I had this idea in my head that I decided wouldn't work out like I wanted to so, I am hoping that this suffices and you enjoy! Please R&R!

Making tough decisions

Tuesday morning, Spencer drove to Rossi's house to pick him up for Spencer's follow-up appointment with his doctor. After they got to the doctor's office, Spencer started to get nervous about what the doctor would say about what had happened yesterday.

"Reid, you alright?" asked Rossi.

"What? Oh yeah. I'm fine just thinking," replied Spencer.

"What about?"

Spencer hesitated. "Well, I'm starting to think that maybe with what happened yesterday and whatever the doctor says today, maybe I should tell everyone. I just don't really know how."

Rossi nodded. "I know it will be hard. Just think of the time when I came back to the BAU. It took me awhile to get used to talking out the cases with you guys."

"That's a little different though. I mean it wasn't that you were scared. You just didn't think it was beneficial."

Rossi laughed at the face Spencer made when he said "beneficial". "That could be true but still, I'm guessing there's times when we have all taken a case hard and not known how to talk about it. But we always felt better after finally just sucking it up and talking to someone."

Spencer was about to reply when the nurse called him back. The teammates got up and walked together into the doctor's office and sat down in the chairs facing the desk.

"Good morning, Spencer," said Dr. Brown sitting down in his own chair behind the desk.

"Hey, Dr. Brown. This is a member of my team, and a good friend, David Rossi," Spencer said indicating the man sitting next to him.

Rossi and Dr. Brown shook hands and Dr. Brown opened up Spencer's file. "Well, like I told you the other day, we do have some options we could to try if you decide you would like to try them."

Spencer nodded. "I'd try almost anything if it meant not losing use of my legs in front of my team again."

Dr. Brown looked at him confused. "What do you mean, Spencer?"

"We were on case yesterday and we had just got back to the police station and my legs just gave out from under me. The whole team was standing there when I fell."

"Hm," was all the doctor said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Rossi.

"Well," the doctor started. "If he is already losing some of his motor skills, even if for only a second, then some of the trial medications aren't going to work. You've advanced more than I thought."

Rossi instantly put his hand on Spencer's shoulder as his mouth opened in astonishment.

"So what does these mean?" Spencer asked a little scared of the answer.

Dr. Brown hesitated a moment. "It means that the blood you do have is not reaching your extremities like it should be. You might lose all use of your legs or arms, which is part of Stage Two of this disease."

Rossi asked how many stages there were altogether, but Spencer wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the answer.

"There are only three stages and then after he reaches Stage Three, it won't be long until..." Dr. Brown trailed off.

"Is there something we can do to prevent him from ever reaching Stage Three?" asked Rossi.

"Well, there is one that is surgical. It's where we take part of your heart out and pump it with clean blood from a transfusion, but that's a very painful procedure and taking out part of his heart would be tricky. It would have to done carefully."

Spencer looked at Dr. Brown. "Is that the only way?" He didn't need to be told what could go wrong with that kind of procedure.

"There is a trial medication we could try. It's supposed to clean out the blood that passes through the heart and sends it back into the body hopefully helping to make your blood be able to reproduce like it is supposed to," Dr. Brown explained. "But, like I said it is only a trial and it could not work like it was intended. They have done thousands of hours of research and in most cases it has worked but they have never tried it before with the type of blood disease that you have."

Spencer sat in thought trying to weigh the differences to see which one he thought he should try. Rossi looked at Spencer waiting for him to speak up and tell them which one he would try.

"You said the surgical one has a chance of not working also?" Spencer finally said breaking the silence. When Dr. Brown nodded, he continued. "But it is the most effective way to prevent Stage Three?"

"That we know of so far. The procedure could also be a success but you just regress back into the same place you are now. The medication would be constant medication and we would leave you on it until you no longer have the disease. Of course we would monitor you to make sure it is working like it is supposed to," Dr. Brown explained.

Spencer was silent again for some time. Rossi almost thought he had fallen asleep until he looked up and turned to him. "What do you think I should do?"

Rossi studied Spencer's face and noticed the concern on his face. He could see that Spencer had no idea what the best thing to do was. For being a genius, he was stumped. It unnerved Rossi to see Spencer that confused and he knew the younger man was scared to have to make this kind of decision on his own.

Rossi turned to Dr. Brown. "If he was to try the medication, and you found that it was not working, could we then try the surgery?"

"That is what I would suggest, if the medication didn't work first," answered Dr. Brown.

"And what are the side effects of this type of medication?" asked Rossi.

"Well, possible effects could be nausea, sleeplessness, nose bleeds, slight hearing loss and numb fingers," Dr. Brown explained.

"So, you think this would be better Rossi?" asked Spencer.

"I think if you can get over some of the side effects that you should try this medicine first." Rossi placed his hand on Spencer's shoulder again.

Spencer nodded. "Ok, We'll try that then."

Rossi knew all of this was taking a toll on Spencer and knew that he wished that he didn't have to go through all of this. He was just starting to get his life together. He had Emily now and not to mention the rest of the team who he saw as family. He knew that if he didn't make it that it would leave a big hole that no one else would be able to fill.

The doctor finished writing out the prescription and handed it to Spencer who thanked him and walked out of the doctor's office after Rossi. They would just have to wait and see what happened now.

Hopefully you can start seeing some light in the dark corners of my story. Anyway, Hope you enjoyed and I will try to PMS!