Harry Hart waited in his hospital bed for the outcome of the vote. He'd thought about going to the meeting but decided Merlin would most likely kill him if he tried so he stayed where he was, getting better minute by minute. A knock then came from his door. It was extremely erratic sounding suggesting either Eggsy or Richard, code name Yvain, who always had a rather nervous sounding knock. Nevertheless, this knock sounded more excited than nervous so Harry was betting on Eggsy.
"Come in."
It was Eggsy along with Roxy just behind him. Eggsy was practically jumping up and down from excitement and Roxy was grinning from ear to ear.
"I believe I already know what you're so thrilled about but just to hear what I'm sure you're dying to tell me, I'll ask anyways. What has you so excited?" asked Harry with a slight smile.
"Nothin much. Just that we have a new King," Eggsy replied.
"A unanimous vote," Roxy added. "Not a single person hesitated. Welcome back to Kingsman Arthur."
Eggsy seemed to hesitate and then suddenly lunged forward to capture Harry in a hug. Finally pulling back, he shuffled his feet a bit before finally saying, "Sorry, I guess it's just now hitting me that you're really here."
"No need to be sorry. I'm quite glad I'm here as well," Harry responded which earned a smile from both kids. "Now, have you been given your first mission? Well, first official mission is really what I should say."
"Yeah, Merlin finally identified a group that's been stealing famous paintings from all over the world and selling them off. Myself, Lancelot, and Gawain are going to their supposed base. First we have to secure the paintings, then take the operation down," Eggsy replied.
"I'm sure you'll do a superb job," Harry commented, "which I'll of course know from what I'm expecting to be an excellent field report."
Eggsy let out a small groan as Roxy allowed a small snort to escape her mouth.
"Now Eggsy, you do know field reports are just as important as the actual mission."
"I know I know. Don't worry; it'll be as detailed as possible. We'll head out now though. Get well quickly."
"I'll certainly try. Good luck to both of you," Harry replied.
After they left, he picked up a tablet beside him and began reviewing all other missions going on at the moment when another knock sounded at the door. This one was an evenly spaced, not to soft but not to loud, knock that struck twice. Merlin then.
"Enter."
"My king," Merlin said with a slight smirk.
"Wizard," Harry responded. "Have you come to heal me with your spells and potions?"
"Sadly no, only for a much deserved congratulation."
"I thank you then. Though, I'm rather disappointed you didn't bring any spells along either."
Merlin simply shook his head and sat down next to Harry. Bringing out his own tablet, he turned slightly to the board in front of the hospital bed and brought up several files.
"So not a social call."
"I'll remember to make one after I'm sure not a single Kingsman has been stabbed by an unpredictable art thief."
"I'll keep you to that promise. Now, what do you have for me?"
"Well, besides the stolen paintings, we believe the Queen's life is in danger. Despite little political power, her death would be a terrible blow for the people and in this time of chaos, an assassination attempt would be much simpler than at any other time in our history. Percival has just been assigned to the job along with Pellinor and Yvain. They'll be taking the places of the Queen's usual guard and tonight at a special dinner I'll be going undercover. Well, in a way. I'm actually going as myself."
"I'm surprised. You hate events like this, Fergus."
"And I hate that name. I'm going because the queen personally invited me, not any family duty," Merlin responded with a sigh.
"I don't know why you hate it so much. You were named after a king."
"James is also the name of a king. Several if I remember correctly," grumbled Merlin. "Or Alexander. I would've been fine with Durst even but instead I got stuck with Fergus."
Harry couldn't but smile as he moved his hand into the others. "Either way, you know you'll always be Merlin to me. Even without Kingsman, without all this, the name does fit you better than Fergus."
"Any name would fit me better than Fergus. Can we get back to saving the Queen?"
"Of course. I do think her Majesty would prefer that," Harry responded. He moved his hand back, thoughtfully rubbing his chin. "The dining area has several large windows you know."
"Exactly my thinking. It's been moved to this room here…"
Merlin and Harry discussed the mission for about another hour before Merlin finally left for that exact dinner. At the same time, Galahad, Lancelot, and Gawain had already arrived at their destination and would now be scouting out the area before making contact.
Though Merlin repeatedly reminded Harry that several others would be monitoring the missions, Harry had the information of both up and currently watched and listened in on the dinner with the Queen. Every now and then he checked on the other one but as Gawain was in charge, Harry trusted them that they wouldn't diverge from the current plan unless absolutely necessary.
Harry paced back and forth, not a worrier but simply needing to move about after being in bed for so long. He couldn't help but smile as Merlin camped off in a corner before the dinner had begun with a glass of whiskey in his hand.
"I'd say you're doing a fucking terrible job fitting in but seeing as you're playing yourself…."
"Shut up Har-Arthur," Merlin grumbled into his drink. "I don't know half of these people and would rather not even try. Queen Elizabeth is a delight to talk to but for the moment I can't get within ten feet of her."
"Where's Pellinor and Yvain?" Harry watched as Merlin casually turned his head to look in the direction of both men.
After that, Harry kept quiet, simply watching the evening slip by. Once some time had passed, Harry also saw that the stealth part of Gawain's mission had gone as planned and that they'd be contacting Kingsman tomorrow for the next step. Now fully concentrating on the Queen's dinner, he changed views between Pellinor, Yvain, and Merlin, repeatedly looking for suspicious movement or people or items out of place.
Yvain was looking directly at a far window where curtains were slightly fluttering but Harry was more interested in the server that was coming around with a drink for the Queen. Trusting his gut, Harry watched as the man set it in front of the Queen and quickly said, "Don't let her drink that."
He could see both Pellinor and Yvain lurch forward but Merlin was actually at the table and closer. Reeling forward, he succeeded in knocking out the glass and Harry watched the chaos that ensued afterwards. Knowing from experience that a man yelling in your ear while conflict was going on didn't help, Harry remained silent as he watched between the three men, ready to only say something if it was absolutely necessary.
Everything quickly got under control and Harry gave an approving nod as the Queen backhanded the server who tried to lunge at her for one last attempt. Knowing that each agent would give the full report of what just happened, Harry also typed up everything that he'd seen occur. Finally after touching in with both Yvain and Pellinor, Harry touched base with Merlin.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine. Cut my hand when the glass shattered but other than that alright. For a split second I thought her majesty was going to slap me."
"Well you could have simply said, 'My dear please don't drink that because I saw the server put something in it and I believe you might keel over and die'."
"You say that now but if you'd been in my position you would have done the exact same thing. There are certain times when pleasantries are just to slow."
"True, very true." Harry watched as Merlin was taken to his car and could easily hear the more relaxed breathing now that he was alone. "The kids are doing well with their mission. I'm sure they'd do fine on their own but I believe Gawain is doing a good job of keeping them in check."
"You mean keeping them from jumping in gung-ho."
"Precisely. I'll see you when you get back." Harry then ended the connection, finished his reports, and finally moved back to the bed.
He was reading Jonathan Livingston Seagull when he heard the carefully crafted knock.
"Come in."
Harry carefully marked his book and put it down as he asked, "So do we know who sent him or—" He was quickly cut off as Merlin bent down to kiss him.
When Merlin finally pulled away, he said, "Everything is taken care of. This isn't a business meeting."
"Aw, so I finally have my social call then."
"Well that's the plan." Merlin squeezed in beside Harry, kissing him again as he pulled him close.
AN: Since we don't get to know all of the members of Kingsman, I took some liberty with their names. If anyone has any suggestions, for other Kingsman and characters or prompts that they want to see feel free to ask! I hope you enjoyed this as it was really very unexpected.
