Adley received a page to return to the Berlin outpost after the others completed their mission. She said a regretful goodbye to Bos and made her way there.
Adley arrived late that night and was greeted by their Saint at the front door.
"My darling," the Saint greeted, "I can not believe you are with child! You are one of very few Angels to fall under these circumstances. But not to worry because I have everything you need to perform at your very best," he gave her a double kiss before guiding her into the loft where they found the others eating around a large table.
Adley whispered to the Saint, "Thank you," before turning her attention to her team, "I'm trusting the mission was a success. What's our next move?" she asked as she took a seat at the Saint's orders, even though she wasn't very hungry.
"The mission was only a marginal success," Rebecca replied before elaborating, "Someone got to the prototypes before we did and we're running the data now to figure out who it is. And, the one Elena had in her lab had to be used for the escape."
Sabina replied, "So...basically, we're back at square one."
"Once we finish our feast, we'll see where the data leads us and move forward," Rebecca stated to guide the conversation in a more positive direction.
Adley nodded, wishing she could get Jane and Sabine alone to share what she knew, and enjoyed the food along with the others. "This spread is wonderful," she commented, "Edgar would have been honored."
"He truly would have," Jane agreed before the Angels continued their meal in silence.
After the meal, Rebecca guided Sabina, Jane, and Elena into another room to go over the data. The Saint pulled Adley aside for a moment before she could join the others.
He passed her a bottle filled with pills that looked like they sparkled.
"What are these?" Adley asked.
The Saint's lips curled into a smile, "I have created custom prenatal vitamins for you. You better start taking them today because you are already behind," he added, "And, I know John would want you to be taking the best care of yourself."
Adley's face gave away her surprise, "What do you mean?"
The Saint waved away her panic, "The others might not be able to tell but the chemistry between you two has always been electric. He's the obvious answer to the father question," he explained nonchalantly.
"Please don't tell anyone," she requested dropping her voice low without realizing it.
He shook his head, "You should know that I never would," he changed the subject, "Now, one more thing before I release you back to the others."
"What's that?" she asked.
"Stay away from clothes that restrict too much around the abdomen," he instructed, "If you're going to continue fighting, at least do that."
Adley nodded appreciatively before she walked away to regroup with the was just in time to learn that their lead would be taking them on a trip to Istanbul.
"To the closet, Angels," Rebecca ordered before adding the need to keep this mission on a need-to-know basis.
"This is the closet of my dreams," Elena announced while Jane, Adley, and Sabina began with bulletproof undergarments. "I can just take anything I want?" she asked still mystified by the assortment of choices.
"Borrow," Jane replied while trying on some thigh-high boots.
Sabina had a jacket hanging off of her shoulders when she heard what Jane said, "Is that a real thing?"
Adley laughed, "I think so, Sab."
Adley looked through the clothing choices for things that wouldn't fit tightly around her waist or hips. She stumbled upon a few rompers and shirt dresses that would do the trick paired with combat boots. She would still look the part and that was what mattered the most.
Adley caught Sabina glancing at her picks but Rebecca reappeared before either one could address the other.