My Best Friend's Brother part Two [percabeth]

Eighteen

A/N: I'll probably end up giving the kid a name and gender until the first person comments what they want.

Annabeth POV

Tonight I get to go to bed as Percy's girlfriend. I don't care that we're having a baby together, I know what kind of mother doesn't care, well its not that I don't care about the kid, of course I do, in fact I feel as though I owe it everything. I owe this wonderful guy to it.

He's going to be the best dad.

"Whatcha thinking bout Wise Girl?"

"How you're gonna be a great dad." He kissed my forehead and blushed. "Its true, I've seen you with Estelle when she was little, or random kids around the city, you always make a goofy face."

"I don't know..." This whole time I'd been worried about if I'd be a good mom, not caring how he felt. I don't know why but I had always just assumed he was fine with it, offering to support me and all I guess.

I cup his cheek.

"Hey, I wouldn't want to have a kid with anyone else. I know I was engaged to James when this happened but I couldn't be more grateful that we had that one night." He smiled gratefully and kissed me. My baby bump was starting to make things harder, like kissing him. I felt like I had to make room for the bump and that was annoying. All I want is for him to hold me flush against his body and kiss me.

"Thank you, you don't know what your words mean to me." He rested his forehead on mine.

"I have another ultra sound tomorrow, i-if you wanted to come." He smiled.

"Nah."

"Oh, I mean sure, whatever, y—" He smirked evilly.

"You idiot of course I'm coming." He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. "I told you. I'll be there for you. I don't want to be anywhere else."

"Why did it take us so long to get our crap together?"

"You thought I would cheat on you."

"It was rhetorical."

"Oh, sorry." He kissed me slow and hot almost like he was deprived of oxygen. Oxygen only I could give him. He rediscovered every curve and shape of my body. His hands new where I needed them. He remembered how I like to be held, and *kick*

"Ah!" The baby kicked, scaring me shitless. I know the doctor said that it would start around sixteen weeks if we were lucky, so I guess I should have been expecting it since we're at week seventeen.

"What, what is it? Are you okay? Do we need to go to the hospital?" *kick*

"No, I—" I took his hand and put it on my belly.

"Whoa! That- Thats the baby!?" I felt my eyes prickle, thats... our baby, our baby's alive, and literally kicking. I nod and cling to him. "Hey, t-this is a good thing. Its good! Didn't the doctor say the baby should kick around sixteen to twenty five weeks?... and this is seventeen? Our baby's above average! We have a kick ass baby Annabeth!" I clung to him tighter. I was feeling really... needy. "Whats wrong?"

"I don't know, I really just don't want you to leave me."

"What? Why would I do that?" I sniffled.

"I don't know! The baby— this thing— this ugh just makes me so... emotional. ... I hate it." He sat next to me on the couch and took my hand.

"Next appointment we'll find out what we've got in there right, so that's exciting, and maybe we can talk to her about whats going on if you're really upset about being... well upset." I smile gratefully at him. He latches his arm around me, holding me close as he kisses my temple. "Everything will be perfect."
. . .

"Alright, you know the drill, the gel will be a little cool." Percy held my hand as we desperately waited for the doctor to say something. We heard the heartbeat, and every time I do, I feel all gooey, and sensitive. Percy isn't any better though, he always acts gooey whenever we're here. "Do you guys want to know the sex?" I look to Percy who's begging me with his eyes to find out. I don't know if i want to know though. It might not end up mattering. The child could be trans, and I'd love them all the same of course I just feel like it shouldn't matter. Then I look into his sparkling green eyes and I cave

"We want to do a gender reveal party so could you like write it on a paper?" He kissed my cheek.

"Sure, we actually, surprisingly enough, work with the bakery down the road and they'll make you a cake that has either blue, or pink on the inside."

"Awesome... how much does that cost?"

"Well, there's the fee of the cake, a phone fee, a discretion fee—"

"I'm sorry did you say discretion fee?"

"Yeah, you don't want anybody finding out the gender so you pay for our closed mouths."

"I- uh..." Percy looks shocked but gets out his check book.

"So, give it to me straight doc, whats the price?"

"Ten thousand... about." Percy's eyes bulged but her wrote the check. "Very kind of you sir, thank you, we will get this to the bakery by next week."

"H-Hold on. We'd like this done as soon as possible."

"Well then next week it is still. You know we have to convince somebody to walk next door, and then they have to give the bakery the information, and then the bakery will have it done by that day but yeah that should take about a week."

I could feel Percy getting frustrated. They were clearly trying to scam us!

"And if we walk there ourselves?"

"Well you can't very well leave your pregnant wife can you?"

"One, she's not my wife, two she is more than capable of walking next door!"

"Fine! I'll see you in two weeks for your next appointment." The doctor smiled and went to go grab the pictures.

"I'm sorry. But ten thousand dollars?" He ripped up the check. "Thats just absurd." I put my hand on his face, he's so... handsome.

"What do you want the baby to be?"

"Healthy. Thats what I want most, for the little bugger to just be healthy and happy. I don't care what it is, just happy."

"Our kid's gonna be so lucky if it looks anything like you Percy." He smiled and kissed the palm of my hand.

"Thats my line."

"The baby's lucky if it looks like you?"

"No, its lucky if it looks like you." I blushed profusely. He smiled cheekily, and a nurse came in with pictures.

"I think its a girl."

"Why?"

"Well do you see a nubbin?"

"No but I have no clue how to read these."

"Help me up, I wanna go home and drop off the paper." He took my hand and guided my back up as I felt bloated and so fat, just... fat. I felt fat.

"Whats wrong now?"

"I'm so fat!"

"Oh honey, I think you look beautiful."

"You shouldn't! You're genetically supposed to not be attracted to me since I'm already pregnant!"

"Then there's something wrong with me because you look absolutely radiant." I kissed his cheek and took
his hand as we walked.

We dropped off the paper and head back home.