This is gonna be the shortest chapter ever
Annabeth woke up at about 6 in the morning, having an uncontrollable urge to vomit. She ran straight to the bathroom and puked her guts out. Annabeth groaned loudly, before going for her second round.
"You okay?" Percy asked worriedly, pulling her hair away from her face.
"Morning sickness, Seaweed-" Annabeth retched again.
"Would you like water?" Percy requested.
"Please."
Annabeth continued puking her guts out.
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When Annabeth had finally finished vomiting, she and Percy cuddled in bed, talking.
"What are we going to name her?" Annabeth said.
"I've been thinking, can we name them after our fallen friends?" Percy replied.
"That's a good idea, actually. What about Silena?"
"I don't know, maybe Zoë?"
"Yeah, I like that name. Zoë would've loved to see this," sighed Annabeth.
"That's why our baby's going to be named after her. To honour Zoë."
"Should Zoë's middle name be Bianca? Nico would really like that."
"Oh, yeah! Yeah, her middle name should be Bianca."
After a few minutes, Percy said, "I'm so glad you're not dead, Wise Girl."
always ends sentimentally IDK WHY
