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Percy PoV

I grunted, shoving the stove into its designated spot in the almost finished kitchen.

My wife walked in from the garage, carrying boxes of takeout from the closest diner.

She set the food down and embraced me, resting her head on my chest.

"Good afternoon, Artemis," I greeted. "How are you feeling?"

"Good," she replied, hugging me tighter. "I'm just shocked you were able to get this all done."

I kissed the top of her head. "I can't believe you're having our baby."

She sighed. "The food is going to get cold soon if we don't eat it."

I grabbed utensils from the newly installed drawers and took the food to the dining room, setting everything down.

Before my wife could, I pulled the chair out.

Artemis kissed my cheek. "You're so sweet."

I smiled, taking her hand. "Remember, whatever happens, I'll be right here with you and the baby."

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