Chapter Two
A/N: That moment when everyone finds out…THEY GOT MARRIED!! Oh, and some baby talk!! Some people have been saying the first chapter was a bit short, and that’s because I’m just doing little shots to kinda get the jist of it. This is a sort of filler chapter to basically show everyone knows they’re married now, and Percy and Annabeth are almost on the same page about kids…
“Annabeth?”
She left the haze of her thoughts, looking up from her laptop to see Percy. “Yeah?”
He smirked, but it didn’t meet his worried eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah—I’m fine.”
“Okay…”
She rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”
“There’s someone at the door for us.”
She frowned and stood, walking towards the front of the apartment. When she pulled the half-open door open all the way, her jaw dropped. Percy appeared at her side, an arm around her waist.
“They wanted to say congratulations,” he muttered.
Athena crossed her arms. “Unbelievable,” she hissed.
Poseidon grinned, throwing a wink at Percy. “Nice.”
Sally wiped a tear from her cheek. “Congratulations!”
Paul nodded at the two of them, smiling. “Good luck, not that you’ll really need it.”
Fredrick Chase nodded at his daughter, sharing a secret look with her before his wife piped up to say, “When will there be grandchildren?”
Annabeth blushed, looking up at a collected Percy.
“Maybe…later,” he muttered, looking down at his new wife. “But other things have to come first, so we’re gonna get started on that. Bye,” he said finally, slamming the door.
From the hall, Sally rolled her eyes as Paul chuckled and led her away. “We’ll visit later, Sally,” he assured her, knowing exactly how Percy must have felt, the whole lot of them showing up unannounced.
Poseidon laughed a hearty laugh. “That’s my boy,” he said to Athena, taunting her just a bit.
She scowled. “That sea spawn cannot possibly have convinced my daughter to marry him.”
Fredrick was still wondering when Annabeth had fallen for Percy—everything was too rushed for him to pick up on, while his wife had seen it the first time Percy had visited them in San Francisco. The first time Fredrick realized what was happening it was because he had walked in on him kissing his daughter that weekend. And that was barely two weeks before Percy asked for his permission to marry her.
She ducked back out the door as the last of the group was leaving. “Are they all gone?” Percy whispered.
“Yeah.”
“Thank the gods. Now I can do this.” He spun her around and the door slammed closed as he pushed her against it. “So…” he muttered as he kissed down her neck. “Wanna have kids?”
She laughed. “How about we wait five years and see? I’m not done with us time, yet. Plus, we’d probably argue over the sex—of the kid,” she hurried to add.
“Boy or girl?” he muttered, still against her neck.
“Boy.” A little Percy was exactly what Annabeth wanted.
He looked up at her, frowning. “No way. Girl.”
She frowned. “Boy.”
“Girl.”
“Boy.”
“Girl.”
“Boy!”
He paused. “Both?”
She smiled. “A girl with long black hair and grey eyes, and a boy with blonde hair and green eyes.”
“You’re already picturing them? What happened to waiting five years?”
She shrugged. “I like to plan ahead.”
“Annabeth?”
She left the haze of her thoughts, looking up from her laptop to see Percy. “Yeah?”
He smirked, but it didn’t meet his worried eyes. “You okay?”
“Yeah—I’m fine.”
“Okay…”
She rolled her eyes. “What do you want?”
“There’s someone at the door for us.”
She frowned and stood, walking towards the front of the apartment. When she pulled the half-open door open all the way, her jaw dropped. Percy appeared at her side, an arm around her waist.
“They wanted to say congratulations,” he muttered.
Athena crossed her arms. “Unbelievable,” she hissed.
Poseidon grinned, throwing a wink at Percy. “Nice.”
Sally wiped a tear from her cheek. “Congratulations!”
Paul nodded at the two of them, smiling. “Good luck, not that you’ll really need it.”
Fredrick Chase nodded at his daughter, sharing a secret look with her before his wife piped up to say, “When will there be grandchildren?”
Annabeth blushed, looking up at a collected Percy.
“Maybe…later,” he muttered, looking down at his new wife. “But other things have to come first, so we’re gonna get started on that. Bye,” he said finally, slamming the door.
From the hall, Sally rolled her eyes as Paul chuckled and led her away. “We’ll visit later, Sally,” he assured her, knowing exactly how Percy must have felt, the whole lot of them showing up unannounced.
Poseidon laughed a hearty laugh. “That’s my boy,” he said to Athena, taunting her just a bit.
She scowled. “That sea spawn cannot possibly have convinced my daughter to marry him.”
Fredrick was still wondering when Annabeth had fallen for Percy—everything was too rushed for him to pick up on, while his wife had seen it the first time Percy had visited them in San Francisco. The first time Fredrick realized what was happening it was because he had walked in on him kissing his daughter that weekend. And that was barely two weeks before Percy asked for his permission to marry her.
She ducked back out the door as the last of the group was leaving. “Are they all gone?” Percy whispered.
“Yeah.”
“Thank the gods. Now I can do this.” He spun her around and the door slammed closed as he pushed her against it. “So…” he muttered as he kissed down her neck. “Wanna have kids?”
She laughed. “How about we wait five years and see? I’m not done with us time, yet. Plus, we’d probably argue over the sex—of the kid,” she hurried to add.
“Boy or girl?” he muttered, still against her neck.
“Boy.” A little Percy was exactly what Annabeth wanted.
He looked up at her, frowning. “No way. Girl.”
She frowned. “Boy.”
“Girl.”
“Boy.”
“Girl.”
“Boy!”
He paused. “Both?”
She smiled. “A girl with long black hair and grey eyes, and a boy with blonde hair and green eyes.”
“You’re already picturing them? What happened to waiting five years?”
She shrugged. “I like to plan ahead.”