Carla answered the phone in the study when it rang after Face's nap, putting the call on hold, she looked up as Hannibal and Stockwell came into the study at the same time.
"We may have a problem," she said looking at her brother. "The local authorities are at the gate, they're asking to be let inside to talk to Able six or Carl Brannon. Apparently, his finger prints were found at the scene of a crime."
"I'll take care of this," Stockwell said looking at Carla. "Let them in."
Carla didn't question her father as she told the guards to let the officers pass. But Face wasn't going to be so meek about it. "What are you planning on telling them?"
"The truth," Stockwell said with a wink. "Able six no longer works for us and we have no idea where he is. After they leave, Carl will be taking an extended vacation out of the country at one of our safe houses."
"We have safe houses?" Face asked with a smirk as Carla nodded. "Wow, I had no idea."
"We'll discuss that later," Stockwell said with a grin. "In the meantime, I'm going to get rid of those cops. You stay put!" Stockwell said directing the last command at Face.
"Yeah," Hannibal said with a smirk. "Do what your father tells you!"
Face rolled his eyes as they left the room. "What?" he said when Carla snickered.
"Nothing," Carla said bemused. "I was just thinking about what it would have been like to grow up with an older brother and here, I'm getting a glimpse."
Face stuck his tongue out at her before relaxing back against the sofa to wait for Stockwell and Hannibal to return. While he waited, he thought about his earlier conversation or argument with Murdock and BA. It was true, he didn't think how they would feel or react to being left out of the plans he had made. He owed them an apology and he knew it.
"Look who wanted to come see how daddy was doing," Gloria said entering the room with Samantha in her arms.
Face smiled as his beautiful wife and daughter sat down the the sofa next to him. Dressed in a pink and frilly outfit, he couldn't think of when he saw a more beautiful baby and some how, he thought, there had to be a mistake. This little beauty couldn't possibly have come from him.
"How you feeling?" Gloria asked quietly as Face gazed lovingly at his daughter.
"I'm okay," he said matter of factly. "You doing okay?"
"Yes," Gloria replied lowly. "Are you going to tell me what's going on?"
"Going on?" Face said feigning innocence. "What do you mean?"
"The cops at the door, you hurt," Gloria said with a smirk. "And, don't give me that story of falling off a chair. I may be blonde but I'm not dumb, Templeton!"
Face smiled before he nodded. "I know and you were a newspaper reporter so you can put things together, right?"
"Right," Gloria smirked. "I'm guessing you didn't want to tell us because of Ellen and the need to protect me?"
"Yeah," Face said grimly. "Being married to me could be dangerous for both you and Sam. With that being said, there's going to parts of my life that I can't always tell you about or want to. Can you live with that?"
"I don't have a choice," Gloria said meeting his eyes. "I love you to much to walk away now!"
Face leaned over and kissed her hard on the lips as Carla cleared her throat. "Don't mind me," she said straightening up a pile of papers. "But, I'll be back later."
"Carla," Gloria said lifting her daughter up. "Will you have Ellen put her to bed for me, please."
"Sure," Carla said gently taking her niece. "Come on honey, mommy and daddy need some time alone."
Gloria smiled at her husband as Carla shut the door behind her. In a house full of people, privacy was indeed a precious commodity. "You killed Trigorin?"
"Yes," Face said looking her in the eyes. "Does that bother you?"
"Should it?" Gloria asked seriously. "I know about your background. Your time in the army and with the team. I've read Stockwell's files. I didn't enter into this relationship or our marriage blindly, my love."
Face shook his head as he squeezed her hand. "I really don't know what I did to deserve you," he said as Gloria beamed.
"It might be the other way around," she teased as Face frowned.
"You couldn't ever convince me of that sweetheart," he said as Gloria leaned in for a more passionate kiss.
Face could feel himself responding to the kiss and the gentle caresses from his wife. But it was Gloria that broke the embrace and removed his hands from her body. "I don't think Maggie would condone such physical activity yet...for either of us."
"I know," Face said flushed and breathless as Gloria straightened her clothes.
Carla watched as her father and Hannibal led the two investigators out the door. Once they were gone, she handed the flight orders to Stockwell and waited for him to speak. "I hear our house in Italy is in need of some extra security," he said meeting her eyes. "See to it that Able Six is assigned there permanently."
"Yes, daddy," Carla said taking the orders and going in search of Able Six who was residing in the house with the other Ables.
Stockwell smiled when he seen Gloria coming out of the study. "Is my son available?" he asked with a smirk.
"I believe so," Gloria said stepping back to let him into the room.
"We've taken care of the problem," Stockwell said looking at Hannibal.
"Told the cops we didn't know where Carl was and that he hadn't been here for a couple of months."
"They bought it?" Face asked as Stockwell nodded. "Good, we don't need that kind of heat!"
"I agree," Stockwell said leaning against the desk. "Carla's going to have him transferred to our safe house in Italy."
"So, when were you going to fill me in on these safe houses, Dad," Face said much to Stockwell's delight.