Percabeth: As We Grow

Hello Baby Jacksons

Percy's POV

Annabeth was eight and a half months into her pregnancy now. Just a few days ago, Frank called me to say Hazel was pregnant too! Great, so our wives could all be pregnant together and stuff. Not only that, but Will proposed to Nico two weeks ago! Being the big softie he was, of course Nico said yes, cried a lot and poured out his emotions. At least, that was what Will said.

These days Annabeth was getting so big her stomach practically took up the whole sofa, which was kinda annoying when I wanted to watch TV. Of course, knowing our kid was in there made me feel better about my lost TV time for Finding Nemo.

When I arrived home from work (I work as a marine biologist) dripping wet because of a whale and a piece of krill (it's a long story, don't ask, okay?), Annabeth was whispering to our baby. She looked up when I arrived. "Seaweed Brain, our baby is kicking so much! Sometimes I get two kicks in a row."

I laughed and kissed her forehead, then her stomach. "I'm going to shower first. See you after 20 minutes!"

Annabeth grinned. "You don't need a shower, you're dripping wet already---oh!"

I looked back in alarm. Water was trickling down her legs.

"You seem to have peed yourself." I joked, though inside I was freaking out.

"GET ME TO THE APOLLO CABIN, SEAWEED BRAIN!" she gasped in pain. "This baby isn't going to be born if you just stand there!"

I carried her in my arms, bridal style, and hurried to the Apollo cabin.

At the Apollo cabin...

"Push, Annabeth!" Will urged, while Nico looked on by his side with a terrified expression.

"Come on, Annie, you can do it!" I called out. Beads of sweat slowly trickled down her face. 

"I-I-I'm trying, Percy!" she cried.

"One last push!" Will called.

Soon the beautiful sound of crying filled the air. In my proud wife's arms was a crying baby girl with a tuft of black hair and big gray eyes.

"She's so beautiful." Annabeth whispered. "She---OW! PERCY, HOLD HER---OWWW!!!"

"Another child?" Will laughed in disbelief. "Push more, Annabeth!"

"I KNOW, WILL!" Annabeth snapped, then grimaced as the contractions came again.

This time it was a baby boy! He had a tuft of blond hair and his eyes were sea green. He wasn't crying as loud as our daughter, though. I swear she had the biggest lungs in the world.

"What's their names, Annie?" I asked her, kissing her cheek, then the beautiful babies.

"This is Luke Ethan Jackson." Annabeth said in a soft voice to the baby boy in her arms. "And this," she looked at the baby girl in my arms, "is Zoë Sally Jackson."

I looked proudly at my two children. "Hello Baby Jacksons." I whispered.