Disclaimer- I do not own CBS or Criminal Minds.

A/N- Okay I realize that in the author's note of the last chapter I stated that there would only be one more chapter and then the story would be over however, after re-thinking the plot a little bit I have decided that that will not be the case. So at this point I'm not exactly sure how many more chapters there are going to be.

Chapter Sixteen

MONDAY FEBRUARY 25

As Lyssa sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office her thoughts flashed back to the image that would be seared into her brain until the day she died; a confused and heart broken Spencer calling out to her, begging her not to leave. She knew that she'd hurt him deeply and for that she was more sorry than words could describe however by causing him this pain now it was her intention to spare him from future pain. She was going to die and she didn't want him to have to watch her waste away. The pain of her dying before his very eyes had to be worse than the pain caused by her departure.

"Lyssa Knight."

Jarred from her thoughts by the sound of the receptionist calling out her name Lyssa got to her feet and made her way back to the doctor's office. The nurse led her back to the small exam room where she was soon joined by the doctor, Dr. Gray.

"Well Lyssa we got your blood work back," Dr. Gray said as he pulled a chair over and sat down in front of her. The elderly doctor gazed into the young woman's eyes, a serious expression on his face. "And there's something that you and I need to discuss."

BAU HEADQUARTERS

LATER THAT SAME DAY

"So how's our boy genius?" Morgan asked as he joined the other members of the BAU in the conference room. Reid was still in the hospital, although his recovery was going as well as could be expected. The young man was still depressed over the fact that Lyssa had left him however his friends were doing all that they could to ease some of his pain.

"He's okay," Garcia said in a quiet voice. "Still a little messed up over the fact that Lyssa left but I think he's going to be okay."

"Well that's good," Morgan said. "So what do you say you and I go over and visit him after work today?"

"I'd say that sounds like a plan," Garcia said, offering him a smile.

"Then it's a date baby girl," Morgan said, offering her a winning smile.

"Alright everyone," Hotchner called out, gaining the attention of the group. "We have a case here in D.C that requires our attention. . ."

LYSSA'S HOUSE

MONDAY FEBRUARY 25

"Oh Shiro-chan," Lyssa said softly to her little dog as she buried her face in his soft fur. "I can't believe this. . . first I find out that I have cancer, which will be nearly impossible to treat, and now I can't even take the treatment. And this changes things with Spencer."

The little white dog gazed adoringly up at Lyssa and yipped softly.

"Yea," Lyssa said. "I know how you feel about it. Guess I should have listened to you all along." Getting to her feet Lyssa grabbed her purse and her car keys and then bent down to rub her little dog behind the ears. "I'll be home later Shiro-chan."

The dog offered her one last yip as she made her way toward the front door.

HOPE MEMORIAL MEDICAL CENTER

AN HOUR LATER

When Lyssa arrived at the hospital she made her way up to Reid's floor however she had to pause outside of his room and take a couple of deep breaths. She had some things that she had to tell him however there was a very real chance that he wouldn't want to talk to her, not that she could really blame him if he felt that way.

"Alright," the young woman said, taking one final, deep breath and steeling herself for what was to come. Lyssa knocked lightly on Reid's door and then opened it slowly and stepped inside.

Reid's gaze went toward the door, expecting to see one of his team members, and his eyes widened in disbelief as his searching gaze fell upon Lyssa.

"Hello Spencer," Lyssa said in a soft voice as she slowly made her way across his room toward the bed where he lay.

"Hey," Reid said quietly, wondering to himself why she was there since she'd made it pretty clear the last time that she couldn't handle the stress of a relationship with him.

"Listen Spencer," Lyssa said, pulling a chair over to the side of his bed. She sat down and gazed over into his eyes. "I know that I hurt you and for that I'm really sorry."

"Just tell me why," Reid said. "You knew that my job was dangerous and. . ."

"I lied to you before Spencer," Lyssa said, interrupting him. "I just used your accident as an excuse, which was pretty low. I'm sorry but I promise that I was only trying to spare you more pain."

"More pain. . ." Reid repeated.

"I'm dying Spencer," Lyssa said bluntly, having decided that the direct approach was the best way to proceed under the circumstances. "I have a brain tumor and I didn't want you to have to watch me waste away and then die. I thought that things would be easier for you if you thought I was a jerk and that's why I left."

"I didn't think you were a jerk," Reid said in a quiet voice, his gaze focused on her face. "And just because you've been diagnosed with cancer doesn't necessarily mean you're going to die. Statistically. . ."

"I can't undergo treatment," Lyssa told him, interrupting his statistics on cancer survival rates.

"Why not?" Reid wanted to know. "You can fight this and I promise I'll be there for you."

"I do need you to be there for me Spencer," Lyssa said in a quiet voice. "But I can't undergo chemo or radiation."

"Why?" Reid asked again. He couldn't understand why she didn't want to fight the disease. Sure it looked bad however that wasn't any reason to just give up.

"I'm pregnant," Lyssa said in a quiet voice.

TBC. . .

A/N- And there we have chapter sixteen. It was always my intention to for Lyssa to get pregnant however in the original ending Reid didn't find out about it until after her death. However I decided that that was just too depressing so I reworked the plot a little bit. Hope you enjoy and if you don't I apologize.