It's frankly ridiculous, Spencer thought while he stared at the device in his arm. The idea that science and math and all things logic could help point you to the ever illogical idea of a Soulmate. Still, at age 15 when all the kids in his college classes mocked him and shoved him in the hallways, he couldn't help but think that maybe the idea that his soulmate exists is enough to help him cope with the pain.

Spencer is now 20 years old and working with the FBI as a profiler. He's a certifiable genius and has helped solve many a case with his co-workers-turned-family. Spencer thinks his life is good. He is also unreasonably upset that his TiMer is still blank and that his 'soulmate' could have shown up a little sooner. Still it can help prove that he's right, that science and love don't mix the way that they should. Science is logical and love is not. At least, that's what he's heard.

Still. If he can beat science, what can't he beat? When JJ calls them into the office he hopes this killer is not the answer to his question.

Working at Quantico has made Spencer's time fly, he realizes the week before his 25th birthday. It has also brought him one Derek Morgan. For that simple reason he is grossly glad that his 'One' decided to leave him hanging and that he could fall in love with this insanely kind man instead.

That's what Spencer decided, anyway, was that he was in love with Morgan; that butterflies would flare up and that he would rather spend an evening doing paperwork with Morgan than going home and quoting Star Trek to his TV.

He may or may not be ridiculously happy that Morgan does not have a TiMer.

Spencer doesn't like to talk about his TiMer, he wears long sleeved shirts and blazers to hide it and at this point in his life he barely spares it a thought these days. Then Morgan asks the one day it's too hot for him to wear anything more than a button up with the sleeves rolled up and Spencer can't seem to not answer him.

"My mom swears by them so when I was eligible she made it happen." Morgan doesn't say anything for a moment and Spencer is torn between talking further or waiting for Morgan's response. He does what he's always done: turn the conversation away form himself. "Why don't you have one?"

Morgan shifts where he's sitting on Spencer's desk as though he's nervous even though Spencer has seen Morgan do everything from stare down a gun to dance with two girls at a bar and he knows for a fact that Derek Morgan simply does not do nervous. "Life is about detours and I can't believe in something that says I'm not allowed to take detours."

Spencer isn't to sure what to say because the TiMer has personally made his earlier years a hell-ish void but he knows, statistically, that the TiMer does work. It's a little disconcerting that this might be the first time in Spencer's life that science and his personal feelings have ever crossed in such a way. Spencer doesn't know what to do so he simply starts speaking again. "I mean, I know my TiMer is pretty much not worth having because Science has determined that my Soulmate doesn't exist so I'm probably getting it removed."

And while Spencer doesn't know why he decided, out of all the things he could say, that he would say that, he does decide that, for a genius, he's also an idiot because removing the TiMer is a viable option and it's the best idea he's ever had. No restrictions, free to be with Morgan without the impending thought of a Soulmate coming into his life. Detours.

Morgan is still silent but is now looking at Spencer as if he's lost his mind. "That's a big step, kid. You can't get one again if you do."

But Spencer is grinning now because that's perfect and he's so giddy and light that he nods at Morgan's worried face. "Do you want to get dinner this evening?"

And suddenly the world falls out from under Spencer because asking Morgan on a date was not part of his plan for today or until he was 100% sure that Morgan felt even remotely the same towards him.

Getting off the desk Morgan shakes his head. "Not tonight, Pretty boy. I've got other plans." And even though he's smiling Spencer is pretty sure that Morgan is sad for some reason and Spencer cannot fathom what it could be.

By some miracle Spencer's local TiMer facility has an appointment open that evening and he's too excited not to take it. When he's face to face with the Matchmaker and her manager Spencer feels like a teen again, unknown faces leaning over him to change his life.

The manager is telling him about why they discourage Removals but Spencer knows already, remembers from when he signed the agreement when he was 13, and is too lost in the feeling of that nostalgic lanky, clumsiness that he used to have.

"Just do it." Spencer cut's him off, and he's not usually so curt but it feels like his stomach is going to burst with anticipation if they wait any longer.

They set up the device and as it hovers over his wrist a sound starts echoing through the little clinic-like room. The Matchmakers make a happy sound and pull the device away only for their faces to fall. Spencer knows that sound, has heard it for the past five years of his life and knows that he's being called away on a mission.

Spencer sits up and answers the phone from the pocket right by his TiMer'd wrist. Wheels up in 30.

As he goes to get out of the reclined chair, Spencer opens his mouth to tell them he'll reschedule but a similar sound to his phone chimes through the air cutting him off.

His brow furrows. "What is that?"

The Matchmakers grin in a way that looks unnatural, the same way that everyone who works for the TiMer company does. "That's your TiMer! That means that somewhere your Soulmate just got their very own TiMer!"

Spencer looks to his wrist, both employee's crowding his space to do the same. "That's not right." And trust his luck that his TiMer, when it finally get's the chance to function, can't even seem to do that properly. After all this time, and he can't get a moment of satisfaction. His TiMer showing only a series of zeros where there had once been unassuming dashes.

"I have to go." Is all Spencer can say, his brain on autopilot, taking him back to work and to his to-go bag and to the case beyond, mind occupied with his asshole of a One who has just ruined his life and his victory over science.

Spencer spends the plane ride unable to sleep and drowning out all sounds with his headphones. He can't concentrate on anything and it's driving Spencer mad. He flips through the case file once more and still can't seem to remember all the important details he needs to. His sleepless trend continues when they get to the hotel that night and he storms his way through his night routine and knows that, when they get a moment, someone will come and talk to him about how he hasn't so much as looked at anyone yet. Reid kind of hates his life. He hates the TiMer more.

It isn't until he's waking up to someone knocking at his door that Spencer even realized that he had fallen asleep. He climbs out of the bed and sees Morgan shuffling out in the hall when he looks through the peephole.

He opens the door, curious and also dejectedly. "Hey." He greets, unable to turn his best friend away no matter the situation. Morgan looks up to answer but a sudden chime cuts him off, much like what happened to Spencer what seems like an eternity ago.

The sound comes from both of them and they both look to their wrist that's glowing brightly and blinking furiously at them. Spencer can't seem to breath.

"It is working." Morgan says, his grin bright as he looks back to Spencer.

"I can't believe you got one." Is all that comes out of Reid's ungrateful mouth. "What about detours?"

"Took them. If you're the main road though, I'd rather do without."

And Spencer shakes his head because that is too corny, even for a world where Soulmates exist and where Morgan apparently loves him back. "This is exceptionally poor timing."

Morgan nods, smile still on his face that Spencer can feel himself reciprocating. "When we bring this guy in do you want to go back to Quantico and I can take you up on that dinner offer?"

Spencer can't believe this is his life but nods anyway. "Would you like to come in now?" he offers because he would honestly like nothing better.

"I'd like that."

And maybe Spencer didn't actually beat science, but he thinks, as he closes the door behind Morgan, that his consolation prize is better.

A/N: Obviously loosely based in the same universe as the TiMer movie. I suggest watching it if you have not seen it. I also could not see a way out of this without it being ridiculously cheesy so I went with it.

Edit: A couple people have come to me a little confused about this universe and because I don't have two hours to fill you in here's the essence of it. Everything in this universe is the same as real life except science has made a revolutionary breakthrough where by charting chemical levels in a person with a device (the TiMer) they are able to determine the day in which you meet your Soulmate and, when your eyes meet, it lets you know that's the person (through the new surge in chemicals). Obviously there is no law in place stating that you have to get a TiMer so there are those with blank TiMers because their Soulmate has yet to get one and, thus, they cannot be matched together in the TiMer database. There are other things to consider such as not having to get together with your Soulmate because all the TiMer does is tell you it's them, nothing more, but if you want to get more into that I suggest the movie.

I suggest the movie anyway it's great and shows you a very human and imperfect view of the universe.

Hope that helped!

Thanks for all the positive feedback. I have another chapter almost finished so that should be up fairly soon!

-Reiver