Teddy woke up as the cell door slid open, the familiar click of heels echoing throughout the room, drowning out what little noise there was.

He remained lying down, not even bothering to turn his head in the intruders direction.

He heard something being placed on the ground by his head… a tray by the sound of it. And judging by the smell of freshly cooked meat, one of her horrific burgers sat on it.

"I brought some tea for you." Poppy spoke up, "Everyone deserves a last meal."

"Not. A. Fucking. Chance." He then glanced over at her, "So, what are you going to do to me? Ever heard of George, Duke of Clarence? He was drowned in a barrell of wine, can I go that way?"

Poppy hummed thoughtfully, "You know, I haven't decided yet. A barrell of wine does sound a little… extravagant though. You are a traitor and must be made an example of."

When Teddy remained silent, she folded her arms over her chest and headed back out of the cell, "I'll have to sleep on it. There are so many possibilities." A small giggle broke free, "Sleep well, it's a big day tomorrow."

….…

Plans were made.

Back-Up plans were made.

All Ronnie could do, was sit there though, lost in his thoughts.

*****Flashback******

"What will you do when I die, Teddy?"

Teddy seemed taken aback by the question, looking up at Ronnie from his position, head resting on Ronnie's bare chest. "You what?"

"What will you do when I die?"

Thinking to himself for a few moments, Teddy shrugged, "I'll… probably join ya."

"Join me?"

Teddy slowly looked over and mimed placing a gun in his mouth, as Ronnie grunted, a small pleased expression on his face. It was a grim thought, but Ronnie seemed pleased with it.

"What about if I go first Ronnie?" Teddy cautiously asked, knowing that he was probably stepping into dangerous territory, "What will you do?"

Ronnie actually seemed stunned by the question, eyes widening slightly.

They were treading on emotional territory now.

"If ya have ta pick a new boy, don't pick Les."

Ronnie frowned, "Wotcha talking about?"

"If I kick the bucket… don't pick Les as yer new boy, 'e can't take a hit."

Ronnie mused over this for a few moments, before smirking, "I don't reckon there's anyone who can take a hit like you Teddy."

"You say the sweetest things!"

*****End Flashback******

"-onnie! Ronnie!"

Slowly, he turned to glare at his twin who sighed at the look on his face.

"Do you feel like you're able to help?"

"….Just try and stop me."

…

The cell doors opened up once again, as Teddy lazily looked up at the two guards, smirking as the pair seemed a little uncertain at the feral grin on the boy's face.

What they didn't know, was that Teddy had spotted the cow-prods attached to their belts.

With a snarl, he darted forwards and in less than a few minutes, the guards were unconscious on the ground. Teddy grabbed one of the prods and rushed out of the door, ignoring the pleas of the other prisoners (although he did hesitate slightly at Sir Elton's door), as he headed higher and higher.

Not the best tactic in the world, but at least he ws getting away from those dogs… or what was left of them.

"This is just like being back at home with Eggsy." Teddy muttered to himself, "You're escaping from Dean… who's going to actually kill you this time, and the only thing you have is a piddly little taser."

Not that this thing could ever be considered piddly.

Eventually, he found himself on the roof, where ropes were attached, linking the buildings together.

Why?

Teddy didn't know, and personally, Teddy didn't care. They were his ticket out of this place and that was the only thing he cared about.

"Left, right, left, right." He muttered to himself, slowly making his way across the taunt rope, refusing to even look at the ground.

First step; Get out of this compound.

Second; Get past the minefield and booby-traps, without killing himself in the process.

One was harder than the other.

…

Ronnie stumbled into a tree, clutching at his head as the others went on ahead.

/"Yer killing me here Teddy" \\ he heard himself, squeezing his eyes shut as the image of Teddy leaning against a wall appeared, /"Sitting on my lap like that!" \\

Lost in the memory, Ronnie frowned the image of Teddy smirked up at him, sipping at a glass of whiskey as his face flushed red with the alcohol.

/"It was an accident Ronnie, I stumbled and fell into you, honest!" \\

/"You really expect me to believe that was an accident? That you tripped and gave me a lap dance?" \\

Teddy's smirk only seemed to deepen, /"That's my story and I'm sticking to it. Besides, you had your arms wrapped around me… how could I leave?" \\

Ronnie wasn't surprised when his memory self pulled the young man into a kiss… with lips like that, who could resist?

He was pushed onto the sofa, his shirt pulled over his head as Teddy straddled his thighs, "Better be careful, Ronnie." The younger man smirked, lips inches away from Ronnies, "You might not get this chance again."

"Fuck you." Ronnie grapped his hips and pulled Teddy closer, pulling him down against his own hardness, both of them stilling at the sensation, "I could have you any time I want, and you know it."

"Ronnie!"

Ronnie frowned… that wasn't Teddy's voice.

"RONNIE!"

Snapping his eyes open, Ronnie scowled at the sight of Reggie so close to his face.

"Snap out of it." Reggie sighed, "We're nearly there."

"… What am I gonna do if he's dead?"

"…. Burn them all Ronnie. Burn them all." Reggie glanced over at Merlin, "Apparently they have a missile-launching helicopter, which is conveniently missing."

"Hmmm."

…

Teddy remembered this being a lot easier when he was younger.

Mind you, there were less ropes and trees in London…. He preferred prisons with locks and bar though.

Much easier to get out of.

"I'm on top of the world… on top of the world, hey!"

….…

"What do you mean he's escaped?!" Poppy screamed, her minions shrinking back in fear.

Mind you, if they really thought about it, they could get out of here if they really wanted to without the dogs around.

"GET HIM!"

They all rushed outside, where the slim figure of Teddy could be seen making his way across the rope.

"GET HIM! FIRE!"

…..

Teddy yelped as bullets whizzed past his head, losing his footing on the rope and dropping down, managing to grab the rope and swing to the ground. He cursed as men charged towards him from all directions.

Darting to the right, Teddy kicked one man into the other, knocking them both over, shimmying up a flagpole and clinging on for dear life.

"Kill him!" He heard Poppy scream, "Forget about the execution! Just kill him!"

…..

The group watched as the guards disappeared from the doorway, hearing the commotion from inside.

"Who wants to bet that's all because of Teddy?"

"That's a fools bet." Reggie sighed, "Come on, let's go before they actually kill him."