Fenchurch was very confused. Just a second ago she had been sitting next to Arthur in their first intergalactic holiday. She was now sitting in the grass in some kind of field she had never seen before. She was trying hard not to panic, but she had heard a lot about the kind of things that can happen in the intergalactic travel. She made a pause, trying to control herself and making different plans in her head. Suddenly a familiar noise caught her attention. It was the noise of a common internal combustion engine. She happened to be on her home planet, or something oddly similar.
She ran as fast as she could towards the noise. The man driving seemed human, and he stated speaking in English. She found out she was somewhere in the UK, on earth. She was amazed because the odds of ending up in her home planet were almost nonexistent. The driver took her to the small town where he lived, and there she found a temporary job, got a temporary home and decided that there was no way she could get out of there, so she would wait and see. Fenchurch remembered Ford Prefect had been stuck on this planet for fifteen years. Now she panicked, because she remembered that this planet was supposed to be destroyed by the disgusting Vogon fleets. She then remembered what Arthur had told her, and she figured that she was in some other dimension, since the date was already past, and the planet was standing in one piece.
One morning, while Fenchurch was working as a waitress she saw the picture on TV. It was Arthur, with a very weird man, completely different from Ford, in some kind of press conference. She couldn't turn up the volume before they changed to some other news. But she had seen him, it was Arthur Dent! Fenchurch was ecstatic. She was resigned to never see him again and there he was, somewhere in London, obviously making appearances wherever he could so she would see him if she was on earth too. She asked to a coworker about the picture and the tall man, and she said the tall one was very famous detective and his name was Sherlock Holmes, and the other man was his blogger and assistant, John Watson.
Fenchurch ignored the fact that his name was not Arthur, so she decided to save up her money and go to London. She found out from this detective's website that she would be able to contact him and finally meet Arthur again. So there she went, hoping that he would be the one she left, or rather vanished away from, and really hoping he would be happy to see her too.
"The science of deduction" In there, she found the information she needed to findArthur. She contacted them as one of their customers, and soon, she was standing outside of their flat: 221B Baker Street. She was received by an old woman, who seemed to be their housekeeper.
"Hello. Is this where I can find Sherlock Holmes, and John Watson?" Fenchurch asked.
"Yes, come in, dear. Are you one of their customers?" she asked with a nice smile on her face. Fenchurch decided that she wouldn't be received if she wasn't, so she said she was and the lady let her in.
Soon she was in a very messy living room, and the tall man came to see her. The old woman left and she was left with Sherlock Holmes.