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3 years later...

Amelia stared at the papers. Lucy Abbington. She traced her finger over the birth certificate, school documents and passport. Sophie had done well fabricating an entire life for her. She sighed and stood up from the dusty kitchen table. Striding over to the bathroom, she stared at the stranger in the bathroom mirror. She had grown out her boyish pixie cut and dyed her feathery blonde hair a rich chestnut brown. With the intense green eyes and heavy makeup she could see nothing of her parents in her face. She hated it. She pulled out the contacts and gazed at her father's navy blue eyes. God, even after three years it still hurt. Straightening her shoulders, she put on a stoic face, Watsons are good at coping she chastised herself, and allowed herself a small flicker of excitement. First day of high school tomorrow she thought, and if all goes well, med school in a year.

William winced at his friend Daniel as they hurried to class. "She slapped you? A bit dramatic don't you think?" Daniel huffed.

William groaned, "It's not like I was cheating on her. At least I was gentlemanly enough to break up with her when she ceased to interest me. Honestly, is it my fault she became so boring?"

"I really hope you didn't say those exact words to her, mate"

"Of course not," William scowled. "I have more social tact than that."

"Hey, at least she lasted a bit longer than the others. Two whole months!"

William glared woefully at his friend, "and that was only because mother insisted on a family vacation to Greece and father insisted on dropping by Sweden, for what reason I don't know. But he was certainly irritable about it for weeks afterwards."

"Had to investigate something for your all powerful uncle?"

"I deduced it was more of a personal affair."

"You and your deducing, come on! We're going to be late for bio." Daniel laughed, dashing down the hallway. "At least we're guaranteed a seat though."

That said seat was taken by a beautiful brunette. Daniel whistled under his breath, "New girl. I get dibs, Will, after all you just broke up with Claire" William rolled his eyes; the girl would end up boring him after a month anyways, and nodded his assent. "But I'm still going to demand my seat back, " he grinned wolfishly. Daniel scowled "Don't scare my future girlfriend away."

Amelia doodled on the cover of her notebook. Damn, the lung dimension was a bit off. She gazed outside as she contemplated her character. Lucy Abbington, the exceptionally smart yet socially awkward foreign girl. A tiny part of her was terrified she'd slip up, but the majority of her reveled in the thrill of keeping up a disguise. Adrenaline junkie, just like her dad. She knew she had the exceptional ability of being able to take on different personas; even her parents weren't able to recognize her when she didn't want them too. She knew she didn't have a single tell when lying and just recently...she had learned just how deadly she could be. "Excuse me, I know you're new here, but unfortunately you're in my seat" Amelia looked up to be confronted by the spitting image of her father's former best friend, Sherlock Holmes.

William looked at the girl. Hunched shoulders, tapping foot, staring out the window to avoid eye contact, typical insecure new girl. Cheap notebook, standard civilian clothes, middle class and unoriginal. Yet the drawing bespoke intelligence, the detail was astounding and everything as perfect, down to the scaling, except for the lung, but he was willing to forgive that. Her eyes widened a fraction when she looked at him and he lowered his voice. "Obviously intelligent, likely you want to attend med school, but shy and socially inept, so the best thing would be for you to sit up front so the teacher will notice you without you having to make the painful effort of showcasing your brilliance" he purred. The girl nodded quickly and almost tumbled out of her seat in her haste to move. "Hey, let me help you." Daniel offered, winking seductively. "I'm Daniel, and this is my friend, William." The girl stared at the ground, and breathed "Lucy". Daniel carried her stuff to the front of the room, chatting away as she followed, docile as a lamb.

Daniel plopped down next to William. "Beautiful and inexperienced, my favourite," he laughed, "What'd you deduce about her, Will?" William rolled his eyes and rattled off his string of deductions. The girl was obviously living alone, missed her parents, passionate about medicine, hoping for a surgical position where human interaction would be minimal. She was exceptionally book-smart, but terrified of the world, probably coddled by her parents as a child. "All in all, nothing extraordinary about her," William concluded.

Amelia touched her hidden earpiece, and letting her hair fall in a curtain fall around her, smiled victoriously. It had been too easy to bug Daniel. She would have to stumble into him to retrieve it before he went home, but it was worth it.

She had fooled a Holmes.