𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

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Guinevere and Merlin run through the halls, a few doctors making their way to the pair as Galahad was rolled in a hospital bed, machines surrounding him as well as Doctors.

"Vitals are dropping, get me an oxygen mask!" they switch him into another bed in a closed off room, the agents watching from a two way mirror.

"Come on, Harry. Push through." Alice whispers, Hamish putting his hand on her shoulder for reassurance. He knew that Harry was like a father to her, but the pair were so close that he too, felt like they were related, cousins, or brothers, maybe.

"You need rest, Guinevere, if you'd like, you can skip the training tomorrow and stay with him, but please, get to sleep." he led her from the room. She nods, shaking his hand and saying a quick thank you, bidding their goodnights.

But Merlin didn't sleep, he couldn't. Of course, he needn't make this personal, but there was no way to stop it. The pair had been together for over a decade, there wasn't a way you could seperate them without emotions.

He dreaded for the day's ahead.

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Merlin waits at the balcony for the group, his watch reading 0556. They should be there soon. To his surprise, Alice joined his side, passing him a clipboard which he had forgotten to bring.

But to be honest, the young girl didn't look rested. Bag's under her eyes, her hair in a loose ponytail and her clothes bland yet formal. She hadn't much sleep, and was definitely upset over the situation, yet she pulled through. For the future Lancelot.

Mere seconds before it had turned 0600, the whole group arrived, lining up with arms behind their backs. It only took seconds for Eggsy to notice his friends body language and the look on her face, something was wrong. He tried his best not to worry, concentrating on what Merlin was saying.

"As some of you will have learned last night, teamwork is paramount here at Kingsman. We're here to enhance your skills, test you to the limit. Which is why you're going to pick a puppy." Alice looked up at the agent, resting on the balcony. He looked down, pointing with his eyes.

She immediately eyed up the pug, it being her favourite species.
"Wherever you go, your dog goes. You will care for it, you will teach it, and by the time it's fully trained, so will you be. Those of you who are still here, that is. Do you understand? Choose your puppy."

Guinevere hits Merlin on the arm, "I didn't get a puppy? Why do they?" she exclaimed, not very pleased with her boss.
"Hey, I wasn't in charge then, Arthur was. So you can ask him..." he slowly quietened, she turns back, looking at the recruits to see who had chosen who.

She smiled upon seeing her friend with the pug at his feet, quietly chatting with Roxy, Charlie butting in to probably make a quick smart-ass comment.

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Merlin, Aurthur and Guinevere watch over Galahad, speaking quietly to not disturb his rest. Guinevere puts her hand his forehead, checking his temperature every so often. The heart monitor beeping rhythmically, easing her worries.

"His MRI shows no signs of concussion. No direct brain trauma at all." Hamish spoke, his accent quite satisfying to the pair, listening intently, and storing away the information.

"How much longer can he be out?" Alice wonders, worrying for her mentor, yet again, crossing her legs comfortably in the chair.

"That's the million dollar question. We don't know what he was exposed to in there." he looks to and fro at the unconscious man, also anxious. The room quiet apart from their low whispers.

"What about Harry's footage? It didn't stream to his home terminal." Chester quereys, a bit louder than the two others voices.

"Encrypted and uncrackable." Alice stands up, Eggsy entering the room, she smiles lightly, still tired from her restless sleep. He waves at his friend, looking her up and down, "If and when he comes around you might want to have a word with him about sharing his password."

"Is he gonna be alright?" Eggsy butts in, now looking at his reccomendor.

Hamish turns his head, now facing the boy and whispers to him, "We need to have patience, Eggsy. But there's hope, okay? If I were you, I'd concentrate on your training. Make it through the tests. Make him proud."

He easily assures the younger boy, Eggsy nodding and smiling towards Arthur, trying to be respectful. "Guinevere, go with him, you too need to focus on other things. Keep training and don't give up. Please take Eggsy back to his quarters."

Alice obliged, the pair walking side by side out of the room, making their way to the groups shared bedrooms.
Most of the walk was silent, until the woman speaks up, "Promise me, you'll do your best in training. I can't loose because of Kingsman."

Eggsy was quiet for a moment, he slowly holds her hand. "I promise. And you won't loose me, Am too fit and young to die." he makes a joke, letting his best friend laugh at something for once. He felt as if when she enters a room in the Kingsman mansion, it's all proper and professional, so he tried his best to make her happy whenever he could.

"Good, make Harry proud. Don't let him regret choosing you." she pats his arm, leaving him at the door so she wouldn't distract the rest of the trainees or raise questions about the pair's relationship within the quaters.

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Guinevere waits at the edge of a Kingsman field, holding a stopwatch and observing the trainees who were running the course with their dog. Everyone was doing well, except for Eggsy. He was tugging at the leash, yelling at his pug.

"I'm not coming last 'cause of you. J.B, I'll shoot you! Goddamn you, I'll fucking shoot you!" he points the gun at the puppy, sighing for a second before mumbling, "Merlin and Ali said we're not allowed to hold you. Bollocks!" he gives in, the puppy now in an opening of his vest's opening.

The woman laughs as he runs by, practically sprinting to get with the others, the dog's head bobbing up and down in his clothes.

"Time!" Alice yells, she was the only one training the group that day, Merlin on a seperate course with Arthur, probably discussing Harry's situation.

She stops the timer once Eggsy crosses the line. "Good job everyone, you finished in under 30 seconds. Eggsy, next time you better have that dog trained, or you'll be stuck in the mud." she smirks, Charlie chuckling quietly, earning a dissatisfied look from the trainer.

"Now you're going to do double the more laps, 50, let's go." she blows her whistle, starting the stopwatch as the group groans, pacing themself for the first part of the sprint.

The girl smiles, enjoying the annoyed looks of the group, knowing how much torture it was for her fourteen-year old self doing the runs, a heavy vest and gun, loaded backpack and dog. It's all apart of the process. Unlucky bastards.

The rest of the day was team building, a test. They were sat around a table, presented with many different puzzles and mind tricks. They all passed with flying colours and went to sleep early, letting Guinevere to visit her mentor.

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