11 | S H A D Y

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Bailee was swinging her uninjured leg off the edge of the stage in the lecture theatre sucking on her lollipop, as she listens to Reid talk to the students. Rossi and Reid asked if she wanted to come to the talk, they were doing to get more university students enrolling into the FBI. She agreed as it was one of her days off and she would have stayed in her apartment watching movies all day. When she saw the students giving her questionable glances assuming they were confused about why a child would be there. She raised her eyebrows at the students getting sick of the stares and immediately the students ducked their heads down, smiling at their reaction she focused back on what Spencer was talking about.

"Most of us have done extensive post-graduate work in areas such as Abnormal Psychology and Sociology, as well as intensive study of relative casework and existing literature."

"And that's what we're here to talk about." Rossi explains. Bailee saw a middle-aged man with grey hair enter the lecture hall looking at Rossi slyly.

"Shady" Bailee mumbles as Rossi starts speaking again "For that, the academics are wide open. Everyone in this room, once you graduate, regardless of your course study, is eligible to apply to the FBI."

"What did you study?" A student asks Rossi.

"Criminal Justice, but sports appreciation was all full up at my community college." Rossi jokes making the students laugh and Bailee snort.

"I hold doctorates in chemistry, mathematics, and engineering, as well as Bas in psychology and sociology," Spencer says making the student stunned.

"How old are you?" Another student asks.

"I'm 27 as of last month" Bailee gaps "How come I never knew? You and I are going to have words genius boy!" Rossi chuckles at Bailee's pouting face.

Spencer looks like a kicked puppy at Bailee's comment but continues "I'm also completing an additional BA in Philosophy. Which reminds me that I have a joke" Rossi shakes his head knowing how bad his jokes can be.

"How many existentialists does it take to screw in a light bulb?" Spencer asks excitedly.

Rossi whispers "Don't" with a pleading look.

Spencer ignores him and answers "Two. One to change the light bulb, and one to observe how it symbolizes an incandescent beacon of subjectivity in a netherworld of cosmic nothingness." Spencer laughs.

There's a moment of silence in the lecture Hall with confused students and a defeated Rossi then Bailee starts bursting out laughing clapping her hands together. "That's a good one" Spencer smiles at her reaction.

Rossi walks over to Bailee and whispers "You didn't understand that did you?"

Bailee scoffs and shakes her head "No clue"

After the Lecture talk, Bailee stood behind the two agents as the students thanked them. They started to walk to the entrance as Rossi turned to Reid "You do know we want them to actually join the Burea."

"What? Yeah?"

"We want these kids to think it's a cool place to work."

"No, I understand that," Reid says.

"Existentialism?" Rossi questions as Bailee laughs quietly.

"Existentialism, that was.... that was a very joke. What do you mean?"

"Yeah, to Sigmund Freud"

"Bailee got the joke. I tell them.... They shouldn't send me to this, and they keep on sending me here. I don't know why." Spencer says.

"Bailee dropped out of high school she doesn't understand most things" Rossi states.

"Ouch Rooster "Bailee mumbles.

"Unless they're about coding, hacking, her blueberry lollipops, or the marvel movies" Rossi finishes.

"True" Bailee shrugs.

"And because your young" He adds.

"Young or Jung?" Spencer asks as the silver hair guy from the lecture talk comes up to them.

"Dr. Reid?" the man questions as Reid and Rossi both look at him.

"Damm it. Shady dudes back" Bailee goes closer to Rossi.

"Wouldn't they sit in the dark and hope that the blub decided to light again?" The strange man asks. Reid looks confused at his question "Excuse me?"

The strange man tapes his pointer finger on his chin "An existentialist would never change the blub. He would allow the darkness to exist."

"Yeah, that's pretty good," Spencer says, the three agents walk down the stairs of the university.

"I'm professor Rothchild it was a brilliant presentation. Brilliant. You're a remarkably effective recruitment tool. The FBI is very lucky to have you." The professor says. Bailee who is still wary of the guy shields herself behind Rossi.

Spencer nods "Well, thank you for saying that"

"May I show you something?" the Professor asks.

"Of course," the man gives Spencer his folder to look at. "It's all right here"

Spencer's smile drops and looks back up from the folder "I don't understand. What are these?"

"Seven homicide victims." The professor sates.

"Homicide?" Bailee questions.

"Seven women, the bodies have never been found. Not a fingernail, not a hair fibre. Acid is a very tidy way of disposing of something." The man collects the photographs from Reid's hands.

"Acid?" Rossi asks getting suspicious of the man.

Reid looks at Rossi and then back at the professor "are you saying that you killed these women?" The Man walks closer to the agents as Bailee grabs onto Rossi's blazer for comfort, to remind her she wasn't alone with this creepy man.

"There is still time to save the others, though "The professor looks over his photos with interest.

"Others?" Rossi was concerned for the public's safety and for Bailee's if this professor was telling the truth. "Five more" He replies.

"What do you mean?" Spencer asks the now suspected murderer.

"In a bit less than nine hours, five other people are going to be dead unless you can find a way to save them." The professor concludes, looking at the three agents and then throwing his photographs of the seven victims down the university stairs.

Bailee huffs throwing her hands up in the air "Knew he was shady, that's it! I'm never leaving the lair again my bad luck is increasing incredibly too high for my liking"


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