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The embers of the campfire glow low, painting the clearing in long, dancing shadows. You perch on a rough-hewn log, your own hands unsteady in your lap, as you watch Jason step out from the darkened doorway of the Hermes cabin. He moves toward you through the cool night, pushing his glasses higher with a familiar gesture. The firelight catches in his eyes, turning them the color of a summer storm. He stops a few feet away, his gaze searching your face, reading the truth there before you can say it. 'You're... pregnant?' The son of Jupiter's voice cracks, the words barely more than a whisper carried on the scent of pine and woodsmoke.