The Next Chapter of Our Lives

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Persi's P.O.V.:

It was a feeling that had awoken me, one of those get up now, or you'll regret it feelings, so, like any sensible demigod (or former demigod), I got out of bed. A wave of nausea passed, and I ran to the bathroom, I didn't pay attention to the nakedness of my body or that I also woke up Apollo in my rush, I just knelt by the toilet. I was hit with the foul taste of vomit as I opened my mouth, and last night's dinner came out in chunks. I sensed Apollo stoop down and lift my hair and rub my back soothingly. When I finally finished, I leaned back against him and rested there for a couple of seconds before the aftertaste became too much.

While brushing my teeth, I did a full-body scan to determine what was wrong with me. I knew that the most likely was the stomach flu or I am pregnant. It took two minutes, much longer than it should've, to get a diagnostic. That meant this wa something powerful, definitely not the mere stomach flu.

After I rinsed her mouth with mouthwash, I leaned back against my husband and muttered what made me sick. "Pregnant."

Apollo paused for a moment to process this information. "What!"

Persi snapped a bottle of Primordial prenatal vitamin and took some. "They're powerful, took me two minutes to find out why I was throwing up."

"Oh, really?" Apollo asked with a smirk before picking her up, spinning her, and taking her to the bed.

<*Spongebob narrator voice*: Two hours later>

I laughed and pushed my husband out of the way. Gods, calling Apollo my husband, was gonna take some getting used to.

"We should call everyone." Apollo fake frowned and nodded, snapping their clothes on.

I got out her phone and Apollo got the drachmas. With a wave of my fingers, I waterproofed the carpet and created a continual mist for Apollo from a cloud.

I texted three group chats with the same message, "Can you come over?" Every time I sent the text, I got something similar back, varying differently, but conveying the same note.

"Aren't you on your honeymoon?"

"Yes, but I need you to come over." She'd respond. Within the hour, the room was crowded with the Olympians, Primordials, the 7, the Elite Team, and the band.

"Before we begin, does anyone want to guess why we called you here?" I addressed the crowd while standing on a platform.

Ashley raised her hand. "Yes, Ash?" I called.

"That's one of them," Apollo spoke beside me.

Next was Hermes, who guessed we wanted to gossip (We were quick to dismiss that but seriously?). Then Dad, who jokingly asked if I was pregnant. At our silence, my dad's face paled.

"In 9 weeks, there will be another young deity in the universe!" I told them. They congratulated us, and some even whispered remarks of pity to Apollo. Hestia poofed us some brunched, and Apollo and I opened our wedding gifts.