My Best Friend's Brother part Two [percabeth]

Thirteen

Percy POV

"You're the dad."

"I— I'm sorry?"

"You're the father... of the child yknow the kid who's inside me right now...?"

"I uhm... what?"

"The baby, your baby that I'm carrying is yours. Its in me."

"I uhm here's the thing... you said I wasn't, but I also sorta kinda knew the whole time that I'm the father right? So... uhm what happened that you suddenly decided that you felt comfortable with telling me? Is it because I'm finally happy without you? Is it because you realized that you— what— what happened?" She took my hands in hers.

"Percy I love you. Its you its always been you."

"I- I can't believe you."

"What?"

"Did you not see that I have Rachel over?"

"I didn't know she was here when I came, but I kinda don't have anywhere to go, I sorta threw everything away for you Perce. So this would be really embarrassing if you're rejecting me now. Especially since I have nowhere to go."

"Oh Annabeth, I—" I looked around to make sure Rachel wasn't there. "I of course love you and I'm more than willing to support you, I just need to go run and uhm talk to Rachel okay?" A few tears dripped from her eyes and I reached out and wiped them away. "Hey, its going to be okay. I promise you. I won't let whatever happens between Rachel and I affect this thing between us." I stand up and take my hand off of her knee that I guess was put there at some point...

"H-Hey Rache?"

"Yeah?" I walk into my bedroom and Rachel, who I finally got to forgive me, is waiting for me in just my shirt.

"I should tell you something..." She lays me down and straddles my waist. "I uhm got AnnabEth—" She started to run her hands over my chest. "Pre ehm-Pregnant." She stopped.

"What?" She climbed off of me.

"I got Annabeth pregnant." I said more sturdy.

"You're joking."

"I uhm I am not. Annabeth is pregnant and that child she's pregnant with is uh- uhm mine. Its from my loins." I gestured towards said loins.

"I can't believe you!" She smacked my chest. "What is wrong with you!? Do you enjoy playing me?!"

"N-No of course not!"

"You Percy Jackson suck."

"Fair. You have a fair point, but just because Annabeth is pregnant—"

"With your child."

"With my child, doesn't mean we have to stop dating! Come on Rache! Look into my eyes and tell me youre done with me." She looked me dead in the eye.

"I'm done with you." Well crap. "I can't stay with you Percy, the love of your life is out there." She put a hand on my shoulder. "We had fun, but your life is out there, on your couch."

"Why Rache, why do you have to be so great?"

"I'm just cool like that." She changed and left.

I take a deep breath and prepare to face Annabeth.

"Come on." I extend my hand towards her to take and help her stand up. I lead her to my bed where she lays down and gets under the comforter. I tuck her in, kiss her forehead and go to sleep on the couch.

I crash down on the couch and I can't help but wish I wasn't in love with Annabeth, for some reason I feel like it'll complicate something that could be simple.

"Percy?" I heard her from the other room.

"Yeah?"

"I love you. I need you to know that." Maybe if I stay quiet she'll think I'm asleep... "Well I guess I needed to say it for me. I- I love you, and I appreciate you never giving up on me."

When I think the coast is clear I stand up and walk into the bedroom. Not just because my back hurts when I sleep on the couch but also because I want to just be with her.

I sit on the bed next to her and absentmindedly play with her curls. I hope the kid looks like her. She's so beautiful, this kid is so lucky to have her as a mother.

"Hey." She opened a beautiful gray eye.

"Hey Wise Girl, sorry I didn't mean to-to... wake you, my back was just hurting so I came to sit and thats it." She yawned adorably and laid her head on my hand.
...

When I woke up the next morning, it was the way I had always hoped I would. Annabeth, in my arms, and snuggled into my chest.

"Hey..."

"Hi." She looked up at me and I can't help the overwhelming feeling of warmth that spread all over me.

"I'm gonna hit the shower unless you want breakfast early?" She bit her lip the way she knows drives me crazy and all I wanted to do was kiss her and just have her.

"No thats okay, you stink."

"Gee thanks." She turned over and I took the opportunity to kiss her cheek.

. . .

When I got to the kitchen she was on one of the barstools eating a piece of toast.

"Good you're here."

"So are you."

"Yep yep yep..." I awkwardly fiddled with my hands on my legs, slapping them on the sides, and all. "So when is your next doctor's appointment?"

"Next week, why?"

"Well doesn't the father go with the mom to the appointments and what not?"

"I guess... but you don't have too— i-if you don't want too."

"Annabeth I told you I wanted to be apart of the process before you confirmed that the kid is mine."

"Its not too late to back out."

"For you it is." I smirked as she rolled her eyes. "Anyways... how're you feeling? Are you having like morning sickness or whatever?"

"As of right now the only difference is that m sense of smell is heightened, like I can tell you used watermelon shampoo."

"I did thats so weird. You have like a superpower! What else can you do!?" She rolled her eyes again.

"It's not as cool as it sounds. It just increases my nausea, it actually sucks."

"Oh."

"Yeah. So you're going to need to keep this place smelling good. Unless you want me puking everywhere."

"I could just lock you in the bathroom." She glared at me. "Oh I remember what I wanted to talk to you about..."

"Yeah?" She asked through a mouthful of toast. I wanted to ask her what we were. Like are we just parents of a kid or like could we be more.

"Do you still want pancakes?"

"I am eating for two now."

"Blue pancakes coming right up. Why don't you go kick back on the couch?"

"You don't want help?"

"Let me make my baby momma some pancakes would ya?" That didn't feel right, but until I work up the balls to actually ask her what we are thats what she is to me... right?