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Victoria stood outside during lunch recess at the elementary school she worked at. She always somehow managed to get stuck with yard duty. It had uncommonly hot all day despite what the weatherman had said that morning while she was getting ready and she was miserable. She dressed far too warm.

"So many regrets," She groaned and placed her scarf on the top of her head in an attempt to block the sun from her sensitive, fair skin.

"Hm?" Burt looked up from his phone. He had been texting a guy that he had met online all week and had been hiding his phone behind her while he was texting so none of the other teachers could spy his lack of professionalism.

"I only feel regret," Victoria repeated dramatically. "I always wake up freezing and dress based on how I feel then. I spend the rest of the day dying. You would think I would have learned by now."

"Really, Victoria, you are better than that." Sherlock spoke up.

Victoria spun around, knocking into Burt and sending his phone flying. Burt stared at his phone in silence, the look in his eyes showing just how tragic the moment truly was for him.

"Sherlock! What are you doing here?" Victoria looked at the man in surprise.

"What do you mean? I told you I was going to be here today." Sherlock looked around casually, the adults by his side obviously not worth his full attention.

"What? No you didn't," Victoria crossed her arms and took a step closer to him.

"I did," Sherlock disagreed, "Yesterday, in fact."

Victoria narrowed her eyes at the man that finally decided to let his eyes land on her. Their eyes locked. She quirked her eyebrow. He quirked his.

"Was I in the room when you told me?" Victoria asked after a moment.

"Oh how should I know?" Sherlock rolled his eyes and pulled his phone out. He stuffed it back in his pocket.

"Sherlock, you can't just say things and expect people to hear them just because you want them to."

"I've always managed to get my point across."

"You probably waste time with your miscommunications. You are so caught up in wanting to save time that you waste even more time." Victoria knelt down to pick up the phone that Burt was still staring at dejectedly.

"It's not my fault everyone is too incompetent to follow along with my superior mind," Sherlock dismissed.

He and Victoria stared at each other for a moment longer. Burt cleared his throat causing Victoria to look away. Sherlock watched her shamelessly, his gaze penetrating and unmoving. Something happened in those few moments of eye contact.

"Not that I mind or anything, cutie, but why are you here?" Burt asked Sherlock just before the bell rang.

"I need to observe." Sherlock turned his attention to Burt, "I figured the best way to see children and how the young mind works would be in their natural environment. I'm going to sit in on a Victoria's class for a few days."

They all started walking toward the class rooms.

"And why would you need to do that?" Burt asked, his perfectly shaped brows raised.

"A case, of course," Victoria answered.

Sherlock nodded and a small smirk, "Precisely."