Disclaimer: Not my characters etc. etc. etc.
A/N: I went ahead and wrote some more. Slightly more actual slash involved.
Ten minutes later Alex opened the door of the cell slowly and peered around it. As expected, there was nobody in the corridor. A security camera was pointed directly down it, but the red light indicating a connection was off. It was safe.
"I told you," Artemis called lazily.
Was it really this easy? It seemed impossible that MI6 would be so negligent.
They had reached the end of the passage and faced another metal door. Alex looked at Artemis quizzically. Nothing about the plain handle gave the impression it required a specific person to open it.
"Just reach out and take the handle Rider, I'm sure you can manage it," Artemis responded, seemingly amused.
Ignoring him, Alex pushed the door. There was slight resistance for a second, and then it opened. A set of stairs stood before them, but once again there didn't seem to be anyone about.
"This is wrong. There should be someone," Alex said. The odd hush was starting to bother him.
They ascended the stairs carefully but their efforts were wasted, yet again there seemed to be nobody. Alex opened his mouth to speak but he was silenced as Artemis covered his mouth with a hand.
"What the-?" he tried to say, but the words came out as indistinguishable mumbles.
"Shhh!" Artemis hissed, gesturing further ahead.
A woman had stepped out of a side-door a little way ahead. She was reading a file she was carrying, so far unaware of their presence. Looking around quickly, Alex saw a door to his left and slowly checked the handle. It was open. He jabbed Artemis hard in the arm, signalling his plan. Opening the door as far as he thought needed, he slipped inside, pulling Artemis in behind him.
It was dark inside. No windows. Probably used for storage, Artemis thought. Attempting to find a light would be out of the question, of course. He extended an arm slightly, wondering if he could work out what was kept there. To his right there was a rough wall, and to his left...
"What?" Alex's voice came, hushed and annoyed.
"Sorry, I was just..." he trailed off. It suddenly occurred to him that working with someone his own age was something new entirely. It would be adults who did his bidding usually, and now he was escaping alongside this… who was Alex? It had all been an educated guess, figuring out his profile. Well, he'd have time to find out.
He shook himself. What did he mean by that? After escaping, he'd never see Alex again.
"I think she's gone," Alex said suddenly, snapping Artemis out of his thought.
"It doesn't matter. We won't be continuing that particular route," Artemis replied coolly. He could sense the other boy frowning at him.
"Why should I listen to you?" Alex asked.
"Because otherwise you'll be caught,"
"This is stupid. I'm going,"
"No you're not," Artemis said sternly.
Alex stepped forward towards the door. Artemis grabbed his wrist, turning him around.
"You're not," he repeated, and kissed him.
Meh, not too bad. I think it's cute.