A/N: For some reason, I cannot get over this sickness I have. I am exhausted all of the time and do not have the energy to write. So I am updating when I can! Hope you enjoy!

You have elected to go for a walk, you have to. Reid volunteered to stay behind with JJ- and while at first you refused to leave, you soon realize you had to make a decision. And you had to make it soon.

You feel comfortable leaving JJ with Reid. Really, you feel comfortable leaving her with any member of the team. You consider them family just as much as JJ does; so much so that you have given permission for the hospital to provide any medical information to the team members.

And with the upcoming battle, you know you are going to need them, that JJ is going to need them.

Your JJ, your wife, has cancer. And it is as bad as it gets. And you replay the conversation with Dr. Greer your mind, over and over again. You cannot remember the exact words she used, but she was clear on two things.

The first being the absolutely horrific nature in what the Cancer was. It had been identified as glioblastoma - an extremely aggressive form of Cancer. And then it got worse when Dr. Greer had told you that JJ's particular tumor was a massive stage four. When she informed you that a second tumor had been found, you broke down.

And for the next hour, Dr. Greer sat with you; explaining your options. And you find yourself overwhelmed.

It was Reid who suggested breaking it down, prioritizing what needed to be done.

So you found yourself now, trying to make those decisions. And it is impossible. It isn't something you and JJ had ever discussed, and even though she is your wife; you have no idea what she would want.

So, after a long walk, coffee, and some thinking, you head back to JJ, and you have your answer to give to Dr. Greer. And can only hope it is what JJ would want.

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"JJ, babe." You whisper, sitting down on the bed next to her. "I spoke with your doctors earlier today and you are very sick. There is a golf ball sized tumor growing on your brain." You reach over and gently touch her forehead, debating if you can voice what has been told to you. "It is
causing the pressure in your brain to become dangerous, so the medical team here has elected to keep you in a medically induced coma- at least until the swelling goes down. They are doing everything they can to help you. They think the tumor and the swelling are causing your
seizures; but have you on some anti seizure medicine now." You reach down and gently kiss her on her nose, smiling at the mere contact with her. "They want to take you back for a second surgery, to see if they can remove the rest of the tumor, while there they are going to start
chemo." You cannot hold back the tears now. "You have a form of cancer called Glioblastoma, JJ. So, once I sign a piece of paper, the doctors here, Dr. Greer, is going to take you back to the OR and another doctor will be there, and they are going to inject the chemo right into the site of the tumor. I think Dr. Greer called it intra-operative chemo. It is the safest for you right now; and it will at least begin to start the treatment process."

You tuck a blanket around her, one that Henry gave you to give his mom. It is his favorite blanket, and one that, until now, he has never let out of his site. "I will be right back." You tell her, and step outside to sign the consent.

And as you do, you take a deep breath, hoping that this is what JJ would want. And with a few flicks of your wrist, you sign the paper, and give the medical team the consent to schedule surgery and begin chemotherapy. And pray that somehow, the cancer that everyone is calling fatal, spares your wife.