This is my first story. Please R&R if you can.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

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When a person experiences a great emotional pain.

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When Dean was 4, he cried for a whole night.

He had been curled up in his bed, crying non-stop.

He had started a little after his dinner and he kept crying, he couldn't calm down at all.

Both Mary and John had comforted him and tried to calm him down, nothing worked.

A little while after they had decided that Dean just needed to cry for a while and left, Dean had started clutching his chest and squeezed at his heart through his shirt.

When he finally calmed down enough to go to sleep, it was 8am. John had entered to check his son. He saw Dean with his hand still clutching his shirt and the tears still wet on his pillow.

Dean woke up at around 2, with nothing wrong with him. He just acted like it never happened, even though he still had a small pain in his chest. But he didn't have time to learn about it.

Sammy was coming home soon!

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Or any sort of physical pain.

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When Dean was 6, he experienced a huge pain in his left arm.

He stopped playing with Sam and fell over from where he was sitting clutching his left arm, crying for John.

John got up and drove him to the hospital as fast as he could while Mary stayed at home with Sammy.

"What were you doing before this happened?" Doctor Jim asked looking at Dean from his seat.

"Me and Sammy were playing with blocks. I helped him spell his name!" Dean proclaimed smiling hugely. His pain had dulled down enough to calm him down.

"Anything else?" The Doctor asked. Dean shook his head, and the Doctor looked at John. "Has anything like this happen to him before?"

"When he was 4, he cried through a whole night and clutched his chest. Does that have anything to do with this?" John asked concerned. He was the one who insisted that Dean was fine while Mary insisted that they should take him to a doctor.

"The X-rays don't show anything. So they're just phantom pains. This is the 5th visit for him correct?" Doctor Jim said staring right at John.

"Yes, we just figure his soul mate's in a ...dangerous environment. Or clumsy." John said sighing.

"Even then, to cause this much pain at their age, when they haven't even met. That's rare." He said impressed.

"Is there anyway to stop this much pain before it happens again?" John had asked.

"Not from my experience." Doctor Jim replied while turning to Dean. Looking at him he spoke again. "You're just going to have to be a brave little soldier and deal with it sometimes. Can you do that?"

Dean nodded with a serious face, and they were able to leave.

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With no reason about how it happened, or no explanation.

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When Dean was 9, he broke his leg.

Him and Sammy were messing around in his Uncle Bobby's house with their cousin Jo. Dean wasn't paying any attention and fell down the stairs to their basement.

Bobby rode with Dean in the ambulance while Ellen drove behind them with Sammy and Jo. John and Mary were on their 3rd honeymoon and had their phones off.

After about 10 hours, they had him in a cast and a room for a couple of nights where they could watch over him. Dean had been really quiet during the process.

"It'll be fine, Dean!" Sammy said from his place at the foot of his bed. "You get to come home soon!"

"I know that Sammy." Dean replied calmly.

"Then what's wrong?" Jo asked from her chair next to the bed.

"I'm just worried how they are." Dean replied again laying into his bed.

"Your soul person?" Sam asked.

"Yeah."

Both Bobby and Ellen were surprised that Dean was concerned about a child he had yet to meet.

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That is what their soul mate is feeling.

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Dean was 11 and Sam 7, when Mary and John died in an accident.

The driver had been drunk and ran a red light, right into their car.

During the funeral and afterward. Dean had never shed a tear...in public. He held it together, to comfort Sam.

The night after they had buried their parents, him and Sam shared a bed for a few nights.

Dean had wanted to cry as much as brother did. He wanted to scream how it wasn't fair. How his parents were taken from him and his brother to early.

But he didn't. He comforted his brother until he coped.

A few weeks was how long the sharing a bed lasted. When Dean had his first night alone, he silently cried himself to sleep.

The pain in his chest hurting to much.

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When they touch, their pain stops.

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When Sam was 16, he ran home to tell his brother great news.

"I found her!" Sam shouted once he found his brother, who was outside working on his Baby.

Dean looked at his brother before replying. "I told you your inner woman was there. Didn't take long to find, huh Samantha?"

Sam sighed. "Bite me." Before he stood across from Dean. "My soul mate Dean. I found her!"

At that, Dean paused and looked up at his brother. "How you know?"

"She tripped and fell a few steps ahead of me and skid her knee. I felt a small irritation, but shrugged it off. But when our hands brushed as I helped her gather her things, the pain stopped!" Sam said smiling hugely. "Her name's Jessica Moore, Jess. We have history and math together. She's also in A.P. Bio like me."

"Two geeks, couldn't have guessed." Dean said wiping his hands off with a rag. "Congrats Sammy. She know?"

"Not sure. And I mean it could be a coincidence, but we're going to study together tomorrow after school so-"

"Sounds like you already like her." Dean said interrupting his little brother. "Just call me when you and your girl are finished."

"Thanks Dean." Sam said gratefully and left to go inside with a huge smile on his face.

Dean was glad his brother found his girl. He could tell this was the same girl who sprained her wrist when she and Sam were 8, and broke her left pinky when Sam was 5 (when Sam found out about the soul mate deal.)

He really was glad, ecstatic even; however, a small part of him was wondering when he'd meet his soul mate.

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So they can live their life with happiness and a less pain together.

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Dean was 25 when his brother was celebrating his engagement.

"Thanks for coming, Dean." Sam said hugging his brother.

"Like I would miss this." Dean replied with a huge smile. When he opened his mouth to tease his brother, he felt a huge pain on the right side of his back. He had to shut his mouth and steady himself, cause it felt like he would shoot forward a step or two. Once he took a deep breath, he looked back up at Sam and saw concern.

"You okay?" Sam asked looking his brother over.

"Yeah man. Just pains." Dean said attempting to shrug off the pain. The pain was worse than usual, though.

"Must be bad to affect you that much." Sam said looking around the room.

"No more than usual." Lie. "Now introduce me to some people. Preferably, hot ones." Dean said with a gleam in his eyes.

Sam rolled his eyes and ignored the comment his brother made. Sam knew that Dean had been actively looking for his soul mate for the last year or so.

When Sam finally found who he was looking for, he gestured for Dean to follow him through the crowd.

"As much as I would love to do that." Sam stated not even trying to hide the sarcasm. "I have other things to do and deal with. So I'll be leaving you in Castiel's capable hands."

"So I get to finally meet the mysterious, Soul major, Cas? About damn time." Dean grumbled as he followed his brother across the room.

Castiel Novak was Sam's roommate from his first year at college. Him and Dean have yet to met, and that's not or lack of trying on Dean's part. For two years, Dean would randomly pop by when he was so sure Cas would be there, even stayed the night once or twice; sadly though, they had yet to meet each other.

All Dean knows about him, is from what Sam told him. That Cas was a Soul Major, interested in how the Soul mate/Phantom Pains work. He had 4 older brothers, Michael and Lucifer he hasn't met (and doesn't really want to speed that meeting up) but Gabriel and Anna he has. His family lived in Lawrence until he was 4, when he moved to California. Then he came back with his brother Gabe. And that him and Dean were the same age.

"Yes, Dean." Sam responded, stopping before Gabe who was talking to the man Dean assumed was Cas. "Dean this is Castiel. Cas, this is Dean."

Dean stared at the man. 'Not at all what I imagined.' He took in the others appearance. Cas was wearing a blue suit, his blue tie (that matched his unearthly blue eyes) was backwards and that made Dean smile a bit, making him forget a little about the pain on his back. Dean reached out his hand and greeted the other. "Nice to finally meet you, Cas."

"Likewise. I've heard a great deal about you." Cas said shaking Dean's hand with a small smile and a voice that Dean wanted to hear more of.

Once Dean's and Cas' hands touched though, the huge pain that was on his back disappeared.

Dean was shell-shocked, even though he didn't let himself show it.

'It's just a coincidence.'

"I gotta go help Jess out." Sam said leaving the three alone.

Sam's voice woke Dean from his internal struggle of 'It could be a coincidence, or it could be him.' He let go of Cas's hand and greeted Gabe.

"Hey Dean-o!" Gabe said greeting Dean.

"Hey man. What's new?"

"Nothing much. Heard you almost broke your hand recently though." Gabe said teasingly.

"Yeah. Almost." Dean said laughing it off. He turned to Cas and explained. "Last Monday, I dropped a wrench on it. Just a nasty bruise that's mostly gone now."

"Good thing you drink your milk." Gabe commented.

"Yeah. Still hurts like a bitch though." Dean replied flexing his left hand. He looked over at Cas and saw him flexing his left hand as well, while Gabe was looking at them with a smug expression. "I'm going to grab a drink."

'It's just a coincidence. That's it. Cas could've hurt himself there too.' Dean thought to himself. He got a few steps away and saw a table edge. He looked over his shoulder and saw Cas still messing with his hand and Gabe talking to him with a smirk.

'I should just make sure.' Dean thought as he hit his left hand "accidentally" while walking by. He turned to seem in pain and saw Cas cringe visibly and set his drink down so he could cradle his hand.

When Cas looked up, their eyes meet and Dean knew the pain was worth it.

'Not a coincidence.' Dean thought as Cas headed towards him.

Dean was 25 when he met his soul mate, Castiel Novak.

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I have decided to do a sequel from Cas's PoV.