Chapter 15 - Under Fire

"Hello, do I know you?" Harry Hart smiled an innocent smile as he peered up from a singular page in a book on his hospital bed. He had been reading the same page in this book for days now, always forgetting what he just read.

Eggsy sighed heavily, and Roxy swore she heard his heart sink to the bottom of his chest.

"Yes. We're old friends."

"Ah. I see. I don't know if someone's told you, but what I recall is that I can't recall anything ma'am. So sorry, but I don't know you or who you are."

Roxy stepped closer to Harry, while Eggsy stayed back, "I know that. I'm just here to see you. To see how you're doing. They taking care of you?"

Harry's face showed surprised delight. "I believe they're taking good care of me. Yet again, the long term things are all jumbled for me, but I'm staring to remember further back."

Eggsy's eyes lit up.

"For instance, I recall yesterday's snack of jello and crackers."

"Very good. I'm glad." Roxy grasped his hand, as if they were dear old friends. Which wasn't actually true, but Hary didn't know that, and Roxy did a good job of forgetting it. "We're taking you home now Harry."

"Oh." He said, sounding disappointed. "Should I be delighted to go home?"

"Yeah. Yeah you should." Eggsy said finally joining the conversation. Though he sounded more mad than convincing.

"You're quite fond of your home. You know." She added, with a sweet smile.

"In that case, I'm excited to be heading home." Harry than went back to reading his page of a novel.

"I know it's hard for you, but you need to calm down. He's not the Harry you knew, but he's still human. It's not his fault he was shot in the head and lost his memory."

"It's not my fault I lost an eye either." Harry said, budding into the conversation.

Roxy and Eggsy eyed him curiously.

"Just because your backs are turned and your're speaking softly doesn't mean I can't make out what you're saying. I'm right here."

"Sorry." Roxy said.

Harry shook his head as if he was a little boy glad that his parents actually listened to what he had said. He looked up with a face of boy-ish triumph as Eggsy cleared his throat.

"That's not entirely true. Harry- You sort of had it coming, loosing the eye. You stumbled out of a horror show and into the presence of the orchestrators. who you simply 'talked to'. You could've fought or ran , or defended yourself against them. Instead you just let them shoot you right in the head. Or eye socket. If I'm not mistaken."

At Eggsy's flair of anger, both Roxy and Harry looked back at him with shock. Harry more so than Roxy.

"I'm sorry. That was wrong of me." Eggsy said more to Roxy's disappointed face, than to Harry, who looked just as confused as ever.

Roxy shook her head, "It's time to go" She grabbed Harry's shoulder, and tossed him a duster coat, as well as shoes, to go over his hospital gown.

The three Kingsman agents stealthily and inconspicuously, made their way onto the privet jet piloted by a Kingsman ally, with no complications. That is, until right after take off, when they quickly realized that something was amiss.

"You hear that noise?" Harry asked, the two agents in charge of his extraction from America, who were currently feuding.

"No I'm not leaving my child with your mother!"

"What's wrong with my mum?"

"Absolutely nothing!"

"Then why does it sound like you're saying the opposite of that?"

"You misunderstand. I meant-"

"I hate to try and break this up yet again, but I'm quite concerned over here. With that noise." Harry pointed up.

Eggsy and Roxy both observed what Harry had. A mustered colored gas was spewing out of the air vents.

Roxy and Eggsy simultaneously bolted up, grabbed one of Harry's arms and ran to the cockpit. Which to their dismay, was locked and barred. The pilot they had thought was on their side, winked at them, before going back to piloting the plane.

"Open the hatch." Eggy said calmly, before covering his mouth with his shirt color.

Roxy waisted no time in doing so. While Hary tried very hard not to hyperventilate.

The air in the plane became clearer, as the stability decreased. The plane shook from the in take of outside air, and the suction from the emergency hatch roared loudly.

Eggsy made a move to the emergency exist hatch, with no parachute.

"Stop." Roxy grabbed his arm. "No"

Eggsy smiled at her. "Don't worry!"

Instead of jumping out of the plane Eggsy kissed her. Then he jumped out of the plane.

"Impulsive idiot," She said of her fellow agent and lover.

Roxy carefully grabbed Harry to stop him from flailing his arms in the air out of utter terror. She strapped him into a flight attendant chair closest to the open hatch. The air was roaring, but breathable from there. 'Complete the mission.' Roxy told herself, as she strapped herself beside him, and braced for the worst.

The hull shook and jolted, as the floor became the wall, then the ceiling. More glasses and boxes came flying at Roxy and Harry. This time, hitting them. Roxy's bullet proof sleeves helped her defend against flying shards and supplies. Harry's constant freaking out didn't help him at all. He was hit on the head hard, with Roxy's laptop.

"'Twas a fine piece of hardware. Merlin even had it specially made for me after my knighting," was all she thought after Harry was knocked out cold and her laptop was sucked out of the hull to meet its fate.

"Innit a great way to go?" Eggsy's voice yelled over the loud speaker, as the plane began to level out. "Listning to my voice,"

Roxy smiled. A picture of Eggsy sitting on the pilot's chair, with an unconcious pilot on the floor, popped into her mind. She also pictured an Eggsy sized whole in the side of the cockpit, sucking air pressure out and making the white noise so very loud.

This imagined picture wasn't far from the true one. Eggsy's foot was rested upon the knocked out pilot's chest, as he continued, "telling you about the great names I've thought of while I worked up here."

Roxy frowned, since he heard the news Eggsy hadden't stopped suggesting outragous names for their child. All names that he knew Roxy would never agree to.

"I think we're on the Ms now. There's Morewenna, Martinstine, Matysh, Madelhari, Magnild, Markell, Mandisa, Maachah, Machnadebai, Madmannah, Ma'awiya, Machar..."

She couldn't help but let out a smile as the names got even more foreign and imposible to pronounce.

As Eggsy continued on his nameing out names, he realized how out of his eliment he was. The plane was one he had never flown before, and he hadn't flown much at all. Roxy was the better of the two at flying. She was far better than him. He didn't remember what all the buttons were for and each screen was telling him something different. If only he could get her in the cockpit...

Eggsy's voice ceased, and Roxy grew curious. The type of curiosity that made one anxcious. Suddenly, Roxy felt vibration from within her front jacket pocket. Her phone.

"Melchizedek."

"What was that Rox?"

"You forgot Melchizedek."

"Ah. Knew it. Would you mind helping me out? I can't figure out the navigation system here, and the air is getting thin."

"Find the air pressu-"

The plane took a hard hit, from what could only be missile fire.

From the background of the call Roxy could hear Eggsy' head set yelling at him in another languege which he didn't understand. Roxy couldn't make it out either.

The plane fougt to stop the inevitable spinning out of control. They were hit with another missile and all bets were off. They were going down.

Roxy closed her eyes for three seconds, racking her brain to find an out for their current predicament.

When she opened her eyes, Harry Hart was no longer sitting beside her. He was pulling Eggsy Unwin out of a new hole in the cockpit door. Roxy noticed a large parachute on Hary's back. Within seconds Eggsy had her in his arms, and they had jumped out of the plane all together.

"I'm very glad that this parachute held up. The three of us... I'll have to compliment Merlin's handiwork in buying us the best brand of emergency parachutes on the market." Harry said with a smile, as he brushed off some of the dirt from his shoulder. He seemed surprisingly like himself. As if nothing had ever happened to him in the first place. "Now, I recall a mission in Belgrade, years ago, where the parachute was not as good as this one. It was a close scrape. A tough call..."

"How did you do that?" Roxy asked, as she tried to gain back her footing on the ground. She looked ready to barf now too.

"Well, I knew where the emergency parachute was, and I knew we were in a tough spot. It was the most logical thing to do. Grab you two and jump. I have been doing this thing longer then the both of you, combined."

"Harry? Is that really you?" Eggsy eyed him curiously.

"Of course it's me. It's always been me Eggsy. Just, now I'm more me." He tapped his head. "I guess all I really needed was a gentle tap on the head."

Eggsy's eyebrows furrowed.

"My laptop hit him on the head pretty hard, Eggs."

"Ah." Eggsy shook Harry's hand and they shared a man hug. "So good to have you back Harry. You have no idea. I've so much to tell you!"

"I've been back. Just suppressed. You've treated me awfully cold these past few days."

"Sorry bout that. It's just, I knew you were in there, but I was frustrated. It's all very complicated."

"Yes. I suppose it is... now. We've got to get out of the middle of nowhere, and get to somewhere soon. Preferably before nightfall."

"I agree."

"I sent a distress call out to Merlin."

"Good to know. But the temperature is about to drop. By my quick look at the maps in the cockpit. I believe we're somewhere in Greenland. How we got here... That's a mystery for another time." Harry eyed Roxy and Eggsy with a look that said "you should've been paying more attention, as oppose to arguing" without saying a word.

"Greenland... just our luck."

"If we've learned anything about luck, it's that we have absolutely none. Whoever they were" Roxy pointed upwards, "wanted us dead, and will not stop at blowing that thing up. They'll send a search party. We don't have long."

"My point exactly." Harry gestured forward, north in fact. Harry was an old fashioned bloke when it came to navigation without technological helpthe sun rises in the east and sets in the west, so they went north.

It didn't take them too long to find civilization, much to everyone's surprise. A small town, with a very quaint pub, that also doubled as the only grocery store within miles. They did have a phone though, with international line capabilities. Harry dialed some numbers and talked to some 'old friends' as he put it.

Eggsy bought Roxy a water, and himself a beer. Which he didn't take a liking to. "Strange, innit?"

"Hmm?"

"To have Harry back."

"Ah. Yes. Yes it is." Roxy replied near absentmindedly. Her mind was just somewhere else. "Eggs,"

"Yeah?"

"If we put away Poppy, and her goons, who would want to kill Harry? No one. Everyone thinks he's dead. Everyone knows he's dead. No one really knows about the Statesman either. Not well enough to intercept their pilot intentionally. Unless they were highly motivated..."

"Are you saying... That these people are after the two of us? I mean I wouldn't be surprised seeing as we've made quite a lot of enemies. But most recently..."

"Radcliffe." They both said at the same time.

"Though he's dead, he did run a top notch organization. With big partners, and even bigger threats. He had friends in high places." Roxy shook her head at no one, after coming to this realization.

"Who we helped unseat and put behind bars." Eggsy added, then took a sip of his ale. A sip that he promptly spat back into his glass.

"Not all of them." Roxy added. She rubbed her temple and closed her eyes. This day just kept on getting worse.

"Hey." Eggsy wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her cheek. "Nothing we can't handle. Nothing we haven't done before."

"I know... It's just we've done this before. Just the two of us. But there's three of us now. Things suddenly feel scarier." She placed a hand over where her child was forming.

"It didn't seem that way to me, when you took on Poppy all on your own. Just the two of you."

"Hey. I was angry. You were dead. Potentially."

"And he was dead. Officially." Eggsy pointed his head at Harry, who was still on the phone.

Roxy just shook her head. "My point is, Eggs, what if we begin to run out of luck? All the worst case scenarios that we play out in our heads 24/7, what if they start coming true? I know I'm a Kingsman, but I'm starting to feel less like one everyday."

"Once one, always one Rox. Just don't worry. I've got you, Rox. Always have and always will. And haven't you hear?" Eggsy let out his carefree smile. "We've never had any luck to begin with."

"Once you two lovebirds are ready, we have an appointment to keep. And we're going to want to make this one." Harry said, cutting in. He eyed Eggsy's beer. Eggsy shook his head back at him.

"It ain't worth it. Trust me Harry." Eggsy put his glass on the bar table, along with a few coins.

The three of them stepped out of the pub, to the crisp air and a surprise. They were surrounded by armed men in full gear, from all sides. All their guns' sights were set on the three of them. It was disconcerting to say the least.

"Don't move." Harry whispered to them. "Follow my lead." He walked forward with his hands high up. "I don't see what the problem is here. I think you have the wrong people. But if there's anything I can help you with-"

One of the men tackled Harry to the ground, while the others opened fire on Roxy and Eggsy.