My Best Friend's Brother part Two [percabeth]

Twenty Two

Annabeth

"My water broke you asshole."
"Shit shit, uh... can you walk?"
"Yes and I'll get myself to the— whoa."I tried standing up but I toppled back onto my butt.
"Aren't you a month early?"
"Thats the problem. Did you not read any of the books?" I hit his chest.
"I- I did! I just didn't expect anything to actually go wrong!"
"Stop standing there and get me to the hospital you asshole." He bent with his knees and got me to my feet. He helps me to the elevator, since I am in no condition to do stairs.

We speed through New York which was extremely difficult, with all the traffic.
"Why don't people take the bus anymore, Jesus would you look at all these cars?"
"Really!? Thats what you're thinking about right now?"
"Listen here buckaroo, you aren't in labor, I get to think whatever I want to think, and I can't believe you kissed some retail whore! Are you so fucked in the brain that you have to screw up our family that barely had enough momentum to get started, and the second, the one fucking second it gets its start, you kick it right back into the gutters." I felt on the brink of tears.
"You know you're the one that knocked on my door in tears because you realized that you're essentially like so many others, you swoon for me."
"You're just a dick, I can't believe I ever liked you."
"It was one fucking kiss. Would you calm your tits!?"
"Stop it, you're really starting to tick me off and ooh—" the cramps started, breathe, Annabeth, breathe through them.
"Whats wrong now?"
"I don't know if you've ever used that seaweed filled brain of yours, but if you ever did you'd know that this shit hurts! This kid better look nothing like you. I don't want..." I don't want to lose you again.
"What? What don't you want?"
"Never mind."

After some time we got to the hospital, and Percy stole a wheel chair, probably from some poor old man. He can be so selfish like that sometimes.
"Sit!" I plopped down in the chair, and he ran to the desk. "Hi my wife's in labor."
"Alright... let's see, okay! Dr. Solace will be your doctor, ..." She blabbed about something as I sat there in an idiotic amount of pain.
"Okay whatever get me some drugs!" Some nurses rushed out and took me to the maternity ward.
"Sir, aren't you going with your Wise Girl?" What?
"Sorry?"
"You are his wife yes?"
"Uhm uh y-yeah."
"Then he can go with you."
"Come on Seaweed Brain."

We were brought into a room with those things to hold my legs apart, and another woman was there.
"Alright, dad we're going to hook mommy up with some pain meds. Are you allergic to anything?" I shook my head as I had another contraction. Ouch.
"Percy hurry up."
"H— How far along are you?" His face engraved with worry lines.
"You don't know how far along I am?"
"No! Do you?"
"Yes you idiot! I'm twenty one weeks!"
"Thats not good."
"I know!"

After some time, Percy decided it was a good idea to ask stupid questions.
"Do you think she's okay?"
"I don't know, its definitely not going smoothly!" He took my hand, and for a second nothing else mattered but our little family. My heart skipped a beat, no joke I swear the monster stopped for a second.
"Listen to me, I know you. I know you and I know you can do this, I know that as long as we're together, even if we're not together, things'll be okay. Things with us are chaotic, yes, but together, I know we can get through whatever happens next." I pulled him to my lips. He held my head and twirled a curl between his fingers.
"I guess I get why that retail whore was so drawn to you..." He smiled his goofy, yet troublemaker smile.
"Can we just draw a big red line through that whole situation?" The nurse came in and put some pain meds in my IV.

"I'll think about it. As long as you don't go kissing nurses, I know they might tempt you mister, but I'm your wife."
"I love you, I really do. I don't think any one of the... others could have handled this whole situation with as much poise and grace, as you, I also probably wouldn't have stuck around in all honesty." I held his cheek and ran my thumb over his cheekbone.
"You're pretty." He blushed, smiled and looked down.
"You're on drugs."
"So!? Do you think that makes you prettier?"
"Probably."
"You're on drugs!"
"I sadly can say, that I am not. Those days are behind me."
"You... you did do drugs at some point?"
"It was ri— yeah." I hit his chest.
"Our baby's gonna be an alcoholic!" He smiled, biting back a laugh.
"Why don't you try to get some sleep while I run home and grab you some things?"
"Be quick and don't, listen to me. Don't kiss anybody, unless its me. You hear me?"
"You got it." He kissed me. It was probably the drugs but I felt gooooood.

"Alright Mrs. Jackson— where did your husband go?"
"He left."
"So its just you?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Alright, we need to run some tests, do an ultrasound see whats going on, because based off the paper's your husband filled out, its concerning how early your water broke."
"Was it something I did?"
"It depends, if you were particularly stressed or in pain, that can cause premature labor."
"Its my Percy's fault! He kissed that retail whore and we got in this whole big fight and, do you think he'll come back?" The nurse looked concerned.
"I'm sure he will, but its also good to know that this is stress induced labor and not something wrong with your reproductive health."
"Cool. Cooliolio. Thats a funny word." The pretty nurse smiled and turned to leave. "Wait a second."
"Yes?"
"You're pretty, do me a favor and don't kiss my Percy."
"You got it Mrs. Jackson. I'm going to get you some ice chips alright?"
"That'd be good."

Soon a floppy blonde haired man walked in.
"How are we doing today Mrs. Jackson?"
"Will?"
"Annabeth!?"
"Yeah thats me!"
"I see they gave you the good stuff huh?"
"Mmmhhhmm real good stuff I don't feel a thing."
"Alright well I'll be doing the ultra sound alright? Is Percy around so we have someone... sober to remember anything?"
"The pretty nurse said he'd come back. So any minute now."
"Alright, would you like me to wait?"
"No, I'm sober enough." He smiled, this blinding smile I swear it was like he lit up like a star boy. A supernova of light, from his handsome smile. "You're pretty too."
"Thanks Annabeth."

"I'm here! Is there a baby?"
"Hey Perce!"
"Will?"
"Hey man."
"How's it going?"
"Good we were waiting for you to do an ultrasound."
"Oh okay, go ahead then." He put the jelly on my tum tum and then a baby popped up on the screen.
"Things actually look pretty okay. You said your water broke though?"
"That or I peed myself."
"Were you laying down?"
"No."
"Were you standing?"
"I was in my throne!" Will looked to Percy.
"This chair in the living room that she's claimed."
"Hey! You make it seem like it was my idea."
"Fine. It was my idea but you still claim it!"
"Guys?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't think your baby is coming out, it would be too early, even for NICU babies."
"So... she's okay?"
"Yeah, just some Braxton hick contractions."
"Is there a way to stop them?"
"Warm baths, tea, staying off your feet, you can resume all activities, even those between you and Annabeth. You'll get used to them as you finish off your pregnancy, just try to breath through them and think of them as a practice for when the real birth is happening."
"Thank you Will."
"No problem guys, I'll see you guys later, you're good to go home."
"Thank you man. Have a good one." They did a bro hug, and it annoyed me as the drugs were removed from my IV and I could already feel the pain coming back. 

"Come Wise Girl, lets get you in a warm bath?"
"Okay." I pouted. I was ready to have my little girl but nope! Just some stupid Braxton hicks.
"Are you okay?"
"You didn't kiss anybody else did you?"
"No, I learned my lesson." He kissed my cheek, and the butterflies decided to come back suddenly.
"I want a baby."
"In a couple weeks we'll have our own little girl, okay?" I nod and lean my head back against his abs as he wheels me to the car.

When we got home he ran a bath just as he said he would, and brought me tea, with two and a half Splenda, along with the book I'm reading.
"I guess you're not all that bad."
"Thanks."
"I'm serious Percy." He kissed my forehead.
"Are we crazy for trying to make this work? I mean our relationship started as something that never should have happened. I feel like we've hurt so many people, Peyton being one of them, and that's upsetting to me."
"Are you breaking it off again?"
"Gods no, I'm just thinking out loud I suppose."
"Can you read to me? Pretty please with cherries! From the beginning Seaweed Brain." I handed him my book, and he started:
"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood..."