Month 6 (June)

Artemis smiled despite the discomfort she was in as her baby kicked at her stomach once more. "It's kicking." She told Percy as she held her stomach happily. She was pretty bloated now, her stomach pointed outwards and sort of hung down in front of her a bit, like a fat girl wearing skinny jeans.

That was one of the things that really annoyed her about pregnancy, she felt hideous, disgusting. Her and Percy hadn't had sex in four months, since they didn't want to hurt the baby and Percy personally didn't find huge stomachs attractive. That didn't mean they had gone clean though. No, they were still very prone to making out, and they even still did oral sometimes, usually Percy to alleviate her mood swings.

Percy looked over at her, then down at her stomach, before looking back up at her and smiling. He only did so for a second or two before his eyes turned back to the road. The two of them were currently heading up to get an ultrasound, which they hadn't done yet. They originally didn't want to know things like the gender or size or what it looked like. They wanted it to be a complete surprise when the baby popped out sometime in September. They had just been to the doctor's a few times and she'd scanned it to make sure it was healthy, but she'd never revealed things they didn't want to know or showed them scans.

Recently the baby had started kicking, and Percy commented in passing that the baby was gonna be a fighter. That had gotten Artemis thinking about how big it was, if it was a boy, if it would look more like her or Percy. She thought about that for a long time, then came to the conclusion that she at least wanted to know the gender. After talking to Percy, they agreed to get an ultrasound and finally see their baby.

So as their parents sat at home waiting for the gender of their first grandchild, Percy and Artemis sat in the pickup, the latter worrying slightly about the upcoming ultrasound. She voiced her concerns to her boyfriend. "What if it... what if it's not right? Deformed, or... or not breathing, or something!" She panicked, starting to hug her stomach and hyperventilate.

Percy took a double take at her, then quickly pulled over to the side of the road when he realised his girlfriend was about to have a panic attack. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay Arty. The baby's fine. It's perfectly fine. If it wasn't, they would've told us, they're not allowed to not tell us." He reassured her, but it wasn't enough.

Artemis felt like crying. She had never really thought about these things before, and now as they were on their way to meet their child, these worries all rammed into her like she was tied to a train track. Then suddenly, she looked over and saw her angel. Percy engulfed her in a hug, and Artemis felt safe again. As he whispered comforts in her ear with that soothing voice of his, Artemis felt calm again.

The radio played Train quietly in the background as they embraced each other. When Artemis felt she was presentable for wherever the hell they were going, Percy parted from her and started up the car, smiling reassuringly towards her. They took off again, and managed to get there in 8 minutes, Artemis was counting, and pulled into the small parking lot that was mainly employees.

Percy shut off the car and got out, making his way around to the other side to open the door for Artemis. As he smirked charmingly, she rolled her eyes. "I'm pregnant, not crippled." She told him, making her way towards the front door of the clinic. Percy quickly caught up to her after locking the truck. "According to literally everyone we know, it's practically the same." He said truthfully.

They walked into the planned parenthood, and Percy gestured for her to go take a seat. His girlfriend did so, and he walked up to the front desk, where a large and scary woman stared down at him. Seriously, she looked like the office lady from Monsters Inc and it was scaring Percy. "Uh, hi, we're here for an ultrasound with Dr Ilithyia at 1:30?" He asked, though it came out as a question. Best not to anger the beast with demands.

The lady's neck shifted so she was looking down at her notes. "Go wait over there." She said, not pointing or looking anywhere. Confused, Percy just sat down next to Artemis.

They waited for around 20 minutes, 5 minutes past when they were due to go in. Then, a woman walked out wearing the stereotypical white coat. "Mr and Mrs Jackson, come in." She smiled, knowing full well that calling Artemis 'Mrs Jackson' embarrassed them both. They got up and followed her down a hall into a room.

"Sorry, just got here from the hospital. Someone else gave birth only a couple hours ago, I was helping out with that." She said, taking off the white coat and sitting down on a roller chair. "So I hear you want to get an ultrasound?" She said, gathering some papers on the desk. The two teens nodded. "We decided we don't want to wait anymore. We want to know the gender and see our baby." Artemis said, clutching Percy's hand.

Their doctor smiled. "Great! Follow me and we'll get you guys sorted." She said, getting up and leading them out of the room. They followed her out into a larger room with a bed that looked really uncomfortable. "Just lie on there, Artemis. You can sit next to her, Percy." She said, going over to the machine that did the actual ultrasound.

Artemis lay down on the bed, and found it was way more comfortable than it looked. She felt relaxed on it as Percy sat next to her and held her hand. Artemis looked over at him and smiled as the doctor came back over with some weird gel stuff on her hand.

"Lift your shirt up above your stomach." She said, to which Artemis managed to pull it over. Artemis still wore normal sized shirts, since having her pregnant stomach fully visible thanks to the outline of the shirt was better than wearing one of the huge dresses from her Aunt Demeter that looked straight out of the 1950s.

The doctor applied the weird cream, spreading it over her stomach and pelvic area, which made Artemis uncomfortable. Not only was it a part of her body that she was not enthusiastic on being touched, but the gel was really fucking cold. It felt like melted ice cream, and Artemis did not like the feeling of a McDonald's ice cream being spooned all over her unborn child.

It didn't take long, and the doctor then went and got some weird probe thingy, and Artemis' eyes widened as she realised her legs were spread and the doctor was right in front of her. Thankfully, the doctor didn't do that. She turned on the TV and sat down next to Artemis, on the opposite side of Percy.

"Okay, so it should be appearing on the screen any second now." She said as she pressed the probe to Artemis' stomach. The teen shivered from the touch, but squeezed Percy's hand as they both stared at the TV in anticipation.

The doctor shifted the probe around a bit, and after a few moments the faint outline of a shape came into view. Artemis and Percy both held in a breath as the doctor got a more accurate view. She found one soon enough, and both Percy and Artemis gasped at the sight.

It was their baby, sleeping peacefully inside of her. It wasn't quite human-looking yet, being only six months old, but Artemis could already notice some familiar features. It would probably change shape, but Artemis could see Percy's face in the baby, and her own nose. It was still a fetus, so she couldn't gauge much more than that. But still, the sight of a little Percy sleeping softly inside her stomach was enough to make her cry.

"What's the gender?" Percy asked, and the doctor grabbed a sticky note and wrote something down, before scrunching it up into a ball and throwing it at him, smiling. Percy managed to catch the ball with a shaky hand, and briefly let go of Artemis' hand to unfold it. The two of them eagerly looked to see what the doctor had written.

They were not disappointed.

The two of them left the planned parenthood beaming, having finally met their child, with Artemis clutching a photo of the baby in her arms. As Percy helped her into the pickup, he suddenly got an idea. "So I've got an idea on how to break this to our families." He said, still happy. Artemis was too delighted to even worry about his plan. "What is it?" She asked, and he leaned over to whisper it in his ear.

Artemis grinned when he pulled back. "I'm in, let's go." She said, strapping herself in. Once Percy had done the same, he took off while Artemis searched for a good radio station. The two of them spent the next three quarters of an hour at Walmart preparing for the big reveal.

Meanwhile, at the Olympia residence, most of the family of both Percy and Artemis were there. That being: Zeus, Hera, Sally, Paul, Poseidon, Amphitrite, Aphrodite, Athena, Apollo and Hestia. They eagerly awaited the big reveal of the baby's gender. They had been here for nearly three hours, drinking wine -yes Aphrodite and Apollo were allowed some- and watching television in Zeus and Hera's lounge. Ares and Dionysus had been told to go out for the day.

As the front door opened, they paused the show and looked at the entrance to the living room, anticipating both Percy and Artemis to come through screaming 'It's a boy!' Or 'It's a girl!'. Instead, Percy came alone, and was soon bombarded with questions.

He put his hands up to silence them, and when they had quietened down, he spoke. "Alright, here's what gonna happen. You're gonna give us 5 or 10 minutes to get ready, and when we come in, you'll know what the gender is. The only catch? No peeking. Got it?" He told them, receiving many nods and a few okays. Percy left the house, and the whole room erupted into conversation as everyone wondered what they were doing and more importantly, what the gender was.

"I still think it's gonna be a boy. Big and strong like his father and grandfather." Poseidon said laughing, earning an agreement from Zeus. "Are you kidding? It's gonna be a girl. I can feel it." Hera interjected. Still, there was no way of knowing until they came in, so the lot of them returned to their wine and tv.

The front opened once more,about five minutes later, and Paul paused the tv. They all put down their glasses and looked towards the entrance, where the future parents would appear any second. They heard footsteps, and sat with bated breath until Percy and Artemis showed themselves, making everyone's jaw drop.

Percy was wearing a skirt and holding one of those fairy wands with the star on the end. A long cape draped down his back, and he had a plastic crown adorning his head. He had a huge fake beard that he'd found for two bucks, almost smothering his head. The rest of his face had paint on it, with what appeared to be a handprint over his left eye.

Artemis' getup was much simpler. It was a panther onesie, with the same fairy skirt as Percy wore overtop of it. She also had paint on her face, though hers was styled so that she looked like she was straight out of the band KISS.

As you can probably guess, their entire costume was pink. Percy and Artemis were having a baby girl.

Aphrodite was the first to break, squealing so loudly the baby was probably gonna come out deaf before she tackled them both in a hug. Not literally of course. The rest of them gradually woke up and smiled, getting up and congratulating the two.

Only 3 more months.