My Best Friend's Brother part Two [percabeth]

Twent Four

Annabeth POV

Today's the day. I can't believe I made. We made it. I'm going to miss being pregnant.  Through the ups and downs, thick and thin, from the—
"Annabeth?"

"Huh?"

"You want some more yogurt?" I sigh, he's trying to be nice, but I'm uncomfortable and about to snap.

"No."

"Come on love, you can't eat—"

"I don't care!" He walked over to the couch where I am and sits down. He caresses my cheek and runs his thumb over my flushed cheek. He leaned in and kisses my nose.

"I know you're uncomfortable, I know, I know th—"

"No, you don't know, you're a guy, you'll never know. This has been nine months of cramps, sweating, feeling absolutely disgusting, and so much discomfort, you'll never even start to understand. Okay?  You hear me? I don't want to hear anymore 'I know's alright? You don't."

"You're right, I'm sorry." Great now he looks like a sad puppy, I yelled at a sad puppy.

"Percy."

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you sad, I just— I don't know. You know I have the worst mood swings. —and... uhm, you've been great during this whole thing and I think what I'm trying to get across here is that, well, I'm sorry."

"Annabeth I kn— understand that this whole thing is painful, and I'm sorry honey, but I need you to know that I am willing to stay by your side as long as you'll have me I suppose. I guess, sure, it can get rough to be your sort of punching bag, but I love you and when you're not... beating me up, things are great!"

"Gods it sounds like an abusive relationship..."

"But when you're not pregnant things are good."

"We only got back together because I'm pregnant!"

"I did date you before, so..."

"I don't understand it, really, its like you're stupid to keep coming back."

"I, I guess yeah." He chuckled. "Wait, do you want me not around?"

"No, no, I need you, and not just because of the baby, but because when it comes down to it, I kinda like you."

"Gee wiz! Thanks! I think you're just swell!"

"You got it buddy, but come here?"

"Why?"

"I want to bite your lip."

"What?"

"Come here."

"Not if you're gonna hurt me!"

"Just a little nibble!"

"No!"

"You're no fun."

"Sorry I don't my face bitten off by a hungry pregnant woman!?"

"Fine be that way!"

"I'm going out for a while, will you be okay?"

"Depends on where you're going."

"My mom's."

"Why?"

"She needs someone to take Estelle to a friend's house."

"Alright." He came over and kissed me and then my belly.

"Don't give birth until I'm back."

"You got it." He left. I was left with this suspicion that he wasn't actually dropping Estelle off.