Chapter 1

The doctors' room was small, bare, and as soon as it was entered, it forced the nose to curl because of the strong smell of disinfectant that impregnated those four walls continuously, carried around by the doctors and nurses who were stopping there for a sleep, when it was allowed.
The beds were bare; only a light brown blanket warmed their occupants, even on the coldest days.
Spencer and Aaron did not care.
The filthy place was enough for them, as long as no one discovered them at that moment.
Aaron did not even care for that, actually.
He was too busy biting and sucking the soft lips of his little doctor, who drove him crazy while trying in every way not to let loose moans so they wouldn't be discovered.
"Let yourself go, baby ..." the mischievous black haired man whispered, as he began to bite his neck with enthusiasm.
Spencer put his hands on his chest to remove him, even if reluctantly, "We can't ... and ... and you know it ..." it was hard to reason when the other treated him that way.
His hazel eyes were half-closed, bright with desire.
Aaron's hand went to slip between the long brown hair of the other, forcing him to expose his neck more to his hungry kisses.
It was no longer possible to speak for Spencer, who finally decided to let go and let slip those long-awaited moans of pleasure from his lips.
For months, he and Aaron didn't have a little time just for them, and Spencer couldn't resist without the other.
He continued to let out plaintive moans from his lips, until a hand ended up between his legs, squeezing him tightly.
At that point he gave a cry of pain mixed with pleasure.
Going up his long neck with small warm kisses, Aaron whispered in his ear "Hands on the wall, now ..."
His warm breath sent shivers down Spencer's back and he nodded, full of lust.
He put his palms on the wall, shaking expectantly, when ...
"Doctor on duty immediately in Emergency 1"
The loudspeaker started screaming, definitely ruining the atmosphere.
"Doctor on duty immediately in Emergency 1!"
" Fuck!" Aaron shouted behind him, and a second later, the young doctor no longer sensed the presence of the other against his thin body.
His head was clouded, so much so that it took him a while to remember that he was the doctor on duty that night.
He quickly ran his hands through his hair to get the best of it when he realized that Aaron had already run out of the room.

Before leaving, he grabbed the white gown he had casually tossed on the bed twenty minutes ago and hurried down the corridor.
Like him, he saw other white coats running toward the different rooms of the patients, called uninterruptedly by the loudspeaker on their heads.
Although he had been working there for months, those corridors still gave him the feeling of being stared at by the envious eyes of his colleagues.
Spencer understood them.
Seeing a twenty- one year-old wearing a big white coat was not a common thing.
He was used to it.
From an early age his brilliant and unusual mind had isolated him from his peers, leading him to play, study and live always with people older than him, with whom he had learned to measure himself forever.
He had graduated at thirteen and got his medical degree at sixteen. That had allowed him to enter the hospital and finish his specialization by the age of nineteen and every time he crossed the corridors he remembered all the sacrifices he had to make to have some respect in that field. .
But there was still a long way to go, especially with some of his colleagues who were not very hospitable
He reached the room where they had called him in a few minutes.
He could not believe it!
He had visited that same patient in the morning and he was in great shape!

What had happened to him !?

"Luckily you arrived, Doctor Reid ..." Aaron (or rather, nurse Hotchner ...) addressed him in that way to hide from others the true relationship of "friendship" that bound them.
"What do we have here? Spencer asked, approaching the patient.
Two nurses and Dr. Rossi checked the vital signs of the man, who was fumbling for air.
Spencer frowned "I visited him this morning and he was fine ..." he murmured, incredulous.
"Well ... now he's sick ... he does not breathe and his heart is accelerated ..." Aaron exclaimed hurriedly.
Dr. Rossi approached the nurse, exclaiming "He's about to have a heart attack ... he needs glycerin!"
Spencer looked carefully at the patient; no, there was something that didn't seem right ...
It was not about the heart.
" No! It isn't a heart attack. It's a pulmonary embolism ... "he retorted, attracting Dr. Rossi's angry gaze on himself. It certainly wasn't a good relationship between the two.
"How can you say it? We haven't done any analysis yet!" The eldest doctor shouted at him with an unearthly rage.
Their faces were one inch away from each other.
"Trust me! I just know it ... " Spencer tried to convince him, and then turned back to Aaron, who was waiting to know what to do" Nurse ... prepare immediately a solution of anticoagulants ... " he exclaimed, under the eyes of an incredulous Rossi.
"On it" Aaron exclaimed, running out of the room.

Rossi's eyes were frozen in Spencer's hazel ones. The kid wasn't intimidated at all.
"I hope for you that that big brain of yours is right, brat ..." These words hurt him, but he did not show it "Because if this man dies, it will only be your fault!"

The common room was still empty at that time and Spencer certainly did not mind it that morning.
His mind still tormented him with the words Rossi had reserved for him.
It will all be your fault ...
He shook his head.

Why did he worry? He had been right, the patient was out of danger for the time being.
He smiled as he stepped into the room next to the cafeteria and saw Aaron in his gorgeous nursing uniform staring at him with his big dark eyes.
He was sitting at a table and holding a steaming cup in his hands.

Spencer immediately recognized the smell.
Aaron smiled at him, inviting him to sit down at his table. "Come, I've made you a cup of ginger tea, your favorite. How is Mr. Bertland now? »
"Better, but it was close ..." the young doctor exclaimed, abandoning himself in the chair in front of Aaron. The man handed him the big hot cup.
Spencer smiled: it was incredible how a stern man as his boyfriend was capable of so many kindness.
"Thank goodness you were there, otherwise that asshole Rossi would have killed him! »
Taking a long sip of tea, Spencer exclaimed, "I was just lucky ..." he lowered his eyes, too modest for Aaron's tastes.
He would have liked to eat him with kisses: he smiled at the thought that he would probably do it later, at his house, in his bed.
"Luck has nothing to do with it, Spencer ..." he said, taking his hand in his "You have instinct and heart ... you're good with people, much more than older doctors who have been working here for years!" He smiled sweetly.
Spencer withdrew his hand from those of the other "If you do not stop provoking me, I'll soon receive a termination letter from the hospital..." he took another sip of his tea.
"It is normal, between two lovers, to exchange effusions, from time to time" Aaron smiled
"Not here ... if they find out about us, we'll be in big trouble and you know it. And Rossi is just waiting for me to do something wrong"
"In my opinion you worry too much, little one ..." the black haired man exclaimed, bringing his face closer to the other's one.

Spencer turned away slightly "It may be, but what happened to that patient ... something really strange is happening here, lately ..." he murmured, his hazel eyes suddenly grew darker and darker.
Aaron looked confused. "What are you talking about? He murmured, too gloomy, now.
"The sudden worsening of patients who were doing great before ..." Spencer continued, taking another sip of tea from his cup.

Aaron seemed to relax again.
"Well, we're in a hospital ... people always relapse, it's common " he exclaimed sympathetically.
"It may be, but there is something that definitely doesn't seem right ..." Spencer retorted thoughtfully.
"Are you going to talk to the Director?" Aaron asked.
"To tell him what? That I have a bad feeling? He would tell me to relax and take a vacation " the doctor murmured, dejected.
Aaron took again one of Spencer's hand in his own "It's not a bad idea, just the two of us ... on a ship, maybe . I could kiss you when I want and do ... other things ..."
Spencer smiled, blushing, then suddenly returned serious.
"It would be great, but I have to do one thing first ..."

" Why? Are you sick? Derek asked with a strange smile on his face.
Spencer wrinkled his nose: that laboratory smelled of ammonia and other chemical concoctions.
He shook his head "I only asked you for a blood test! He exclaimed, hurried and a little nervous.
"Yes, but you never asked them for yourself, which is a bad example for your patients ..."
"I just want to take away a strange feeling " Spencerretorted, urging his friend to work harder and ask fewer questions.
"Not to mention the time ... if you come during your turn means that it is really urgent. " Doctor Miracle "would never be absent from work!"
Spencer rolled his eyes " Doctor Miracle "?"
Derek chuckled "A nickname invented by the residents ... because of the highest number of patients you saved. You are an example for them, they admire you"
Spencer shook his head "I lost a lot of them too ... even if I don't see it as a competition"
Derek's tone became serious, suddenly "You're wrong, Spencer ... this is a competition ... if we win, people live ... but if we lose, people die!"

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