It was around 12 am in Baker street, London and was a surprisingly hot day even for summer, so it was a great day to make some changes in her life, and that's exactly what Caitlin did. Today was a new start for her, she was leaving behind her past, the nightmares and the memories and was starting her new life in 221c in Baker street, as a physical anthropologist, she was excited, yet nervous, unlike most people Caitlin's mind worked different, she could analyse every detail and remember it, which come in handy with her drawing as she loved art, she could read people like a book, it was a trait she got of her mother, along with her fiery temper and her naturally beautiful looks.

She placed the last box on the floor and sighed, this was needed, although her horse may not be too happy about the move, she grinned.

''Knock knock dear'' Caitlin was snapped back to reality and spun around to see a little old woman, she smiled ''hello mrs Hudson''.

''I see you're all moved in now, i bet you're knackered'' she chimed, stepping in through the door.

''Yes i am, i think I'm going to take a break'' Caitlin replied, sitting down on the new sofa.

''Ooh that's great! as i want you to meet the boys upstairs'' she grabbed Caitlin's hand and dragged her up the stairs to 221b, she halted at the door, grinning from ear to ear, and walked in, not even thinking to knock, ''Boys! come here!'' she waltzed in calling out to the what seemed empty flat.

Caitlin tiptoed in behind the old woman, looking around the flat, seeing the moose head with headphones she grinned, someone must have a good sense of humour she thought just before she was snapped back to reality by two figures coming into view, a shorter man, who was looking pretty pissed at the moment and then there was a taller man, he was a little more dressed up than the shorter man, in a purple shirt, god that looks good on him she thought, Caitlin ran her eyes up to her hair, it was a dark curly mess yet it suited him, and those cheekbones! they look sculpted, she was too busy taking in this man's every detail to notice his gaze up on her until she met his icy blue eyes.

For the first time in her life she felt speechless, she just kind of stood there, not knowing what to do.

John decided to break the awkward silence ''ahem…John Watson..Doctor Watson..actually'' John smiled at her making her relax a little more.

''Caitlin O'Neill'' she replied, feeling her confidence rushing back to her.

She turned back to the taller man who was still gazing upon her, ''and you are…?'' she questioned, slightly annoyed he was staring at her.

Sherlock looked at her, she was about average height, must of been in her late 20's, her hair was a dark brown, long and curly, she had next to no make up on and yet she looked unusually pretty especially her dark brown eyes, they stood out to him, so easy yet so hard to read.

John rolled his eyes at his lanky friend, clearly understanding what was going on, ''uh.. that's Sherlock Holmes, you will have to excuse his shitty behaviour'' John spat that last word, so that's why he's pissed she grinned.

''Why are you smirking?'' a cool voice broke the silence, she looked up to see Sherlock asked her a question.

''Because i know you're trying to figure me out'' her smirk widened.

''Well well, aren't you clever'' he drawled, rolling his eyes.

She crossed her arms ''go on then, deduce me'' she dared him with her eyes, not once breaking the eye contact.

Sherlock grinned, he loved a challenge.

He stared at her, ''You're in your late 20's, you have moved from the west, your slang in your accent gives that away, you are sporty, by the looks of your toned legs and rear it's a sport which involves them muscles mostly, so horse riding and by the looks of your hands you are a musician'' he finished, grinning from ear to ear upon seeing her face, but that slowly faded when he saw her smirk return, he groaned ''what did i get wrong?''.

''I'm not a musician, i'm an artist, and i am very surprised you got that i ride from checking out my ass, yet i also do other sports, but i mostly train at the gym'' she winked and laughed upon seeing John's expression, ''you checked out her ass?! i don't know wether to be surprised or annoyed!'' he moaned at Sherlock, who just merely rolled his eyes.

''So you are an artist..what an interesting job..'' he mused, sarcasm dripping off every word.

Caitlin laughed ''no! oh mr Holmes!'' she teased stepping closer towards them ''i'm a physical anthropologist, I'm working with barts'' she smirked at seeing his surprised face, and John's, well that was just a picture.

''You're the new member?!'' John questioned, his voice getting higher with every note.

''Yup'' she simply said.

''Did they tell you who you would be assigned with for cases?'' he questioned again, shooting Sherlock a sideways glance.

''Uh.. kinda, because my mind works differently, they like to call it photogenic, they said i'd be with another 2 people, a doctor and a…consulting….detective..'' she trailed off, oh no, how could she not know?! she was teamed with them! permanently.

Sherlock grinned, ''welcome to the team, Caitlin'' placing his hands together.

''Lesterade has already me a case for us to look over, come up her tonight at 6, we will need to go over it before we head to it tomorrow'' he stated before turning on his heel and walking off.

Caitlin smirked ''don't bother with the food, i don't eat when I'm working''.

John's face dropped once more, it was like another Sherlock ''am i the only normal one here?!'' he moaned.

In unison both Sherlock and Caitlin turned around ''normals boring..'' and at the last word being said both looked at each other, smirking.

Caitlin turned on her heel, ''i'll be here at 6'' and walked out the door.

Sherlock stood there, staring at the door she just exited, a faint grin on his face.

John spotted this ''oh my god, you like her don't you!''

Sherlock's usual emotionless face came back ''what no, don't be absurd!''

John laughed, '' you do! you fancy her!'' .

Sherlock merely rolled his eyes and walked back to his experiment.

Hi guys, i'm taking a hiatus from my stubborn love fic, as i want to get this story going!

please be nice, it's my first sherlock fanfic.

rate and review? thanks :)