Chapter 3

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"So, what are we going to do now?" asked Eggsy once everyone is back in the Kingsman Headquarters, Harry in the medical center.

"We'll need a new Arthur," Merlin replied immediately.

"Well, Harry can!"

"The knights will have to unanimously vote for him," Sherlock said. "You have done a lot for Kingsman, but that doesn't mean things will always work out as you want."

"Seriously, who are you? You're just Merlin's protégé," Eggsy rolled his eyes at Sherlock.

"And the former Archimedes," Merlin added.

"Right, the youngest and smartest Kingsman ever," Harry, who was still lying in bed, nodded. "You know, Merlin, sometimes I feel jealous."

"Hardly my fault," Merlin said; Sherlock scowled.

"I think we can hold the meeting after two days, then we'll decide who the next Arthur is," Roxy suggested, speaking for the first time.

After two days, all the agents, as well as Sherlock and Eggsy, voted for Harry. Percival seemed delighted about it; he kept saying, "Good thing we have Harry as Arthur; I'd be a rotten one." Then Eggsy swore in to become the new Galahad. Sherlock, on the other hand, offered to return as Archimedes, Merlin's second hand, which no one opposed.

"Now that I'm part of Kingsman, how can I ever explained to Britain that I'm not dead?" Sherlock asked Merlin on a chilly November afternoon.

"Well, you could start with John Watson, your doctor friend," Merlin said as he handed Sherlock John's file.

"God, what that moustache for? I'm not going to work with a caveman," Sherlock grimaced.

"You'd better not say that in front of him," Merlin advised. "Dr. Watson booked a table for two at a restaurant in Marylebone. I think he's going to propose to his girlfriend—yes, his girlfriend, Sherlock, people do move on—so don't spoil it. Wait until they're finished before you act."

And that was how, two days later, Sherlock found himself in an elegant restaurant in Marylebone, London.


Meanwhile…

"Galahad," Merlin called.

"What's wrong, Merlin?" Eggsy asked as he stepped into Arthur's office.

"We have received intelligence that an underground terrorist is scheming an attack."

"When? Where? Who? How?"

"That's what we have to know."

"This is the kind of information only the British Government has, Merlin, and I'm not sure sneaking into the White Hall is a good idea, seeing what the last Arthur did on V-day," Harry said.

"We don't need to sneak into the White Hall," Merlin smiled.

"How would we get information, then?" Eggsy asked.

"As usual."

"That means nothing!" Eggsy exclaimed.

"Archimedes has contact inside the government," Harry assured.

"Actually," Sherlock put in, "I've been requested to investigate and, if necessary, stop the attack before it happens. And I do think I could use some help from Kingsman, since my blogger won't be resourceful enough."

"Admit it, Archimedes, you just don't want to get him into troubles."

"It's not a trouble, Merlin," Sherlock sighed. "It's a terrorist attack we're talking about. He's engaged. God knows when he'll be a father."

"I know, Sherlock."

"Guess I have to stop talking, or people will start to think I'm mad," Sherlock said.

"Just what king of contact does he have inside the government?" Eggsy asked.

"Well, Sherlock's brother occupies a small position inside," Harry answered.

"And does a low positioned worker gets to know the classified information we need?"

"Never you mind."

"What Harry means," Merlin interrupted gently, "is that we'll tell you more later, when you get to know the Hart-Holmeses more."

"I hope so," Eggsy muttered.


Finally in Sherlock Season 3! Yay! I promise next chapter will include Sherlock appearing to John.