Only A Fairytale

A Deal With The Dark One

You didn't know how you could describe this moment?  Happy?  Yeah.  Heartwarming?  Also yeah. But none of those really described the moment. Then it came. Magical.  This was a truly magical moment that you shared with Sherlock. You pulled away and you looked into his eyes.

"I love you, Sherlock Holmes."  You said.

"And I love you, y/n y/l/n."  He said smiling brightly.

You heard someone clear their throat awkwardly and you turned to find that it was John.

"Yes?"  You and Sherlock asked simultaneously.

"Get a room."  He said.

You smirked at Sherlock but he looked down at you confused. You rolled your eyes and laughed. But it faded when a thought came to your mind.

"Do you have to go back to London?"  You asked.

Sherlock looked down at you and sadness was evident in his eyes.

"I don't want to."  He said.

"But?"

"But I will have to."  He said.

You looked down sadly and forced back the tears that threatened to fall.

"How soon will you have to go?"  You questioned.

Sherlock opened his mouth to answer but someone else did it for him.

"I'm afraid he's stuck here."  Mr. Gold said.

You turned to face the Dark One and snarled.

"What do you mean?"  You asked.

"Well he's signed this contract. He can't leave until he has fulfilled his end of the deal."  Gold explained.

"What did you do for him?"  You questioned.

Everyone around you knew about this deal except for you. You were clueless. Well, for only a little while longer.

"He helped us find you."  Sherlock answered.

You looked at Sherlock with tears in your eyes. You then turned back to Gold.

"Rip it."  You ordered.

He laughed, "I'm sorry, what?"  He asked.

"You heard me.  Rip it up so that Sherlock doesn't owe you anything!"  You demanded.

Gold acted as if he was thinking but you already knew the answer.

"Hmm....no.  I'm afraid I cannot do that. Mr. Holmes is stuck here until I call on him for that favor."

He then waved his hand around in the air and disappeared. Everyone stood there silently. You were torn between two decisions. You were slightly happy that Sherlock had made the deal because then he would be here with you for, who knows how long.  But you also didn't want him to have to stay away from his home. He wouldn't be happy if he were stuck here. Not truly happy.
You wanted him to be happy more than anything. So you decided to make a plan to get that contract ripped up. And you knew just who to ask to help you.

A/n: Hey guys!  Sorry I haven't updated this book in a while.  I keep forgetting about it but I'm trying. It's just hard to keep up with more than one book at a time but I like having a variety. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and are enjoying this book!  Love you all! 😁❤️