Life was good. The past few months had seen an improvement in Malia's mental health as well as in her marriage. Living in a new house gave them the much-needed fresh start they both were wanting when they came back from Hawaii.

Things slowly got back to what it had been in the beginning, with them learning how to live with the lost of their first child and the toll that took to their relationship. But now things were good, they were back to their old selves. Malia still had bad days but those wouldn't last long. She would allow herself to grieve but would also make a conscious effort not to let be swallowed by it.

For the past week, Malia had been feeling weird. She couldn't explain, all she knew was that something was up. She thought that it was a stomach bug, after all it seemed like it was hitting everyone in the family and staff, so she quickly dismissed it as such.

Sitting on the terrace of her favorite restaurant, she was having lunch with Mackenzie and Sharon, her sisters-in-law, when she started feeling lightheaded. Blaming it on the heat that could be felt that day, she took another swig of her iced tea and ignored it. It wasn't until they got up and were about to leave to help Mackenzie shop for a few things for her unborn baby, that they all realized something was definitely wrong.

As soon as Malia stood up, Mackenzie noticed her going as white as a ghost and saw her roll her eyes back before collapsing. She and Sharon screamed for help, not knowing what was wrong. An ambulance was quickly called and was there before either one of them noticed. Mackenzie could only hope and pray that Malia would be okay, since no one knew what was wrong.

When Jensen saw Malia's name flashing on his phone, a smile spread across his face only to be wiped away when he heard his baby sister's panicked voice instead of his wife's sweet one. He heard his sister explained to him what had happened, and he was already out the office by the time she told him what hospital Malia had been taken to.

Jensen got to the hospital at the same time as Malia's ambulance and was told to wait while she was examined. Sitting in the waiting room of the hospital, he could feel his sister and sister-in-law sitting on each side of him, trying to calm him down, reassuring him that Malia was in good hands and that she was going to be okay, even if neither knew for sure.

A nurse came calling for him and took him to Malia's room where she was waiting to hear the results of the exams that had been done on her. He could tell she was nervous, so he did his best to stay calm and reassure her that everything was going to be okay, no matter what the results said.

Her doctor came in the room smiling, which made Jensen relax. The doctor went on to tell them how all her exams came back clear, except for one. Jensen started worrying again and he could tell that so did Malia. When questioned about what exam that was and what the results said, the answer shocked them both.

Malia was pregnant, three months pregnant to be exact. They were stunned. They hadn't been trying but then again, they hadn't been not trying. They were allowing faith to take control and if it happened, great, if not, that was okay too. But they weren't counting of happening so soon.

They looked at each other and smiled. They were being given a second chance and they couldn't be happier about it. Jensen kissed Malia and told her he loved her, while caressing her belly. She couldn't stop smiling. This was their second chance at having a family and they were going to take it.

After hearing all of the doctor's advise and making an appointment with the Obgyn, Jensen took Malia's hand and led her to the waiting room where their family was waiting to know how she was. Jensen could barely contain himself and as soon as they entered the room, he told them the good news. Everyone was relieved and happy at the news, congratulating them on the baby.

It was late that night, while they were both laying in bed that Malia fully processed what was happening to her. She was going to be a mother again. Caressing her belly, she looked over at her husband and saw how peacefully and content he slept by her side. Looking down at her belly, she didn't care if the baby was a boy or a girl, all she wanted was for them to be healthy and happy and to know that they were beyond loved. She then made a silent promise to her baby. That no matter what she and Jensen would always be there for them and would always protect and love them.

Life wasn't fair and she knew it firsthand, but she was going to make sure that her child was going to have a fair shot at this crazy thing called life. And one day, when the time would come for them to get marry, that she would make sure that they would be one of the "Lucky Ones", just like her and Jensen were.