Only A Fairytale

Miss Jones

You ran inside the mechanic shop and stopped to catch your breath.

"Y/n! What can I do for you?" You heard a voice ask.

"Uh, we have some guests in town and their car needs fixing. Could you help?" You asked.

"Of course I can! Just take me to the car." He said.

I smiled. "Thanks! Come on, let's go!" You said rushing out of the shop and climbing into his car.

~Sherlock's POV~

I flipped through pages and pages in Henry's book. If he was right then one of these fairytale's characters must be named y/n. There were so many stories in the book and I was just about ready to give up. I sighed in frustration and propped my elbows on the table. I looked around the town. I knew it was a strange place but fairytales? That seems a little bit over the top. I looked back down at the book as the wind blew the pages.
It stopped and there was a picture. The girl looked a little bit like y/n. I read the page next to it and sure enough, her name was y/n Jones. The next part shocked me a bit. Y/n Jones was a pirate with her brother Killian Jones. I looked at the picture and saw the man named Killian. I then knew which character he was.

"Captain Hook." I mumbled.

"Aye!" A voice from behind me said.

I jumped and turned around looking up at the man that I had just looked at in the storybook.

"I'm assuming you've talked to Emma's son." Killian said.

"Uh, yes. So, you are Killian Jones?" I asked.

"The one and only!" He said. "My sister told me that there were visitors here. Would you like me to show you around?" He asked.

"No, I think I'll manage by myself." I said.

"Suit yourself, mate." Killian said and then walked away.

I turned back to the book when someone sat down in front of me. I glanced up and saw John. I quickly shut the book and slid it down next to me.

"What's that?" John asked.

"Nothing." I said quickly.

"Well I saw it was a book. What's it about?" He questioned.

"Uh, true stories of different people." I said.

"Uh-huh." John looked at me suspiciously.

I smiled innocently and John just sighed and shrugged.

"So are we gonna go to the mechanic to get our car fixed?" He asked.

I was about to say something when out of he corner of my eye I saw the car.

"Looks like someone took care of getting it there for us." I said.

John looked also and a confused look crossed his face. "Who?" He asked.

"Let's find out." I said and stood up.

I walked across the street and into the mechanic shop to find out who brought our car here.