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Sam gave his arms one last stretch before gathering up his satchel again. “See you bright and early, or whenever you flop out of bed,” he said to Bowman before turning away.

Dean’s body stretched overhead, even flat on his back, so Sam grabbed fistfulls of Dean’s shirt, hauling himself up the hunter. The black flannel shirt Dean was still wearing had a comfortable pocket, the perfect size for Sam to use as a sleeping bag. He’d never tell Dean this, but he sometimes preferred sleeping in there. After a lifetime of being raised to fear humans and after being captured and almost sold off by humans not so ago, sleeping on Dean, Sam’s only real source of safety in world, comforted him.

Nowhere else existed where Sam could guarantee his safety like that. Dean’s rhythmic breathing and the gentle thudding of his heart underneath his body helped soothe him as well.

Once he’d climbed up, Sam walked briskly over, lifting up the pocket flap. Dean rumbled in his sleep as Sam slipped in, getting comfortable. The ground vibrated under him reassuringly.

Dean must have felt Sam climbing his side, because the hand Sam had been sitting on moments ago rose up, stretching protectively over the pocket and Sam. “G’night Sammy,” Dean mumbled before he slipped into sleep again.

Sam smiled. “ ‘Night Dean,” he called up as well, settling comfortably under the shadow of the huge hand. Dean’s thumb rubbed gently up his side once before going slack.

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X3 It’s great to hear that! I was thrilled to get Bowman involved with the brothers. They make such an interesting combination, with no end to the sass shot back and forth. It’s why we decided to have him in the tenth story, a nice special edition.

Bowman will be back again in the future in Brothers Apart, and of course, there’s endless possibilities in the AUs we’ve designed. Not to mention, the next time he and the brothers run into each other, Jacob will be around to watch out for his sprite buddies (I can just imagine how he’ll take it when he finds out Dean kidnapped Bowman at first ^^;).

Ah, it’s definitely so great to hear that you are enjoying it! So much work has gone into this collab and it’s been a great experience to be able to see how my Bowman deals with the Winchesters. It turns out he sasses just as much but he can still get the job done. I can’t wait to add Jacob to the mix, and I hope you enjoy the AUs we have lined up. They are works of a lot of time and effort (and also many feels).

Thanks again!

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Be careful when you’re asking things on the internet, because the people on the other end will have no tone of voice or facial expressions to go on. All they have are the words in front of them to interpret, and that’s how the ask came across.

For the future of BA, there’s a few good plans in motion.

  • The story after Lich is completed and currently being edited (it feels so tiny compared to the collabs I’ve done. I have to remind myself that’s how long my stories usually are)
  • Both the little guys living at Trails West and the burrow at Bobby’s will appear again.
  • Barry, Xander and Garen are still trapped and are in need of a human to save them! (Short story introducing them found here) They will appear in a three-story special mini-series within BA itself.
  • Jacob’s feeling left out after missing out on all the fun in Lich, so there will be another appearance of Bowman and the earthbound sprites in BA!
  • Aeternum sprites will return when Sam and Dean least expect with an entirely new sprite that they never expected to see.
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Art commissioned from QuakeArts!

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No worries, I don’t think we draw too much attention to that timeline so it’d be easy to miss. It’s been a little over a year since the events of Bowman of Wellwood, by Bowman’s reckoning. He doesn’t keep a calendar, so he couldn’t tell you exact dates. 😉 Bowman is 19 years old in A Lich of Sense. Makes you wonder how Dean would react, knowing how young the little guy actually is, doesn’t it?

Sneak Peek!

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In celebration of reaching ten stories for Brothers Apart, this story is a special edition. It brings in a new set of characters that I’m very excited for everyone to welcome into the BA universe!

A Lich of Sense arrives officially on December 11th.

Over the last hour, Dean’s movements had become more sluggish, his snark slowing down compared to normal. Sam could feel a pang of fear whenever he caught sight of Dean’s arm. His brother had tied a tourniquet to slow the bleeding while they were walking, but the red stain had continued to spread.

Dean was weakening, and there was nothing he could do.

“Dean, how–” Sam’s query was cut short when the massive hunter suddenly dropped down, going to a sit with his legs crossed. He leaned back against a tree, closing his eyes to the silence of the forest.

It took Sam a few moments to recover, shoulders slightly shaking from the terror of the ground dropping out from under him. It gave the effect of being trapped in free-fall, with no seatbelt to secure him in place. Dean had never done anything like that without warning, or making sure Sam was secure.

“Dean, you alright?” Sam asked worriedly once he caught his breath again. The huge hunter was paler than normal, his lips a brighter pink against the whitened skin.

A green eye cracked open, searching out Sam. “Yeah, Sammy. I’ll be okay. Just… gotta rest for a bit…”

Worry spiked in Sam even more. It wasn’t like Dean to just rest like this… not on a case… and with his injury beyond Sam’s ability to handle, Sam couldn’t risk Dean dropping off into a deep sleep. Most of the time, Dean was an extraordinarily light sleeper, waking at the smallest noises around him (like Sam, arguing with his father by Dean’s laptop that first time they’d met up again), but other times nothing could budge him, come hell or high water.

Standing precariously on his perch, Sam shoved roughly against Dean’s cheek. It was clammy to the touch, ratcheting Sam’s worry up another notch. “C’mon, Godzilla. No falling asleep. You have townspeople to terrify.”

This elicited a grumble from the hunter, but nothing more. Thankful that Dean was still responsive, Sam started to climb down the long sleeve to where Dean’s hands were folded on his lap.

He had an idea.