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Chapter Twenty-Two

Four Months Later

Percy

I walk into the living room of the care home to find a heavily pregnant Annabeth painting one of the walls a light yellow. I quietly tiptoe over to her and wrap my arms around her waist, startling her.

I rest my chin on her shoulder and she turns her head to kiss my cheek. "I thought we agreed four months ago that if we take on fixing this place up that you'd sit back and let everyone else do the work," I whisper as I place both of my hands on her large bump.

"I'm only painting," she replies before making a weird hissing noise like she's in pain.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

She nods and I look at her suspiciously. "Nico and Grover and coming around to help with the painting in an hour. I want you to rest before Silena brings Ocean home," I tell her.

Our old friends decided they wanted to help fix the care home up so at least one or two of them come over ever day and either help fix the floorboards or paint. Silena looks after Ocean for us a few times a week while on other days Annabeth and I take it in turns to have the day off to look after Ocean.

Everything has been repaired, the lift, the lights, the radiators. All we need is to get all the rooms painted and put all the furniture in. We've painted all the bedrooms on the top floor and finished adding furniture a few says ago.

The gang have all put in money so we can buy furniture and paint. We are hoping that with help we'll get everything done before Annabeth has the baby, which we found out is a boy.

We decided that we would have the three bedrooms on the bottom floor for Annabeth and I, Ocean and a separate one so the baby can have his own room so he doesn't wake any of the kids with his crying.

Annabeth turns around in my arms, paint brush still in her hand and dabs the yellow end on my nose. "Lighten up, Seaweed Brain. I'm not doing any harm," she smiles. I roll my eyes and wipe the paint off of my nose.

"How's our footballer doing in there?" I ask.

"Scoring some goals. He's kicking like crazy today," she replies and takes my hand and moves it to the left of her stomach. I grin when I feel a big kick.

"Does it hurt?" I ask and she shakes her head before wincing.

"That one did. They don't always but it feels a little uncomfortable when he kicks my ribs. This one is definitely going to be swimmer or a footballer when he grows up," she replies and I chuckle.

"Do you think we'll get this place done by the time he pops out?" I ask, looking around the room.

"If we are lucky. It'll be finished and filled with a lot of kids by Christmas, I'm sure," she says.

"I'm so glad we took on this project," I grin.

"I told you months ago that you wouldn't regret it, huh? That is why you call me 'Wise Girl'," Annabeth grins back.

"Are you okay? You seem very… happy," I ask.

Annabeth frowns. "Are you trying to say I've been grumpy?"

"Well, you haven't been in the best of moods lately," I admit.

"I know and I'm sorry but I do feel very happy today," she says and presses her lips to mine. "Now go get fixing this place up."

I turn to leave and she slaps my behind playfully and I chuckle before leaving the room. I like it when she isn't moody and isn't crying for any reason at all.

With only one month left before her due date she's been a little stressed to get this place finished before the baby comes. With all the help we are getting there's a good chance it will be finished before she has the baby.

I use the elevator to go to the third floor where I start painting one of the rooms a light purple colour. Like Chiron had done we are going to put two kids of the same sex in a room together. The only difference is that the fourth floor is going to be just for females and the third for males.

The second floor is where we've knocked down a few of the walls where we are putting in a large game room. We decided to keep the bathrooms on that floor and with the leftover rooms we're going to turn into a library with books and computers to help with homework and all.

The indoor swimming pool downstairs has been re-made as some of the tiles were cracked and were a weird colour. The large kitchen we've split into two rooms so the kitchen is now smaller but the dining room much bigger and instead of a long table we've put in a few round tables so there will be more space to move.

Chiron's office has also been repainted and furnished and we've put in a window so we can see into the front yard, which has now has freshly cut grass. The outside of the house has also been painted and we've planted some flowers so the place looks nice.

What we haven't done is replace the old sign with a new one though we have taken it down. I thought it would be nice to put the new sign up on the day the care home is being reopened. Annabeth and I had discussed changing the name to 'Chiron's Care Home' but after a few talks decided to keep it under the name Chiron gave it long before.

"Percy!" I hear a faint but familiar voice yell and I drop the paintbrush I'd been holding and run for the door as I take note of the worry in Annabeth's voice even though she's on the bottom floor.

I quickly walk down the stairs, deciding it would be faster than waiting for the elevator.

As soon as I get to the bottom floor I dash into the living room where I find Annabeth gripping a ladder so hard that her knuckles are white, her face scrunched up like she's in pain. The loud groan that slips out of her mouth tells me that she is in fact in agony.

This means…

"How far apart?" I ask as I start rubbing her back.

"About… three minutes. I thought… nothing of it… at first," she manages between deep, painful breaths. "It's too soon."

"You're huge, anyway. Everything will be okay. Our baby is healthy. He just wants to come now," I insist, trying not to worry though it's pretty hard.

"Should we go to the hospital now?"

"N-no," she stutters. "Not until my waters' break."

A knock fills my ears and I tell Annabeth I'll be right back before answering the front door to find Nico and Grover.

"Hey, Perc-" Grover starts.

"It's time," I say, cutting him off and Grover frowns.

"Time for what?" he asks, confused.

Nico's eyes widen.

"Baby time!" Nico nearly yells. "I can't be here. I nearly fainted when I watched Thalia have Bianca. There's no way I can-"

"I just want you to get as much of the care home done as you can. Call everyone else and ask if they can help and tell Ocean that she's going to have a baby brother soon. I want Annabeth to go to the hospital now because her contractions are only three minutes apart," I explain and lead them into the living room where Annabeth looks in even more pain.

"It's too early!" she pants.

"I know, I know. But everything will be fine, I promise. I want to get you to the hospital now," I say.

"What… about Ocean?" she asks, panicky.

"We'll look after her," Nico quickly says. "Just go, now. I can't watch this again."

Five minutes later Annabeth and I are in Grover's car and I'm driving as fast as I can to the hospital while being careful at the same time.

"Percy…" Annabeth groans and I glance her way to see the seats wet. "My water's have broke."

"Grover's going to kill us," I moan. "Can you try and hold on until we get there?"

"I don't know, Seaweed Brain!"

"Okay. Just take deep breaths," I order.

"What do you think I'm doing?" she snaps.

I sigh. Great, she's back to her moody self.

"Please, you can be as mean as you want to be this time but please don't break my hand this time!" I beg, remembering when she was in labour with Ocean she twisted my hand and broke it.

She did apologise afterwards but still… it hurt!

"I was giving birth and I didn't yell as loud as you did when I broke your hand!" she groans.

As embarrassing as what she just said is, it's true. But I wasn't expecting her to break my hand. I thought that only happened in movies!

I concentrate on the road again instead of talking and about ten minutes later we arrive at the hospital. I help Annabeth out of the car and carry her into the hospital where a nurse rushes up to us with a wheelchair.

"Her waters have broke and the contractions are three minutes apart," I say before the nurse even asks us anything.

She nods and leads Annabeth and I into a room…

Baby time! I'm not going to go into details next chapter. The next chapter may be the last though. Dun, dun, dun...

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