I smiled down at the bundle of blankets in my arms, then up at my Seaweed Brain.

Percy's eyes betrayed nothing. They said that he was scared, excited, anxious, happy and nervous all at once.

I sighed, 'Everything went fine, Percy.'

He still looked uncertain, but he slowly began to smile.

Percy!' I held up the bundle of blankets. 'We have a little boy!'

I handed Percy the baby who was swamped in blue cloth. He took the bundle in trembling arms, smiling in disbelief.

'A little boy,' he breathed. 'I'm a dad!'

I chuckled, 'Yes, you are, Seaweed Brain.'

He tickled the baby's chin before glancing up at me, 'You wanna take him?'

I held out my arms and Percy carefully returned the baby to me. The baby opened his eyes for the first time and I laughed with delight.

'He's got your eyes!'

Percy sat down on the edge of my hospital bed and stared into the eyes of the little boy who mirrored his own so maginificently.

'He does too,' Percy said. 'But he has your blonde hair.'

And indeed, a small tuft of gold already covered the boy's head. Blonde hair and sea green eyes; Athena and Poseidon together.

'You know,' Percy gave me a lopsided grin. 'We never actually decided on a name.'

I gazed down at my baby in shock, 'No, we never did. I was trying to decide between Daniel and Jacob. I liked both.'

Percy's eye lit up, and I knew that he'd just thought of something that was (so he thought) brilliant.

'I know what to name him,' he said, then leaned over and whispered the name in my ear.

The name stirred up both good and bad memories. I gazed down at my child, and right then, I knew that would be his name. It was perfect.

Percy smiled sadly, 'To honour our fallen hero.'

I closed my eyes to keep from crying, 'He was such a brave soul.'

The Fates were indeed cruel to end the life of someone so happy, so friendly, so carefree. He didn't deserve to die the way he did. He deserved to find love and have kids of his own. Not have mine and Percy's child named for him.

He deserved more, but this was the best we could do.

'The world will never forget you now,' Percy promised the fallen boy. ''Not now that our child is born, in memory of you.'

I snuggled my nose against against my child's.

'My baby,' I whispered. 'My little Leo.'