Roxy glanced up from her book and mug of tea.

There was noise coming from the front door and she glanced down at Ella who ignored it, continuing to play with her dolls.

"You hear that-"

"Hey."

She jumped, spilling some of her tea onto her pristine book and herself. "Shit, fuck!"

Ella glanced up and Eggsy placed a firm finger to his lips, making the child look away.

"Sorry," Roxy apologised, sighing as she retrieved tissues from the box and wiped her cotton overside jumper and book.

"Language," Eggsy smirked, kissing his sister's head. "I'm going with you."

Roxy frowned. "Where? I've got no missions."

"Yes, you have. I spoke to my mum... I went to stay at Harry's place to tidy it up a little and kept thinking about her - about what he'd do. So, I spoke to my mum and we just had a long and lovely talk you know? I don't think I've ever felt as close to her as I do right now." He stroked Ella's locks. "Maybe this is a good thing. Now, when I'm away I definitely know that she's okay. That Ells is okay."

Roxy beamed, fixing her glasses as she finished her tea and joined the siblings on the floor.

"I'm glad you and your mum made up. I wasn't willing to play sides in this."

Eggsy sighed, kissing her hand. "I know and I know that it would have been unfair of you to do so since you're the best," begrudgingly. "Agent Kingsman has. After Harry of course."

Roxy chuckled loudly. "Did you hear that Ella? Your brother admits that I'm better than him."

"I'm still the best in her eyes."

...

If there was something that Roxy and Eggsy found abnormal about their secret lives was the fact that they were just transported in a lift which looked very much like a large brewery barrel.

They were sat on separate chairs, hands tied behind their backs.

"Is this really necessary?" Roxy sighed, rolling her eyes. "We told you who we were. Why did you hit us with tranquillisers?"

The man simply glanced down at them rubbing his fist.

"You're going to hurt a lady?"

"No," he scoffed. "I don't beat little ladies up. It's your little boyfriend who's going to get the brunt of my anger."

Eggsy raised his eyebrows, giving Roxy a look who shrugged in reply.

"She isn't my girlfriend."

"No? They way you guys argued downstairs says otherwise. What do you English folks say? 'Like an old couple'?"

Roxy chuckled. "Indeed they do, Sir. If you don't mind, can you loosen this up? It's digging into my wrists and it's ever so uncomfortable."

The man raised an eyebrow, hesitantly slowly going to her but he stopped at the last minute.

"I let you go once I find out what you're doing here." He whispered in her ear. "Now, tell me who you work for."

Roxy turned to Eggsy who nodded.

"Fine."

"We're business people," Eggsy revealed. "We were sent here on a case. We're meant to be teaming up with Statesman on expanding our yield of..." He glanced around. "Alcohol..." He finished slowly.

The man tilted his head at Roxy who didn't fluster before him. "And what makes you think I believe you after you told me that you were tourists who got lost downstairs?"

She smiled brightly. "Don't worry, if you let us go, we won't spill your brewery's secrets."

The man retrieved a gun from his back and levelled it on her forehead.

"Rox!"

"It's fine, Eggsy." Roxy glanced up at the man who didn't falter.

"If you don't want to tell me who you both really are then I guess I'm just going to have to do this." He pressed a button on a remote than neither Kingsman agents could see where he got it from and the screen before them revealed...

Harry.

Eggsy's heart began to beat faster as he turned to face Roxy who's breath hitched in her throat. She blinked, wishing that their glasses worked but they'd been fried because of their current enemy.

"If you don't tell me who you are, little lady, then this man who has no connection to you whatsoever... will die." He raised his gun towards an unknowing Harry.

"Roxy..."

"Hey, you're an agent, right?" Roxy started. "Statesman agent? We've been sent from Kingsman to aid in a mission. We are involved because one of our old associates is involved."

The man brought his gun down and burst out in laughter. "Oh, I know! I just wanted to see how far you'd go."

"Excuse me?!"

Eggsy rolled his eyes. "This suit costs more than your life and you ripped it. You're paying for a new one."

"Forget the fucking suit!" Roxy hissed. "Just untie us."

Once untied and receiving apologies from a 'Ginger Ale', Roxy kneed Tequila - as they found out - in the crotch.

"You'd really hurt a lady?" She scowled. "Now, why have you got our Agent Galahad..." Eggsy gave her a look. "Senior?" She finished.

Ginger Ale and Tequila turned to each other. "What?"