Secret

Statesman and a Familiar Face

*Some Time Later*

I have rested my head on Eggsy's shoulder as I am tied up in a chair next to him.

"Ugh," Eggsy groans, blinking rapidly as he comes to.

"Rise and shine," I coo, pressing my lips to his cheek as I sit up.

"I wish someone would kiss me," Merlin grumbles.

"Only if you ask nicely," Eggsy chuckles.

"Don't even think about it," Merlin leans away.

"Ah, it's nice to see you all awake," Tequila walks into the room. "Now, you can start answering some of my questions."

The questioning room is like a hospital room: very bright and very white. There's a giant window in front of us that's frosted over.

"We work for Kingsman," Eggsy sighs. "What more can we say?"

"Maybe you need a little motivation to answers," Tequila takes a step closer to us.

"If you touch Primrose, I swear I will not show mercy when I get free," Eggsy glares at the man.

"I don't hurt women," Tequila takes the flask off his belt, opening it to pour the contents over Merlin and Eggsy's laps.

"Fucking hell," Eggsy groans.

"Come on, really?" Merlin rolls his eyes. "This is ridiculous."

"Thank you," I giggle as my lap stays dry.

"You talk when I ask you questions," Tequila smirks at me.

"I can't believe it," Eggsy shakes his head. "My girlfriend gets special treatment because she's pretty, but she did all the same shit as us."

"Oh, baby," I pout, leaning into my boyfriend. "I am so sorry that it looks like you wet your pants," I burst out laughing, having to lean away.

"She's quite savage, Galahad," Merlin says. "Perfect for you."

Tequila steps back away from us. "Now, are you going to tell me who you actually work for?"

"A super-secret spy organization called Kingsman," I respond.

"Kay!" Merlin and Eggsy exclaim.

"What?" I look over at the two men. You don't think Statesman isn't just like us? Why would that bottle have been in the secret hold in the wall?"

"So, a man with a Kingsman suit fell into our hands some time ago," Whiskey walks over to be beside the frosted window. "Do you know him?" He press a switch next to the window, defrosting the window to reveal a man with an eyepatch shaving.

"My god," Merlin breaths out.

"Holy shit," Eggsy gasps.

"Harry?" I ask to confirm

"Now, you either start talking, or he's dead," Tequila cocks a pistol, holding it up to be level with Harry's head.

"No, Harry!" Eggsy shouts out.

"Harry!" Merlin joins in.

"Move!" I feel myself yell along with the other two.

"Three," Tequila says amidst our screaming. "Two...one."

I see Tequila's finger twitch, but he is stopped from pulling the trigger when a black woman with short black hair bursts into the room.