Jack Crawford had forced Will to go to a school to teach something about his job or just talk about it in general. Of course, without the more gory parts.

It made Will sigh as he walked into the classroom, he glanced around before staring ahead at the wall behind the students.

"Hello, my name is Will Graham. I'm a Special Agent for the FBI. Please ask questions after my presentation." He knew the students would probably interrupt and all he could do was hope that nobody acted like a class clown.

Will took a breath before he began to talk, explaining what he did and how he worked. How some others worked.