Tristan and Annabeth

I didn't want to ruin his life, but he has to know. I didn't mean to have his children, but I did. And he is going to find out. Because he is walking over here now, and I can't lie to him. Not while I'm holding them in my arms...

*Note, I don't know if there will be any rude parts, but there are non so far.*


1. Who's the father?

My face paled as he walked towards me, I hadn't seen him in about 2 years. 1 year and 9 months to be exact.

"Hey Anna, long time no see!" His accent still made me giggle

"Oh, hey Niall, yeah I guess" I stammered, trying to keep my cool, but failing miserably

"So how have you been?" His cheeky face grinning at me

"Great, how about you and the boys?"

"Yeah, great, who are these guys?"

I clung onto Tristan and Annabeth and blushing bright red replied "Tristan and Annabeth"

He laughed "Specific, so, have you got a new job as a babysitter"

I glanced at him, partly in shock that he hadn't made the connection yet, and partly in relief "Uh, yeah kind of, I mean, it's not a new job..." I trailed off

Suddenly his smile faded and his eyes glazed over "You mean they're yours?"

"Uh, yeah, there mine, one year old today" I glanced up at him, trying to keep the truth hidden inside me

"So who's the father?"

I didn't know if he had realised how long it was since we had last met "No one you know!" I said a little too quickly

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