Decided to update some of my older fics :)

They stared at him in shock. Morgan felt life drain from him.

"Brain...tumor?"

Reid nodded.

"They can operate on it," he said quickly. "But it'll still be a while before I recover from it completly..."

"Oh my God," whispered Garcia and JJ's blue eyes watered with tears.

Morgan's eyes closed.

"How long have you known?"

Reid sighed.

"A days."

"A few days!"Emily cried out. "And...And you didn't tell us?"

Reid blinked back tears.

"I wanted things to remain normal, for as long as possible. To pretend I wasn't sick."

Morgan was shaking. He couldn't believe Reid was this sick.

"Reid..."Garcia's voice trailed off.

"Did you tell Hotch yet?" Morgan asked.

Reid started to shake his head but a voice was interrupted.

"Tell Hotch what?" Hotch. Reid started to tremble a bit.

Hotch stood there in front of the group.

"Reid? Is there something you want to tell me?"

Reid looked at Morgan who sighed.

"You should probably tell him."

Reid knew that Morgan was right.

He stood up and tried to take deep calming breaths.

"I'd like to see you alone, sir."

Hotch nodded.

"Very well." He placed his folders under his arms and Reid slowly followed. Morgan winced at the timing of the situation as he was still adjusting to the shock of Reid being this sick.

Reid sat in the chair in Hotch's office.

Hotch sat as well. He had a feeling he should be nervous. Whatever this news was, it clearly wasn't good.

Reid licked his lips.

"I...guess there's no easy way to say this," he sighed. He lowered his eyes. Hotch had no idea what to expect. "I'm sick," he said quickly, ripping off the bandaid. "Like...really sick. I have a brain tumor."

Hotch stared at him, shock hitting him like a wave.

"What?" He couldn't believe it. Reid has a brain tumor?

That wasn't possible...

"It's treatable," Reid said quickly as he noticed Hotch's face. "But I'm going to have to have surgery soon...really soon. And it'll take a while to recover from that."

Hotch nodded but his mind was still processing what was happening.

"I'm sorry for not telling you this earlier sir," said Reid quickly. "It's just...I needed things to be normal...just for a little while."

Another nod. Reid bit his lip, not liking the silence.

"You're...not mad at me, are you?"

"What?" Hotch lookd up at that. "No of course not...it's just a lot to process, Reid. And I'm sorry, so sorry."

Reid nodded solemnly, not sure if he believed him yet. Suddenly something felt odd inside of Reid. As if his body couldn't sit still. He felt his leg start to jerk.

Hotch stared at him.

"Reid? Are you okay?" He pushed his chair back as he noticed more jerking from Reid's legs, andf finally from his entire body. It was like he was having some kind of fit. Real panic siezed Hotch. "Reid? Reid!" He rushed towards Reid when the kid slid to the floor and continued jerking. Hotch leaned over Reid's body, his entire face white. Oh God, what the hell was happening?

"Reid? Reid! Help! Someone! I need help!"