Thank you for those who read my first chapter. Special thanks to mdtaqi0000 for the first to favourite and Sedgester for the first to follow.

As usual, nothing in the story belongs to me.

Chapter 2

"Why are you here, William?"

"Wait… you know each other?" Eggsy asked. Things were getting crazier as time passed.

Merlin sighed, "Eggsy, this is William, my protégé."

"Why does he know my name, then?"

"Well," William interrupted, "I know you, Eggsy. I've known you since you're ten. I was your neighbor," he smirked.

"Neighbor?" Eggsy and Merlin asked incredulously.

"I rent it when I was sixteen," William replied.

"Sixteen?" Eggsy remembered he was still learning the "art" of stealing when he was sixteen. And here William was, already earning money and renting a flat. He suddenly felt just a bit ashamed of himself.

"So, what do we do now?" Eggsy asked.

"First, we get the people, including Mycroft, Out of their cells. Then we send them to where they came from. The dead Valentine supporters must have come by air; there'll be enough planes. After that, we go and get your colleague. Then we head back to our base," William answered.

After the people, including Mycroft, went away, the Kingsman agents flew to get Roxy. Eggsy was very much surprised when William and Roxy met.

"Roxanne Morton, but just Roxy," the new Lancelot said.

"Sherlock, as in William Sherlock Scott Holmes," William shook her hand.

"Wait…what? Sherlock Holmes? The guy who jumped two years ago?" Eggsy's eyes darted between Merlin and Sherlock.

"You know, I'm more than just a guy-who-jumps," Sherlock replied.

For a while, none of them really speak. Then merlin asked quietly, "Home or Kentucky?"

Eggsy's and Roxy's hearts sank. But before either could speak, Sherlock said, "Kentucky."

While Merlin was preparing for the landing, Sherlock followed his instructions and hacked into all the hospitals in the state, and soon found out which hospital Harry hart was in. The four hurried there.

Upon seeing the agent, Eggsy was aghast. Harry was pale, with sullen eyes and white lips. He was nothing like the knight in shining amours (or suit?) who saved him out of jail.

Sherlock rushed to Harry's side, just as the latter woke. "Harry!" Then, turning Merlin, "Does he have amnesia? Harry, what is the year?" Sherlock asked frantically.

"2014?" Harry answered sleepily.

"Thank God!" Sherlock sounded relieved. "Now, for the last time, Uncle Harry, don't stand there waiting for your enemy to shoot you!"

"Uncle Harry?" Eggsy and Roxy were surprised as they looked at Merlin.

"Well, you'll soon learn what a peculiar family the Hart-Holmeses is," Merlin shook his head.

"Guess there's always surprises waiting for me to discover," Eggsy said.

"Surviving fatal shots is a family trait of the Harts," Sherlock replied.

"And surviving deadly falls for a Holmes," Harry smirked for some reason.

Sherlock scowled.

"You know, a little gratitude would be nice. I was the one who shot Valentine, after all," Sherlock imitated Harry's first words to Eggsy.

Now it was Harry's turn to scowled. He asked Sherlock, "You shot him? I thought it would be either Eggsy or Roxy."

"Valentine helped Moriarty, kidnapped Mycroft, and shot you in the head. I have the right to be the one to do it," Sherlock replied.

"The Hart-Holmeses are never normal, are they?" Roxy asked Merlin.

"Nope."

"I thought so," Roxy sighed.