New Life

Hannah was so excited. She hadn't been married for very long, but apparently it had been long enough. Orson had been so excited when Hannah told him she wanted a big family. She couldn't wait to see his reaction. Right now, it was time to tell Scary Godmother.

Ever since she had helped her over her fear of monsters when she was six, she had been like a second mother. Always helping her during tough times, gave her dating advice, that kind of thing. Basically, she just took care of her. (She even took care of her when she was sick. Like that time when she was eight and had a really high fever and the only way to keep her calm was to hold her. Or when she had caught the Boo Flu the first year of being a witch.) And finally, made her her apprentice. That was why Hannah was now a full-fledged witch.

Hannah yelped as she almost lost control of her broom. She really should stop flying soon, she supposed. In no time, she was at the front door. Walking in, she found Scary on the couch, reading.

"Hi, Scary Godmother."

"Hannah! Hi! And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Scary?"

"Several I guess," Hannah laughed.

"So, what's on your mind?"

"Well, you know how Orson wanted to start a family and I told him I'd think about it?"

"Yes." Scary could sense where this was going.

"Well, I just found out today that I'm pregnant!"

"Congratulations! Have you told Orson yet? Oh! I bet he's thrilled!"

"No, I haven't told him yet. But Ruby knows. She was with me at the appointment."

"So, is she excited?"

Hannah laughed. "She said that it was about time she became a grandma. She was getting tired of not having a child around the crypt."

"That would be how Ruby looks at it." Scary laughed.

"I...I just wish Mom and Dad could see it."

"Oh, honey. You know they'd be thrilled."

"I know, but-"

"Now Hannah, you knew this would happen when you agreed to be a witch."

"I know. After 300 years you'd think I'd be used to the idea."

There were perks to being immortal. No aging for one. Staying with Orson for all of eternity. But there were bad things, too. Her parents passing for one. Hannah was forever frozen at twenty-five, which had both ups and downs. Overall, she rather enjoyed being a witch.

"Run along now. It's almost dawn and Orson should be home from hunting soon."

"Yes, I suppose I should tell him. After all, the vampire king deserves to know there's a prince or princess on the way."

"Bye, Hannah!"

"Bye, Scary Godmother!"

"Oh, and Hannah?"

Hannah turned back to face her.

"Yeah?"

"It's a girl. Trust me."

"How do you know?"

"Call it mother's intuition."

Hannah beamed. She had hoped to be able to Scary "Mom" one day.

"Bye. And thanks...Mom."