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When Sherlock walks into the Biology classroom, a few minutes early as usual, he is thinking about last night. It's a bad time for it, but he is hardly going to start thinking about Biology until it is absolutely necessary.

He takes his usual seat and settles in to await Miss—to await Bella.

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- yeah. Yeah, he was kind of trying not to think about that.

In fact, he's tried not to think too much about the subject of the Milliways dead in general since his own father died.

"Yeah," he says quietly, staring down into his soda can.

Sherlock quietly puts his hand on Cal's shoulder.

Cal glances up with a thin smile.

"Fucking Milliways."

"Perhaps it's nothing," Sherlock murmurs. "The evidence is not very solid."

"What made you think it was?" Cal asks.

"Something he said. I made an offhand comment about paternalism and he echoed it back to me. It... seemed to fit, all of a sudden."

Cal - looks a little doubtful. As evidence goes, that is kind of on the skimpy side.

He trusts Sherlock's instincts, though, so it's only a little doubtful.

"I guess it would kinda hard to tell with him," he offers.

"Astonishingly so. Until now, I've never seen him lie anywhere near that well, if he was indeed lying when he told me his business was none of mine."

Cal frowns slightly, thinking.

"He can be kind of . . . have you ever seen him, like . . ." He gestures vaguely, trying to find words. "Like when he saw me and Tony coming up from the basement. He just - changed, all of a sudden. If I'd never met him before, I never would've guessed he was just a biology teacher."

"I know what you mean. Well, working for a secret international organization will have that kind of effect, I imagine."

"A what?"

Cal considers this.

"You think so?"

"There are damn few other explanations for why he is lurking in Sunnydale carrying extraterrestrial technology and covering up supernatural phenomena."

"This is the most bizarre conversation I think we've had in a while," Cal decides after a moment.

"Good to know I have not lost my touch, I suppose."

Cal raises his soda for a drink, snorting a laugh into the can.

Sherlock smirks.

Cal takes a long swallow of soda, then sighs.

"So," he says. "'Discussion about ethics,' huh?"

"Yes. I offered her tea, but she had to go home and consider our conversation in more detail."

"I bet she did," Cal says. Meaningfully.

Sometimes after he sees Tina, he goes home and considers their conversation in great detail.

"Not quite in the way you are no doubt thinking."

Cal is undeterred.

"You don't know that," he says.

"If I were Tony I would bet you a car."

"If you were Tony," Cal points out, "you would agree with me."

"I don't think even Tony could have managed to come away with that impression from a conversation like that. On the other hand, Tony would likely have spoken with her about something else in the first place."

"Well, yeah," Cal says in response to the second point.

Most guys do when it involves a hot girl who's interested in them.