We made into the house with little to no talking. Of course Brian was going to get on my nerves with his questions, so I did what any pregnant woman did best, I bit his fucking head off. I would feel bad about it later.

I stomped into the house, tearing off the hoddie and chucking it across the room. I needed something heavier. Something that would smash. Matt looked at me with concern as I paced around the room, mumbling to myself. Brian and Jimmy walked in a few minutes later, staring at me as I continued my little rant in the living room.
"How the fucking FUCK did this happen?!" I finally yell, making all three grown men jump at least a foot in the air.
I don't think Matt or Brian has seen me so pissed off, Jimmy had an idea. I raked my fingers through my hair, noticing a few strands coming from my scalp, "MY FUCKING HAIR IS FALLING THE FUCK OUT!" I yelled again. This seemed to make Jimmy hop into action as he stepped over to me, taking my hands in his, "Baby, you need to calm down okay? Look I don't know how this happened. I wasn't even sure it could happen seeing as I'm dead..." He whispered.
"Maybe you should chill for a bit..." Brian piped up, which in return both Jimmy and I shot him a warning glare.
"Just a suggestion.." He murmured as he shoved his hands into his pants pockets.
"Listen, why don't we all call the rest over and have a little cook out. It'll do you good to hang with the wives and what not. Talk to them about what's going on." Matt said as he walked up to us.
"That does sound like a good idea, Meadow.." Jimmy said, looking down at me with his crystal blue eyes.
I looked at the guys, letting out a huff of air, giving in, "Fine..Just..I'm gonna go take a shower." I said, pulling away him and walking past the other two to make my way up the stairs.

My mind was literally on auto-pilot for the remainder of time it took me to take my shower. I'm not even sure how I ended up on the back porch while the rest of the guys and the wives got to my house. I was just dazing in and out of conversations. My mind kept asking the same question; How the hell could I get pregnant? And with Jimmy's kid. It's not that I'm complaining, hell, it looks and seems like the best thing in the world to happen to me. But I just couldn't wrap my head around how. He was dead. A spirit. I don't understand. Then it clicked. I snapped my eyes over to Jimmy who was busy laughing it up with Short Shit and Zacky, "The second chance!" I yelled. Everyone went silent, looking at me with questionable expressions on their faces.
"What?" Jimmy asked as he stood up from his chair.
"The second chance! From my accident. You got me a second chance." I said, a wide smile forming on my face.
"They gave you a second chance, yeah, but...Wait a minute." He said, snapping his fingers.
"They gave you a second chance too.." I whispered, my smile only becoming wider.
"I'm not getting this..." Johnny murmured. Zacky seemed to have gotten it as he leaned over to explain it further so Johnny could understand.
"I'm alive..." Jimmy whispered, coming up to me and wrapping his arms around my shoulders, "And you got a mini me in there too.." He said, his voice cracking just slightly, "I'm alive..and I'm gonna be a daddy.." He said, pressing his forehead to mine.

Notes

Since everyone and their mom was freaking out about the pregnancy, I had to wrack my brain as to how she could have. Then it all just made sense. Ba-bam! The second chance.