Grindelwald laid Aine on the bed in their room, calling out to Vinda, who was outside their door instantly. Had Aine been conscious, she would have believed the appearance was too quick.

"What is it?" Vinda asked.

Gellert motioned to his love, laying defenseless, "Do you have any of my healing potions ready? I fear making them may take more time then we have, if she's injured worse then she appears," he requested. His voice laced with desperation caused Vinda to understand how important Aine was to him. She nodded and raced away to gather what he required.

Gellert moved to Aine's side, stroking her hair, "Please love, don't let anything be very wrong with you. I could not exist without you by my side," he confessed as Vinda appeared with what he'd asked for.

"Gellert, is she expecting? Is there any possibility she could be?" Vinda asked, "I am only inquiring because you will only want to use this one. The others could do damage, if there is anything to damage."

He thought her question over in his mind, knowing very well it was possible, "There is one easy way to find out," Gellert answered, pulling his wand from his pocket and placing the tip on Aine's abdomen, after pulling up her shirt. He, then, uttered a phrase creating light from his wand which quickly spread across Aine's skin.

He removed his wand, "Give me just the one," he requested, unable to process what he'd discovered until he knew if Aine would open her eyes again. Vinda passed him the potion which he placed to Aine's lips, tipping it back into her mouth, massaging her throat so that she would swallow it. "You may go," he waved Vinda away before he stood and began pacing the room.

Grindelwald spent the next thirty minutes beating himself up for allowing her to be captured and hurt by one of his enemies. How could he have been so careless, caught up in his petty revenge for Newt because of his reveal before?

He was pacing, thinking over the duel and what he could have done differently, when Aine opened her eyes, beginning to cough from the potion that had remained in her throat.

Gellert was back at her side, instantly, "What happened to you, my love?" he asked, unable to stop his eyes from darting down to her stomach for a split second.

Aine took a deep breath, gathering herself before she told him of Credence and what transpired between them, much of her story causing Grindelwald to wear a proud expression. "I am so sorry if I worried you," she finished, "My powers were so much stronger then normal, but I had nothing left when I tried to return to you."

He moved closer to her, running his hands up and down her arms, "You have nothing to apologize for. I allowed my own need for revenge to let Credence attempt to take his own out on you. For that, I will never forgive myself," he kissed her forehead, "I could have lost both of you over my own ego," he lamented, his words causing Aine to pull away just slightly.

Her brow was furrowed as she addressed his comment, "What do you mean by both of you?"

Gellert realized that what he had discovered about her while she was unconscious, was a mystery to her, "I'm so sorry again, my pet. I used a healing potion to speed your recovery along, during which I discovered that you are carrying our child," he was unable to hide the joy in his eyes now that he knew she was alright.

"You're saying I'm pregnant?" she asked, surprise covering her features, "That explains why my powers were stronger," she figured, "I see that this news is good for you?" she let her words linger, waiting on him to confirm her suspicions.

Gellert smiled warmly, wrapping his arms around her waist, "My darling, ever since you joined me in my mission, I have wanted nothing more then to start a family with you. We would be the First Family of the Wizarding World. We may be a bit ahead of schedule, but I could not be more excited by this development," he was nearly gushing, something Aine had never seen Gellert Grindelwald come anywhere close to doing.

Aine heart was warmed by his reaction, though her own was much more reserved because of the danger they lived caught up in. She swallowed her own fears and returned his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder, "This will be an adventure," was the only reply she could think to use.