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Title: Coming Home – Being a Family in New Rome
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; set five years post HoO
PJatO Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, mpreg, miscarriage, anal, explicit intercourse, adoption, shoujo-ai, hetero
Main Pairing: Octavian/Percy
Side Pairings: Frank/Hazel, Jason/Reyna, Nico/Leo, Piper/Annabeth, Paul/Sally, Luke/Percy (past), OMC/Percy (mentioned)
Percy Jackson Characters: Perseus Jackson, Octavian Simmons, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Hazel Levesque, Frank Zhang, Jason Grace, Reyna Anderson, Piper McLean, Annabeth Chase, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Chris Rodriguez, Clarisse la Rue, Mrs. O'Leary, Blackjack, Scipio, Arion
Own Characters: Sedanur 'Danny' Aykan/Simmons
Octavercy: Julius Apoll 'Julchen' Simmons, Pandora Octavia 'Panny' Simmons
Jayna: Hercules 'Herc' Grace, Thalia Hylla 'Thyl' Grace, Jupiter Perseus 'JP' Grace
Chrisse: Calandra 'Cally' Rodriguez, Chrysander 'Sander' Rodriguez, Charisma 'Carry' Rodriguez
Frazel: Sammy Marie Zhang, Emily Fey 'Milly' Zhang
Pipabeth: Theadora Tiphane 'Thea' McLean-Chase
Jakill: Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Mason
Niceo: Maria Esperanza 'Festus' Valdez di Angelo
Summary: After the Giant War, Percy Jackson had just disappeared. No one knows where he went, not really at least. They knew he was fine, he called often, but he stayed out of their hair. Until one day, five years after the war, he just appears again in New Rome.
Being a Patchwork-Family in New Rome
Epilogue: The Future – Die Zukunft
"You taking your leave already, Octavian?", asked Nico from his office, sticking his head out.
"Special day. Gotta be in time", smirked the Brit and winked.
"Oh, what I would do for another day of just being alone with Reyna", muttered Jason from the office opposite of Nico's. "Enjoy the evening and congratulations to the two of you."
"Thanks", nodded Octavian as he left the lawyers' office.
Once outside he breathed the fresh, cool air in deep and made his way. Octavian hummed a happy tune as he strolled through the city. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, his mood was so light and happy that people who had known him as a teenager would probably think he had gotten abducted by aliens and exchanged for a replica.
It were exactly ten years now. Ten years since he had married the most beautiful, most charming, most amazing young man on this planet. It was their anniversary and even though both of them found it quite ridiculous to celebrate those, the tenth anniversary was worth it.
"Daddy, daddy, daddy! You're off work early!", screamed a very loud, girly voice.
Octavian just had time to turn around before his daughter collided with him, wrapping her arms around his midsection. The blonde Roman looked down at the girl, her long, blonde hair falling in waves around her thin frame, her bright, sea-green eyes sparkling up at him.
"Shouldn't you be at school, Pandora?", asked the man in a warning voice.
"No, we're on break, uncle Octavian", smiled a young Asian girl.
The Roman turned some to face the other children sitting around in the park.
Jupiter Perseus Grace sat at the fountain, together with Charisma Rodriguez and Emily Zhang. The youngest Grace looked remarkably like his mother, with black hair and dark eyes. He was brave, though still a little too young to show it just as much as he'd like to. While Carry Rodriguez looked like Clarisse must have looked like as a kid. The three kids were playing some kind of card-game.
Aside from the three children of war, there were three more children, sitting on a blanket in front of the fountain. One was JP's slightly older sister – JP because, really, which kid would enjoy being named Jupiter Perseus? Thalia Hylla Grace was, unlike her siblings, a perfect mixture of her parents. Their mother's dark hair and their father's electric blue eyes. Which, all in all, made her quite look like her aunt Thalia. The only Grace girl was talking animatedly with Octavian's son and pride, the augur of Camp Jupiter. Julius Apoll Simmons. His slightly longer, black hair was waving in the fresh breeze. Around his shoulders was not only Chrysander Rodriguez' arm, but also the boy's jacket. Octavian frowned at that. He didn't like how close those two were. But whenever he brought that topic up, Percy dismissed it by saying they were just children and it was only friendship. The adult shook his head and sat his daughter down.
"A break, eh? And all you got to do with yourselves is sitting around, gossiping?"
"We've not gossiping, dad", grunted Julius and rolled his eyes. "We're planning the next War Game. See? Not doing something useless. What are you doing here anyway? Danny said you'd take the day off to surprise mommy with something."
"I'm on my way home, Julchen", grunted Octavian. "And I'd appreciate it if you two would get to stay with some of your friends tonight. And Danny too."
"Oh yes! Carry, Sander, we'll stay with you tonight!", grinned Julius broadly and turned to look up at the slightly taller boy. "That's alright, isn't it? We can watch that movie together!"
"Awesome!", exclaimed Sander with a huge grin of his own.
"But you'll have to tell Danny yourself. We won't see her today", hummed Pandora thoughtful. "Her last classes got canceled, she's at the stables with her friends."
"Very well, stopping by at the stables before going home", nodded the adult with a sigh and turned to leave again. "Be good, kids. And listen to your teachers!"
The seven of them waved as Octavian left again. The day was quite chilly and for a moment he wasn't sure if his plans for the night were all that good. Though then again, he knew ways to keep Percy warm. Smirking broadly, he headed over to the stables to check on his oldest child. He was proud of Danny. At first, when the twins had been born, he had feared that she may act out, feeling neglected because the babies needed so much attention or feeling left out because the twins were Percy's and Octavian's by blood. But Danny was way too captivated by being a big sister to be jealous or anything. She had grown into a beautiful, young woman.
"Papa! What are you doing here? I thought you'd be with Mama already!"
Octavian shook his head and looked up from the ground to find Blackjack galloping towards him, sixteen-years-old Danny on his back. A beautiful, young woman with a sunny smile on her lips. Two other horses galloped up to them, Arion with Sammy on his back and Scipio with Hercules on his back. Sammy was a tall, dark beauty, very much like her mother. While Hercules was even broader than Octavian remembered Jason to be.
"I heard you're already out of school for the day", smiled Octavian.
"Yeah. Thank the gods", grunted Cally as she walked up to them.
She hated horses, but having all her friends go somewhere without her? No way in Hades. The black-haired teenager looked a bit grumpy, though her mood lifted as she saw her neighbor.
"How are you doing, Calandra?", asked the blonde with a nod. "I hope you have plans for the evening. Because your lovely little siblings are expecting guests."
"Oh, come on, uncle Octavian", groaned the daughter of Clarisse. "Can't you get rid of your children somewhere else? I don't want to babysit..."
"We could go to the movies?", suggested Danny thoughtful. "Oh! Better idea, we go to visit New York together! With Mrs. O'Leary we'd do that in time for dinner."
"Great plan. I miss Sally's cooking", agreed Herc.
"Where are Lizzy and Thea?", asked Octavian as he counted them through.
"Praetor duties", shrugged Sammy. "They're pretty busy. But I'm sure they'd join our trip too."
"Well then, kids. Have fun and greet mom and dad", nodded Octavian.
"Will do! And have fun", grinned Danny broadly. "But not too much! I don't need more siblings!"
"Shut it, Sedanur", warned the former augur and praetor half-amused.
The teenagers giggled amused as they watched the adult leave. Okay, first point crossed out from his list. Getting rid the kids. Next station was getting the present for his husband. A pleased grin laid on his lips. Even after ten years, he never got tired of that. Calling Percy his. Life was good.
The machine shop came into his view and he had to grin a little more. He just hoped Percy would like the present. Loud voices could be heard even from outside the shop.
"What are you guys up to in there?", grunted Octavian as he entered.
"Trying to tune her down", muttered Jake exhausted.
The son of Hephaestus looked dead on his feet, his face laying on the table-top. His husband sat next to him, only half amused. The blonde doctor looked pretty exhausted himself.
"Hello, Will. I wouldn't have thought to meet you here", greeted the Roman.
"Well, Jake called me all desperate to help", chuckled the son of Apollo, shifting the weight in his arms. "He said she's been crying the whole day now. I brought her some medicine."
"Medicine? Are you sick, little angel?", asked Octavian concerned.
He came closer to look over Will's shoulder at the baby in his arms. The little girl was, by now, deep asleep, though she did look a little in pain. He frowned down at the baby.
"The babysitter called me earlier and told me she's sick. I didn't know what to do!", groaned Leo as he entered the shop from the backdoor. "I mean, she's never been sick before. So I asked Jake for help, but some help he is... It's good to have a doctor in the family though, right Festus?"
The Latino smiled broadly as he took the baby from Will, cuddling her close.
"Please stop calling her that", grunted Octavian. "It sounds ridiculous."
"It means happy", pouted Leo and stuck his tongue out at the blonde. "And she's a happy child."
"Horrible nickname though", agreed Jake. "She'll hate you for that."
"No you won't", grinned the younger son of Hephaestus, looking down at the baby, caressing her cheek. "Right, Maria? You won't hate your daddies."
"Technically speaking, Nico is her brother", noted Octavian with a frown.
"Just shut up, Simmons", grunted Leo and rolled his eyes. "Your package lays on the other table."
"Thanks", nodded the former augur. "I hope she'll get better soon."
The daughter of Pluto babbled slightly, as if she would agree with that. Octavian chuckled amused and walked over to the other table. The kid was cute, well, most babies were cute. A daughter of Pluto, whose mother got blasted by Jupiter. After much fighting and anger between the gods and also between the demi-gods, Nico offered to take care of his half-sister. Which had made Leo the happiest, little demi-god in all of New Rome. The two struggled, from time to time, but they always had their friends helping them with the baby.
"I'll be off then. I have to catch dinner and a husband", smirked Octavian, biding his goodbye.
Throwing the little package up and catching it again, he walked out of the shop again. All that was left to do now was getting the food – Percy's favorite from Frank's restaurant – then setting everything at home and in the end collecting Percy. Now he was feeling a little giddy.
"Simmons, you moron!"
"Hello to you too, Annabeth", nodded Octavian, closing the restaurant's door behind him.
"You know how pouty Percy had been because you didn't even say anything about it being your anniversary", chided the daughter of Athena disapprovingly. "I mean, I know you guys don't celebrate these kind of things, but really."
"Stop preaching, Annabeth", chuckled Hazel, sitting next to her.
"Yeah, love. Give him a chance to breath first", agreed Piper.
"You going to join us for lunch?", asked Rachel curiously.
"Frankly enough, no. I don't have the time to chit-chat with you girls. I have a husband to seduce", smirked Octavian. "I'm here to get the special dinner I ordered by Frank."
"At it, at it!", called Frank from the kitchen and pushed his way out into the room. "Here you go!"
"Thanks a lot, Frank, I owe you", grinned the blonde, taking the plastic bags from the Canadian. "I'll see you tomorrow. Gotta dash, things to do, husband to impress, the usual."
Without another word, he rushed out of the restaurant again, the least thing he needed was another lecture by his husband's best friend, really. With the present in one hand and the food in the other, he made his way through the by now busy streets of New Rome to reach home as soon as possible. He needed to clean up (the twins had wracked havoc over their house last night during a movie night with their friends), do the laundry and prepare everything for a romantic night before-
"Tavy! Tavy, wait up! What are you doing running around the city like that?"
The Roman groaned. On any other occasion he would appreciate running into his beloved husband, but not right now. He turned slightly to look at his husband. Percy was running towards him from the dojo, where Octavian could see Reyna and Clarisse training a class of teenagers.
"Hello, love", sighed the Roman a bit irritated and desperate.
"Oh, please not too much enthusiasm", snorted the son of Poseidon with a glare before noticing the bags. "What's that for? Food from Frank? And what's in the package?"
"Go back to work, Perseus", ordered the former augur sternly.
Percy frowned curiously and stole the box from Octavian. Not that the blonde had much chance to protect it since the food was heavy in his other hand. The Sea Prince peered inside and gaped.
"What's that for? I mean, why do you..."
"For the love of it, I had planned a romantic evening for us", groaned Octavian annoyed.
"Oh... And I just... ruined it, didn't I?", asked Percy sheepishly, playing with the little pendant, blushing slightly. "And this is a present for me, isn't it?"
"Yes. To everything. You're horrible", grunted the blonde.
"Just kiss your man and get him home, Jackson!", ordered Clarisse loudly.
"Yes, ma'am", grinned Percy and leaned up. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Tavy!"
He wrapped his arms around Octavian's neck to pull him into a passionate kiss. The blonde sighed. Even though his surprise was now ruined, it was impossible to be angry at his husband.
"Happy anniversary, Perseus", murmured the Roman. "I love you more than you'd ever know."
"I think I have a pretty good idea of how much", grinned Percy, rubbing his nose against Octavian's. "So... how about we turn that romantic evening into a romantic afternoon and eat the dinner for lunch? You heard Clarisse, she just gave me the day off."
"Very well. Though then I am not going to clean up the house", warned Octavian.
"Aw", pouted Percy. "Then I'll go back to work and we'll see each other tonight, yeah?"
"Oh no, you're not getting away from me again so easily now", smirked the blonde, capturing Percy's lips again. "You'll come with me to my cave, and if it means I'll have to pull you, I don't care. Then we'll make a fire and you'll show me just how grateful you are."
"I like when you get all caveman", grinned Percy and licked his lips. "It's so un-British of you. I love when you're being all un-British. It's fun."
Octavian grunted and wrapped one arm around Percy's waist to steer him along the streets. The smaller man leaned against his shoulder, still playing with the pendant.
"I'll be all un-British to you later on", promised the Roman slightly amused and licked his lips.
"What does the pendant mean?", asked Percy. "I mean, I'm not stupid. I know it's a trident. But why did you get me a golden trident?"
"It's a weapon", replied the blonde. "Press the emerald in the middle and it'll turn into full-length."
"You're giving me a weapon. For our anniversary", blinked the Sea Prince before grinning broadly. "You're so sweet! You just know me."
"And I heard Pandora asking you about why you never fought with a trident even though you're a son of Poseidon. So I thought... with this you could train with her..."
"You're really sweet, Octavian", grinned the son of Poseidon and leaned up to kiss his husband. "I'm glad. No, I'm grateful."
"Grateful?", repeated the Brit a bit confused.
"Grateful for all of this", nodded Percy. "For this life. For you. For our children."
"Well, then I'm grateful too, my love", smiled the blonde and leaned down to place a kiss on top of the soft, black hair. "How about we eat together in front of the television?"
"You thinking about Doctor Who?", chuckled the son of Poseidon. "Is that your great definition of a romantic afternoon? Watch the Doctor running around, saving planet?"
"I'm British, leave me alone", grunted the blonde and blushed slightly. "The eighteenth season premiers in a few and I..."
"Oh. You wanted to watch it while cleaning", laughed Percy.
"Shut up, the sixteenth Doctor is my favorite", pouted Octavian. "Besides, you said you wanted to show me how grateful you are. How about a little role-play-game, my companion?"
"You are aware that the Doctor is a Time Lady at the moment, are you?", grunted Percy with a frown. "And if anything, I'd only go with Captain Jack anyway."
"Blasphemy", muttered the Roman, tightening his grip on his husband. "I love you anyway."
"I know you do", grinned the son of Poseidon, pecking his cheek. "And I love you."
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's note: First, yes, the end of it. I wanted to keep it cute and fluffy. Makes me kind of sad still, but that's because it's an ending and I've never been good at dealing with those...
Next, with me having closed/closing/soon closing four of my multiple chapter stories, I've been thinking of starting a new one. Since I'm having soo many ideas in my head, I started a poll to see which of the ideas are most liked by my readers. It won't be started before Christmas, that much is for sure since I'm having enough stress and delays in my updates as it is at the moment. But if you'd check it out, you would be of great help to me, thanks.