The Pirate's Prisoner | Percabeth

Chapter 36: Annabeth

I hadn't stopped looking at my daughter.

She was just so beutiful. I never wanted to stop holding her.

Piper had left awhile ago to get me some water, and she walked in the door. I looked up at her.

"You'll never guess who just arrived on a magical wave," She yelled cheerfully.

I tilted her head at her, confused. But my entire face lit up when the person behind her appeared.

We gaped at each other for a few seconds, neither of us knowing what to say.

"Percy?" I finlly whispered.

He rushed forwards, grabbing my hand that wasn't holding our daughter.

"Annabeth," He said happily. "I never thought I'd see you again."

"So did I," I smiled.

"Is this my..." His voice trailed off as he looked at our daughter.

"Yes," I said. "This is your daughter."

He reached his hand out a gingerly touched her. "I'm a dad?"

I laughed. "Yes."

"She's beutiful," He said happily. "She has your eyes."

"And your hair," I said.

"I guess we're a family now, huh?" Percy asked.

"Yes," I said. "And Percy, I'm so sorry. I never should've ransomed you."

He smiled sadly. "I know. It was a really bitchy move. But, you know what? I think it was supposed to happen."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes," He said. "I mean, as long as you don't do it again, we're cool."

I laughed.

"So, Piper said, you arrived on a magical wave?" I asked. "How does that work?"

"Well, as it turns out, King Gabe isn't my dad," He said. "My dads actually Poseidon."

"Like, the God?" I asked. He nodded. "So you're the demigod son of my mothers enemy?"

He smiled. "I guess we just break all the rules, huh?"

I laughed. "I guess we do."

He looked down at our daughter. "Have you named her?"

I shook my head. "No."

"Any ideas?" He asked.

"No," I replied.

"Well, I have one," He said. "Rebel."

I smiled. "I like it."

Percy cupped Rebel's face with his hand.

"Hi, Rebel," He said. "I'm your dad. Welcome to the world."