A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed the sexy flashback. Now, it's time to return to the present and the consequences.

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Chapter 4

The Support System

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Piper leaned back into her comfortable chair and rubbed her face. The stares from her friends were burying her under a ton of concrete following the finish of her story.

Finally, someone spoke. "You slept with Jupiter? Zeus?!" Annabeth asked incredulously.

Piper pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yes," she simply said.

The silence was deafening. The sound of the lake's waves from outside was much more noticeable now.

"How about we focus on the positive side?" Juniper announced, standing up to face the woman of the attention. "Congratulations, Piper. You're having a baby."

A sob suddenly erupted from her. "Yeah," she breathed. "I am."

It frankly hardly crossed her mind. She knew she was expecting, but the idea of having an actual baby was barely touched on. She focused more on the half-blood aspect that she hardly thought about swaddling a baby, late-night feedings, birthdays, skinned knees, and Christmases. She was going to be a mom.

Comforting arms enveloped her. The tears in her eyes blurred who was embracing her. Annabeth's lemon scent tickled her nose first, but everyone was hugging her.

After dinner, the guys retreated to the porch outside. Percy busied himself by cleaning the grill while Grover, Frank, and Leo hung back by the railing to prepare the fireworks.

"You know, I genuinely thought if any of us were to be the first to have kids, it would be Annabeth and me," Percy said.

"Honestly, I thought so too," Grover said.

Leo grunted before that conversation could go any longer. "I wish we were back to talking about something fun or pointless. Like… I don't know. What if we were in Game of Thrones?"

They laughed at that.

Percy decided to add his two cents to that topic. "I don't know about you guys, but I bet if we still had our godly parents, we'd be bastard-born in the show."

"Yeah, so you could be Jon Snow," Frank retorted.

"No, I mean if we were still ourselves. But we would have different last names. So I would be… Percy Waters."

"I thought you were gonna say 'Snow,'" Leo said.

"Well, I'm from New York, and I'm sure King's Landing would be where Mount Olympus would hover over. And bastards there are called Waters."

"Why not Pyke for the Iron Islands? You could fit in there," remarked Frank.

They went on to decide which of the Seven Kingdoms of Westeros each of them would fit in. For the Canadian, Frank, he would be called Frank Snow from the North. Leo would be a Dornishman called Leo Sands. Then it all came to Annabeth Flowers, Piper Rivers, Hazel Stone, heck, they even picked Jason and Thalia as Hills of the Westerlands. Grover and Juniper were a different story. Perhaps children of the forest.

The conversation even got more foolish, for they talked about living in the world of Avatar: The Last Airbender. That life would've been less bloody and funnier. And there would be no likelihood of Piper's unfortunate situation, according to the show's viewer rating.

"Good gods, we're the Big Bang Theory nerds," said Leo.

While the men were talking stupid on the deck, the women sat at the dining room table discussing the real important conversation.

"How far along are you?" Annabeth asked Piper.

Piper rubbed her belly. It was still flat without any hardness developing yet. "We, uh, you know, only a few weeks ago. So, I'm going to say a few weeks," she said.

"I'm wondering, did you take a pregnancy test to be sure?" Hazel asked.

Piper shook her head. "I didn't see a reason to take one. What are the chances of not getting impregnated by a god after sleeping with him?"

Annabeth, Hazel, Juniper, and Calypso shrugged and nodded their heads.

"But when have you had your last period?" asked Annabeth.

She pulled out her phone to check the calendar app. "Sometime before. It's just over a month now, and nothing."

"Have you been having any morning sickness yet?"

"Just started a couple of days ago. I was glad I expected it, so I was prepared myself."

"I blame Caroline for this," Hazel said, which drove them to pay close attention to her. "If she hadn't dumped you with a text, you probably wouldn't be in this mess."

"And she should have come with you to England," Juniper argued. "Maybe your relationship would've gotten better if she had."

"Yeah. Now I'm glad I never got to meet Caroline," Annabeth said scornfully.

Piper noticed a particular expression on Calypso's face. It was full of criticism and judgment.

"I have known Zeus for thousands of years. I knew of his track record and infidelity, but I would never let him near me."

Piper's eyebrows shot up. "Near you? You were stranded on an island by his decree. Did he really try to pursue you?"

Calypso hesitated a bit before answering. "Well, if he had—"

"You would fall hard. And I don't mean your curse. Look, I'm ashamed of it. But… he's gorgeous and really good in bed. Oh, and girls." She held her hands out a distance far enough from each other that it made the ladies blush hard. They stirred in their seats. Hazel fanned herself again, and Annabeth scratched her head awkwardly.

"Well," Annabeth cleared her throat. A prolonged pause stretched as she didn't know what else to say until something struck her. "Hera!" The girls turned to her. She turned to Piper. "You slept with Hera's—or Juno's husband, and now you're having his child. She's not going to like this."

An alarm went off in Piper's head. "I know, but what could I do? I can't prevent all this. And it's going to be worse when he's at least ten or twelve."

"And not to mention the Wolf House," Hazel reminded.

"Right, that too. Now I have to worry about a wolf goddess taking my kid from me?"

"Don't worry. Lupa's training is not that long. And it's a good thing the child is of Jupiter, or else she and her pack would—Never mind," the praetor stopped.

"It's going to be fine, Piper," Annabeth interjected. "I doubt you must worry about most of this stuff for years. All you have to do now is focus on the pregnancy. And if you'd like to, you can ask Sally for advice. I'm sure she has tons of helpful notes."

"Just one thing. What is it like for a god to have a child with a demigod?" Calypso wondered out loud.

That was a scary thought.

The fetus in Piper's womb could be the first of its kind. The lack of wisdom expression on Annabeth Jackson's all-knowing face was not helpful.

"Remember that you did agree to stay for the weekend of the Fourth, right?" Annabeth asked.

Taking a deep breath, she said, "Yes. Thanks, Annie."

"Okay, the fireworks are ready," Leo announced from outside, and the girls went to join the guys.

The nine of them sat on the comfy patio chairs. The couples shared. Frank and Hazel cuddled on the furthest away from the dangerous fireworks. Percy and Annabeth went on the couch next to Grover and Juniper. Piper, Leo, and Calypso were the only ones who didn't have a significant other to snuggle with. Piper was still recently dumped and knocked up. Leo and Caly had broken up years ago but still hung out together as best friends—plus, they still live together at the Waystation. Caly still went on dates, Piper heard, but Leo was always busy.

Piper pulled out her phone to check the surprising amount of messages from Mellie, the director, and her castmates. Her assistant was giving her some info from the director. And the director himself, barking out things and ideas for her to do. Last time, he wanted to sneakily catch a shot of her bending over in her Native costume. Then, there were messages from her coworkers about ideas they wanted to try with her. So then she checked her calendar to see what she had for the next week and month.

It was too much.

Annabeth spotted her worrisome scowl. "Something bothering you, Pipes?" she asked.

"No," Piper denied. "It's just—it's just—I got a lot on my plate."

"We get what you mean, Piper," Percy said. "Remember how me and Annabeth broke up after college? We were starting our lives, Annabeth pursuing her career."

"It was a living Hades," Annabeth took the reins. "We were swamped. We barely saw each other." Her eyes darted down. "It was my fault, really. I was just so spoiled by being the architect of Mount Olympus that the humiliating, unpaid internship I had to go through was my only ticket to being a real architect. And because of that, I neglected Percy."

Her husband patted her thigh. "I tried to be patient for her, 'cause I get how important it was to her…. But then, one day, we had a fight over it, and we ended up splitting up—"

"—Only for a year, though," the wife picked back up. "We agreed to not see each other for a year. Work, see other people, and think about what we want. But mostly to get our lives together."

"And so, the year after, we met again at Camp Half-Blood. We talked, played catchup, fought some monsters, and got back together." Percy smiled fondly at Annabeth, and his wife shared her husband's smile. "Then we may've made Hera mad by… not waiting for us to be married first," he finished. Annabeth slapped his butt while he was getting up.

That gave Piper something more to think about. She was pregnant but had no one special. All she had was a baby daddy who would give minimum child support. Very minimum.

"Fire in the hole!" Leo yelled, lighting the fuse with his lit finger, then jumped away.

Of course, the fireworks were spectacular. Just like at camp. Big colorful bursts and taking shape to mythology's legends. Hercules slaying the hydra, Jason and the Argonauts—the OGs—George Washington crossing the Delaware, Alfred Hitchcock filming his masterpiece Psycho, and the Seven sailing on the Argo II. Leo's bronze dragon, Festus, flew above to add his fire to the mix.

The gang cheered while listening to good music and eating blue apple pie. Every worry was forgotten. The nine of them were just friends hanging out. Later, Hazel and Frank will go home to their house. Leo and Calypso will stay with them for the night. Piper will stay with the Jacksons in their spare bedroom. She had things to take care of the next day.

In the morning, Piper visited Temple Hill to see all the shrines Jason designed. The only one she stopped at was the one for Jupiter Optimus Maximus. The massive gold statue of the king of the gods wielding his Master Bolt was not the Jove Piper gave herself to. But since it depicted him wearing a toga, she couldn't help imagining what she had seen under there.

A funny thought came to her. Their roles in the movie fit perfectly for their situation. Jove screwed her over, similar to how Smith screwed over Pocahontas.

"I want you to look after our child, my Lord," she said quietly to him, "but don't expect any Father's Day cards."

She turned to storm away but then stumbled into someone.

A/N: Piper just ran into someone important. Feel free to guess who, but you might get it wrong. But who knows? Maybe you can get it right.

For fun, do you have any thoughts on that fun little conversation between Percy Jackson and the Olympians and with Game of Thrones and Avatar: The Last Airbender? I had some little thoughts, but I'm not elaborating on them by making crossover fanfics. But what do y'all think? The demigods would technically be bastard-born in Westeros, and half of them would be benders in the Avatar world.

On that note, I have seen an artist draw the characters in the Avatar world. She made Nico di Angelo a Lavabender. Creative!