Hey everyone! So, this idea came to me recently and I thought, 'Hey, that would be a good sequel.' So while I should be sleeping, I'm writing a new fan fic. And not just any fan-fic either; The Sequel to Officer Diggs. Some information may change because this is just a raw idea so far, but I have a plan. So, tell me what you think. Obviously by the title, you can tell that there will be a hostage...but who? ;)

Read and review? Would make my day! Thank you!


A gunshot rang out and Diggs kept falling beside Mal, over and over...

Mal tossed and turned in his bed, muttering the dog's name several times before Natara shook him awake. "Mal, honey," she said, "you're having the dream again."

Mal looked at his wife, not even bothering to sit up. He gave her a sad sigh and turned away. Diggs's death had haunted him for weeks at a time. He just couldn't accept the fact that his dog was dead. Sure, he had Niko, but he wasn't like Diggs; he wasn't like Mal.

"It's my fault," he grumbled and Natara sighed and snuggled up to Mal.

"No, it's not. He gave his life for you, Mal. You got to stop worrying about this." She sat up a little and kissed his cheek softly. "Now, try to get some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow."

"Don't I always," Mal grumbled.

He wasn't too fond of taking over the SFPD, not since Natara became pregnant again. He liked having her by his side, like the old days. In fact, most days, as he sat in his isolated desk, he pondered the old memories; the first time he met Ken...The first time he met Natara...The time he finally went with his gut and asked Natara on a date. It was all very overwhelming.

"Daddy," a small voice filled the room and Mal sat up and gazed at his three year old son, Daniel.

"Hey buddy," Mal said. "What's wrong?"

"I had a nightmare," he muttered and Mal smiled slightly. The role of being a father had been hard on him, but he pulled through with Daniel. He scooted to the side and patted the area between him and Natara.

"Come here," Mal answered and instantly, Daniel jumped into the bed, upsetting 'Mommy'.

Natara clutched her swollen belly and held back a whimper. "Daniel, what did Mommy say about jumping on the bed?"

"To not to," Daniel sighed and Mal chuckled.

"Come on, Nat. He's obviously still shaken from his nightmare. You can let this one little jump pass, can't you."

Natara glared at Mal for a moment and then sighed, defeated. "You're lucky I'm madly in love with you, Mal Fallon."

Mal smirked victoriously and lay back down. Truthfully, he felt better when his family was all together like this. It only meant that they wouldn't get hurt without the attacker going through Mal first, a task Natara teased Mal about every day.

Early the next morning, he quietly retreated from his bed, kissing Natara's temple and smiling down at Daniel. He whispered his quick, 'I love you's' and exited the house, Niko following closely behind. Sasha had begged to come to work as well, but she was Natara's dog, and Mal wasn't able to command her. However, his new-found bond with Niko proved to be satisfying.

At the station, Mal hid in his office, a routine he had become attracted to. Niko rested at his feet as he filled out paperwork and talked to the new mayor, Seth Holland. The two had agreed to lower their fighting rate until Seth was out of office, a day Mal was anticipating.

All the while, Mal kept the dream in his mind. He had to stretch out his leg several times during the day, an eternal scar of what happened to Diggs. Sometimes, he would stare at his leg and remember that day he was shot, incapacitated, and Diggs wasn't. He remembered thinking Diggs was still alive, despite the fact he was in so much pain. No, none of it was fair, but then again, when has life ever been nice to Mal Fallon? Sure, he married the woman of his dreams and they were about to have their second child, but everything else fell into darkness.

Mal was about to doze off when Kai Kalaba, the Forensic Technician, burst into his office. Mal tried not to flinch.

"Cap'n Fallon?" the geeky scientist called, smiling.

"What is it now, Kai?" Mal replied, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Just thought I'd let you know that someone's birthday is coming up..."

It wasn't Natara's, nor his...That could only mean...

"Kai, I know your birthday comes every four..."

"Mal...It's not even a leap year! I was talking about Amy's! And I just wanted to know if we could hold a party here with all of her friends and..." Kai caught Mal's glare and his voice faltered.

"Since when has it ever been a good idea to hold a party at the San Francisco Police Department, Kai?"

"Well, considering it was my birthday that hooked you and Natara up..." Kai muttered and again, he received a death-glare from Mal.

"For your information, Natara and I officially got together on New Years. And to second, I don't like the idea of a birthday party at the station."

"I bet Captain Yeong would agree," Kai muttered under his breath and Mal laughed mockingly. Obviously, today was a bad day.

"Yeong? You're kidding me, right? Look, Kai, it's my station now. I have complete rule over what this department does. Birthday parties are not on my main priority list. I like Amy, but I'm not having my station turn into some circus for a small birthday party."

"That's the thing, Mal! I didn't hire a circus this time. I just wanted a little mingle."

Mal looked at Kai for a second, trying to find an excuse. It was worthless. "Alright, but you're in charge of preparation and clean-up," Mal finally said and returned to writing in his note-book. "Oh, and Kai?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"If anything, and I mean anything, catches on fire...You're paying the expenses."

After Kai had left, Mal sat back in his chair and sighed. He was tempted to reach for the phone and call Natara, but he resisted. He needed to stop worrying about her. She was fine. No one would dare to harm her. After all, even when pregnant, Natara knew how to disarm someone and handle a gun.