Pretty Astute Observations

Ouef

20:40

"Graham, how would you feel about a partner?" Jack asks stepping in beside Will.

"I'm sorry- what?"

"What if I could pull in a profiler from the BAU to help keep you on track, Dr. Lecter said I've been pushing you too hard, and Strauss knows the Behavioral Science Unit is understaffed"

"I don't need a babysitter Jack."

"She wouldn't be a babysitter, Will. She's extremely knowledgeable in her field and has experience similar to your...particular situation. "

"Another psychiatrist, Jack? Hannibal, too busy for your liking?"

The bell for the following floor rings, and Crawford moves off the platform just before the doors close he says "Not a psychiatrist actually, a marine." The elevator doors close and Will Graham is left in stunned silence, having just missed his floor and apparently been assigned a new partner.

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09:00

"Most of the time in sexual assaults, the bite mark has a livid spot at the center, a "suck bruise". In some cases it does not. For some killers biting may be a fighting pattern, as much as a sexual behavior."

Jack slams the class door, open and shouts at the room full of students.

"Ok, class dismissed. Everyone out! What did I just say?! Let's go!"

"You're making it difficult to provide an education, Jack."

Despite the previous evening's barrage by his pseudo-employer will still managed, to put together a lesson plan for the day. Little did he know it would not be necessary.

" We found a match to a set of prints we pulled from the Turner home. They belong to a thirteen-year-old boy from Reston, Virginia. His name is Connor Frist."

"Another kid?" Will wondered aloud.

"Another missing kid. Vanished ten months ago, case was never solved."

"How many kids in the Frist family?"

"Three." Will's head snaps to the door of his classroom, he hadn't noticed the red-headed woman approach. She had a delicate and sturdy build 5'5, maybe 5'6, and dark jeans and a tank top exposing her muscled biceps as well as the tattoo 'semper- fi' wrapping around her left arm just above the elbow. "just like the Turner family."

"Agent, Lena Gibbs, I'd like to introduce you to Will Graham."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Will." The man offered a nod in return. "Jack eluded to the fact you've had experience with empaths."

"Quite the opposite actually, I spent some time in London with a man who self-identified as a high-functioning sociopath but it's a very similar skill set the two of you possess."

"Well...we'll see about that. I'll meet you at the car." Will bristles and collects his coat, just barely brushing shoulders with the woman as he makes his way out.

"He's a tough nut to crack, but he'll warm up to you."

"I'm not worried, Crawford. It's nothing I haven't experienced before."

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"Mr. Frist and the children killed first, saving Mrs. Frist for last. Same as the Turners."

"Not exactly the same. Something went wrong."

"Not a single present under the tree for Mrs. Frist...Are we all not going to acknowledge the Navy Brat in the room?"

"Always a pleasure Bev, the unsub took her presents, he took her motherhood."