Disclaimer: I do not own Miss Peregrine's home for peculiar children or any of the characters associated with them. No money is being made from this story. The only characters I own are my OC's and their storyline.
Chapter 3, Cairnholm.
"Pack some things we are going to Cairnholm and meeting Miss Peregrine," Jake told her. Savannah walked out of Jake's room into her own, packing her stuff and painting things so she could paint. Savannah grabbed all the photos she had of Alma, Fiona, and Claire. The next day they were on the boat going to Cairnholm. Savannah was drawing a picture of Alm, Claire, and Fiona together.
Her father noticed a bird and got all excited, pointing it out to his children. Savannah looked up and saw a peregrine bird hovering above them. She smiled, not realizing she was showing the picture of Alma, Claire, and Fiona to the bird.
"Hey, Miss Peregrine. It's me, Jake. I'm Abe Portman's grandson. Don't crap on us." Jake said, then looked over at his dad's disbelief face.
"Dad, I'm kidding," Jake said while the bird flew off towards the island. The boat had finally made it to the island. Savannah stopped painting her picture. It wasn't finished yet, but she would finish it at the inn.
They walked towards the inn where their father started looking for the owner while Jake looked at a mummy but was startled by someone laughing behind them while Savannah started laughing. Hearing Savannah laughing, their father came back to see a man in a wheelchair and a man behind him.
"Do you know where the manager is?" Their father said the man walked over to him.
"Sorry, that's me. I was just helping Uncle Oggie to the loo." He said, shaking his hand.
"I'm Kev. There are two rooms upstairs," Kev said.
Savannah, Jake, and their father went to their rooms, Jake and his father sharing while Savannah had the one to herself. Savannah put her painting against the wall. She would finish it soon.
That night Savannah kept waking up from nausea every two hours. She went into the bathroom and threw up, and when it finished, went back to bed. At Five o'clock in the morning, when she threw up again, she decided not to go back to sleep, so she got dressed in her purple top, light blue tight jeans, black jacket, and her black boots.