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When Dean got his TiMER on the night he turned 17 he was pretty excited. Who wouldn't be though? He was about to see how long it would take him to meet the freakin' love of his life.
His, so called, soulmate.
Dean's parents got together without the help of such a TiMER and they were happy, so at first he couldn't quite understand why he was supposed to get one.
But it turned out that these alarm clocks were getting more and more popular and he didn't want to be the only one not getting one. And, even though he didn't say it, he believed that this little timer could really manage to get him the perfect girl.
So when the clock hit midnight he and his parents looked at his wrist expectantly and waited for the time to turn up.
They weren't nervous at first, cause it was normal to take a few minutes, but after 10 minutes had passed by without Dean's clock showing any number at all, he clutched his wrist to his chest.
„..Why isn't it showing anything?“ he managed to ask the doctor who gave him the TiMER clearing his throat after the words were out.
The doctor, who was a close family friend called Bobby Singer, scratched his neck.
„Well, boy...that's a good question.. I haven't seen something like that often yet..“ he admitted and looked a bit worried to Dean's parents.
„So, Bobby, do you know what it's supposed to mean?“ Mary asked calmly while putting an arm around Deans shoulder.
„As far as I know it could mean two totally different things...The good one would be that for whatever reason, Deans soulmate doesn't have a clock yet...that wouldn't be so bad, we can still hope that he gets one soon but if it's the second reason....“
He looked forth and back between Mary, John and Dean being clearly uncomfortable.
„I'm really sorry, but if it's not the first case,than it means your soulmate died before you could meet him..“
Dean just sat there. Dumbstruck. He couldn't quite get his head around the fact that he just heard.
He excused himself and went to his room.
„..Wow...just when I start getting okay with the feeling that there is someone meant especially for me I get told that this person is probably dead and I'm supposed or even destined to be alone forever or what?!“ he thought to himself.
The next few days were hard on them all. Deans parents tried their best to cheer him up. Telling him that maybe his person just wasn't in the right age yet and he shouldn't worry too much about it.
But he didn't care about it anymore. Well, actually he did, but he decided to shove it all away.
So what if there's never going to be a person that wants to stay with him for longer than one night?!
All that timer crap has been made-believe anyways, he figured or at least said that he thought so all along.
His little brother had a better start all together and that didn't make Dean feel any better.
Sammy had a TiMER that worked perfectly. And the lucky duck didn't even have to wait that long.
Only a few years till he entered Law school where he met his soulmate.
Her name was Jessica and she was a pretty blonde student at Sam's school.
Dean felt happy for the two of them, he really did, but he couldn't help but think about his own unmoving timer.
If it worked so good with so many people from his work and Sam's school, why didn't it work for him? Was he really not meant to ever get someone? Didn't he deserve to be loved,too?
He got that he wasn't something special. He finished school with only average marks and wasn't as clever as his little brother, but wasn't the whole love business supposed to work for everyone despite their shitty personality?
It wasn't until Dean turned 24 that something changed.
He awoke in the middle of the night, wondering what the hell could have woken him, since he was alone in his small apartment on top of Bobby’s hobby mechanic station.
He almost chocked on his own breaths as he saw that his wrist was glowing. Not strong, but he could see that it was changing.
Slowly, it began to count upwards. At first it was a row of zeros but when it stopped shortly, it showed 2 days 2 hours 1 minute and 8 seconds
Dean blinked at his wrist. He couldn't believe his eyes and was sure that it was just a dream but after he turned on the lights and sat down in the kitchen watching the time tick away slowly he allowed himself to feel excited.
How did this happen? Why so late? Was this just a disfunction or has there really been a soulmate found for him?
Quickly he thought about the worst case scenarios.
First possibility: His soulmate just turned 17 and thus just got their timer
that would totally ruin the possible relationship with them, cause there was no way Dean would date someone so young, they probably wouldn't fit together at all.
Second possibility: For whatever reason his person hasn't got a timer and suddenly changed their mind. That would be kinda okay.
Third possibility Dean managed to think about was, that his soulmate has been sick or something and the timer didn't work correctly.
He let out a low sigh. There was no way he could fall asleep again this night.
Dean decided to grab some beer and ice-cream before going to bed again.
He watched his TiMER counting down till it read 1 day 23 hours 10 minutes and 2 seconds
After that he slipped into a deep sleep and when he awoke he could only remember the color blue from his dream.