Disclaimer—I obviously don't own Good Witch.

Cassie walked into Grey House in a daze. The news that she received that afternoon had sent her into a kind of shock. She had spent the last hour or so driving around, trying to make sense of everything. Entering the kitchen to start dinner, she began pulling random things out of the cupboards. Just then, Grace walked in.

"Mom…" No answer. Grace raised her voice, "Mom!" Cassie's head popped up and her eyes widened.

"Oh, hi, sweetheart. I'm just getting dinner ready."

Grace looked around the kitchen at the random assortment of food on the counter. "Mom, are you okay?" she asked, as she placed her hand on her mom's shoulder. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

Cassie nodded. "I'll be okay. I think I'll go lie down for a bit, though. I'm not feeling very well. Do you mind making some chili for dinner?"

Cassie climbed the stairs slowly before entering her bedroom and sitting on the end of the bed. What was she going to tell Sam? How was he going to react? Maybe I should practice this, she thought. "Sam…I have to tell you something," Cassie began. "No, no," she cleared her throat, "I have a surprise." She sighed and stared into the mirror across the room, the object that had replaced Sam while she was practicing her speech. "Sam…I have some news."

"Some news?" a deep voice rang out as the man in question entered their bedroom. "What kind of news?" Cassie jumped when he spoke, and turned around to face him. He stood there waiting for her response. When she didn't say anything, he spoke again. "I just got home. Grace told me that you aren't feeling well. What's going on?" he asked, concerned.

She stared at him for a minute, trying to come up with words to tell him the news that would change their lives. "Um…we're having chili for dinner tonight," she stammered, looking away. Sam furrowed his eyebrows and sat down next to her on the bed, taking her hand in his.

"Cassie, is everything alright? You've been a little jumpy for the past couple of days." She looked into his light blue eyes and nodded slowly until the look of concern on his face caused her to shake her head. She started crying and turned towards him, burying her face in his neck. He immediately wrapped his arms around her and held her gently against him. When she looked up into his face it was so full of alarm that she felt she had to tell him everything…and now. She took a deep breath. "I just got back from my doctor and…," she stopped, unable to complete her sentence. Sam's eyebrows shot up close to his hairline. Being a doctor himself, he was uncomfortably familiar with all kinds of news that could come from a doctor's office. She was hesitating to tell him, so it must be really bad, he thought.

Sam put his finger under her chin and lifted it up, bringing her eyes up to lock with his. "Whatever it is, Cassie, we'll deal with it. What did your doctor say?" he prompted gently.

"I'm pregnant," she blurted.

Sam sat back, stunned. His mouth popped open as he stared at her, unable to form any words. Of everything that had been running through his head that could be going on with her, THAT wasn't even on the list.

Cassie just sat there watching his reaction, giving him time to digest this life-changing information. "Pregnant?" he repeated. She nodded before placing her head in her hands.

"I'm too old for this! It's not safe for the baby or for me! There are so many things that could go wrong!" she stammered through her tears. The sound of fear and panic in her voice snapped Sam out of his trance, and he held her closer. Finally, he smiled and pulled her hands away from her face, causing her to look up at him.

"Cassie. This may be some of the most insane and wonderful news I've ever heard. It's true that there are more POSSIBLE complications related to your age, but you've always been healthy. Even if there are complications, we'll deal with them, just like we have with every other challenge we've faced. Plus, I'm even older than you! I'll be 70 before this kid leaves the house!" he said with a laugh. She looked up at him with a small smile on her face and he grinned. "What a way to keep me young," he said as he bent down to kiss her softly. When he pulled back he chuckled. "Well, I always did want a baseball team." Cassie laughed and swatted at him. All of a sudden his face got serious as he placed his hand on her abdomen, noticing for the first time the tiny bump that resided there. "Seriously, though. A little bit of you and a little bit of me. You're giving me the greatest gift anyone could ever give," he whispered, beginning to tear up.

Cassie covered his hand with hers, thinking about their little nugget that was growing underneath. Sam was right. They would be okay. They would ALL be okay.