A/N: Every drabble in this is dedicated to my amazing friend Savannah (or ShadowPalace, as some of you know). Her new story The Life I Wish I Had inspired me, so yeah. : )

His eyes had never been so wide. That's the first thought that crossed Annabeth's mind, as she held up their beautiful baby for him to hold.

"She's perfect," he murmured, taking the fragile infant in his arms. He rocked her, pulling her as close as he could without hurting her. "Just… wow."

They were young, the youngest couple in the Lamaze class, but for once Percy looked old. Next to his brand new daughter, he seemed mature for the first time.

"How… how are you?" Even as he spoke to his wife, his eyes stayed on the baby. She was so small and untouched, he worried that she would vanish if he moved his gaze.

"I'm fine," Annabeth replied, blissfully squeezing his hand. She wanted to hold her daughter as well, but she'd already had her turn. Besides, watching Percy turn to speechless goo was fun for her.

"I – I heard – you seemed like you were in pain." He sat next to her on the bed, each of them holding their daughter with a hand.

"I'm okay," Annabeth repeated. Even so, she looked worse for the wear. She was sweating and grungy, her face hollow with exhaustion. If she hadn't been so incredibly jubilated, she probably would have been close to miserable.

"So, what's her name going to be?" Percy asked. His usual tone had been sanded down, turned from sarcastic to a soft hum.

"I was thinking Skye," Annabeth murmured. She snuggled her way closer to Percy, their daughter in their hand.

"After Zeus?" Percy smirked. "Yeah, I'm sure that will go over well with our two parents."

"It's a pretty name," Annabeth said. "And it doesn't have to have anything to do with him."

"Okay then," Percy agreed. "After watching you, um… do what you did there, I don't think I can ever say no again." His smiled turned mushy, as he turned his head back to the baby. "How about it sweetheart? Is your name Skye?" The baby giggled.