"Detective Messer." An officer in plain clothes with a german shepard on a lease walked up. "I'm Doug Kendris. This is Rocky."

"May I?"

Kendris nodded.

"Hey fellow." Danny bent down to pet the dog. "You ready to do some undercover work?"

The dog sniffed Danny's hand a couple of times then stood still.

"I guess that means he gets that I'm friendly." Danny smiled.

Mac scanned the area around the building. "No sign of Stokes. He could be inside." He turned to Spencer who, with Danny's advice, was dressed in jeans, sneakers and a Boston Celtics t-shirt. The outfit made the agent look about 10 years younger. And no one would have a clue that he had a bullet proof vest on. Or a gun strapped to his ankle.

"Agreed. If I see anyone fitting the description, I'll alert the team." Spencer carefully packed his standard gun, the bug checker and a secure line radio in the beaten up satchel he used as a day bag. He added a pair of notebooks and a thick paperback for effect.

"Well?" Spencer looked at Danny.

"You look like a 14 year old geek." Danny laughed.

"Perfect." Spencer looked at his watch. "it's time."

The team nodded and headed for their places. Danny, Officer Kendris and Rocky jogged out into the grassy yard in front of the building and began to play frisbee.

A few minutes later, the professor walked out of the building.

"Professor." A male voice called out to him. "Professor Bennett."

Bennett stopped and turned to greet the young man who jogged up out of breathe.

"I needed to talk to you, sir."

"I'm sorry but my office hours are over. Come back on Monday."

"I'm not in your class sir."

Bennett looked at him confused.

"Not this semester. I took it last year."

"I don't remember you, Mr?"

"Reid. Spencer Reid. I sat in the third row." Spencer smirked. "A couple of the guys from the lacrosse team called me Hermione because I was always raising my hand when you asked a question."

Bennett stared at him for a moment. "oh yes, I do remember you."

"I wanted to take your summer seminar on colonial literature but the registars office said I needed an approval form from you." Spencer said apologetically. "If there's still space."

"As a matter of fact, I have one space still open." Bennett smiled as he turned to go back into the building, Spencer following.

Danny watched them go into the building. "Dang, he's good." He laughed.

Spencer followed Bennett to his office. It was clean and organized. Bennett went straight to the desk and picked up a file folder. "I just need your ID number, Mr Reid."

Spencer nudged the door closed. "I'm sorry for lying to you Mr Bennett. I'm not a student." He pulled out is ID and badge and laid them on the desk. "I'm an agent with the FBI and your life may be in danger."