couldn't have been a monster in camp, but that left two possibilities. One of the gods or...possibly a Titan. Neither made him comfortable.

"Are you going to come with us?" Percy asked, bringing him from his thoughts.

Luke chortled, rubbing the back of his head.

"Come with you, Annabeth, Clarisse, and our mothers baby shopping or stay here?" he muttered, and smirked. "I think I'll pass this time, babe. You know how I feel about shopping."

Percy laughed.

"Will and Chris are going as well, you know," she said.

Luke snorted.

"Yeah, well they're whipped..." he stopped short at the glare his wife turned on him and smiled. "...into shape and have the time. I've got to do...godly things."

Percy snorted, grabbing her white purse from the locker area of the shower rooms.

"Nice save, lover," Percy said, smirking softly. "You know I've always wondered, what do you do all the time?"

Luke smirked.

"That is a trade secret I can't tell you," he teased and she glowered at him.

"Boys," she grumbled and Luke smiled.

He wished he could tell his wife more about his duties as a god, but he was still learning them himself and the biggest one came with being the god of demigods.

When he wasn't here he was usually at the Roman Camp. He sighed, finding out about the Romans had been a surprise to him.

Kronos had never told him that fact. Having something akin to multiple personalities was something else he hadn't expected. He was just relieved his Roman counterpart, Lucian, loved his wife as much as he himself did.

"Be careful, Sephie," Luke said, realizing his wife was ready to go after she'd pulled her hair up into a high ponytail.

Percy grinned him and walked over, wrapping her arms around him and standing on her tip toes to breech the last few inches between them. Their lips met and the two stood together for a minute or two in a passionate kiss.

Pulling apart Percy gave him one last kiss on the cheek.

"I'll see you when I get back, I guess," she said, unsure if he'd even be at camp when she came back. "Bye, Luke."

"Be careful, Percy," he muttered seconds after she'd left the shower room, and then flashed from one camp to another.

xXx

"How did we get roped into this, again?" Will groaned in question, weighed down by five bags.

Chris stood beside the other boy, frowning as well, but the mischievous look that was prominent with all children of Hermes was still present on his face. He was weighed down by just as many bags, if not more.

"When we agreed to come with our girls," he replied, and Will flushed.

The blonde son of Apollo looked ahead where the girls were walking together, chatting, though Clarisse looked much more stiff about the whole shopping thing than Annabeth or Percy did. And his eyes locked on the back of a head of blonde princess curls.

"She's not my girl, she's my friend," he corrected and Chris snorted.

"Yeah, an Clarisse is my cousin."

Will blinked at Chris and smirked.

"She sort of is," he said. "Ares and Hermes are brothers."

"Half-Brothers, but who cares in this family," Chris said, waving it off. "The point is, Annabeth likes you. It's sort of obvious, even Percy has noticed."

Will bit his lip, his blue eyes looking back to Annabeth who was in a animated talk with Mrs. Castellan and Mrs. Blofis.

"You think so?"

Chris smirked.

"Oh yeah," he said. "Ask her out already. There is no war to worry about now, seems to me it's the opportune time."

Will smiled.

"Thanks man, for the advice," he said.

Thirty minutes later they arrived at the last shop, which was a baby store for what seemed like first time mothers. Though it appeared like everyone from grandmothers to third time mothers were inside.

There hardly any males in the stores, which made Will and Chris shift around awkwardly in place.

"This is so adorable," Annabeth said, holding up a crib sheet which had little owls pictured on it.

Clarisse snorted.

"Who knew wise girl could be so girly," she commented and Percy chuckled.

"I'm still a girl, even if I don't act like an Aphrodite child," Annabeth said, huffing and placed the crib sheet bundle in in the buggy.

Percy rolled her eyes, but smiled at the sheets.

"You're trying to turn my daughter into a bird brain aren't you," she said and Clarisse laughed as Annabeth glared in their direction.

May and Sally both returned with a few things. An outfit in pink and brown, some socks it looked like and some diapers and other things.

"Isn't this all a bit much?" Chris asked, shifting the bags he carried.

"I think so too, but better to get it over with," Clarisse said, shrugging. "The worst part has to be the shopping."

Percy snorted.

"Hardly, the morning sickness is way worse," she said, nodding.

Annabeth shrugged.

"I suppose you both have good points," the blonde daughter of Athena said.

May and Sally both smiled, chuckling and shaking their heads.

"Oh, honey," Sally said. "You'll learn."

Percy blinked.

"Learn what?" she asked as she steered the buggy towards the checkout line.

May laughed.

"Usually, it's the birth that is worse part," she said. "But it doesn't last long, soon it becomes the best part of it all."

Sally nodded and said, "Well, the results of it anyways."

Percy and the others weren't completely sure how to take that, though Percy shrugged. It couldn't hurt worse than the River Styx had.

xXx

Percy sighed contently as she laid in her bed that night at Camp.

For some reason as she drifted off to sleep she couldn't help but feel as if something was going to go terribly wrong soon. She had no idea of ow right she was and the plans Hera was getting ready to set into motion.

She didn't notice the brunette goddesses presence in her cabin or when she discreetly left, to return one last time in a weeks time to take her to a safe place to slumber until she was needed.