Ah, nope! If that other answer was confusing, it just means that Jacob from his canon story would have been a better option to meet than the Brothers Lost version of him! If he’s met little guys before, Jacob learns very quickly to treat them like people. He’s already learned not to keep pie from Dean, after all! There’s hope for him yet, like there always is.

Just for clarity, in every AU except for Brothers Apart that we have created so far, Jacob and Bowman have not met each other at the time of the first story in each AU.

If they had, Bowman would give this Jacob a good bopping for sticking Dean in a coffee pot. Bowman’s Jake knows better than to treat smols like that. Silly boy.

I have a feeling those little guys would end up with pie, but they’d get out of the room as fast as possible regardless. It’s dangerous to be around any humans, and they might seem friendly, but it’s better to be safe than sorry.

None of that would stop Dean from coming back to their room later on and demanding an explanation for all of it. How do they know about little people like him? Do they plan on trying to find anyone else in the motel?

He’d want to make sure the others at the motel weren’t in any danger before letting his guard down.

You can count canon Jacob in with the friendly humans too. Bowman has bopped those lessons into his head many times. We’ll just have to see if Sam and Dean do the same with Jacob the drifter.

Actually, the only Jacob in the Brothers Apart stories/AU’s that is from the timeline where he met up with Bowman will be the Jacob that will appear in Brothers Apart itself in a future story. Otherwise, each time you see Jacob Andris appear, it is a different Jacob who took a different path… just like how Sam and Dean are different in each one.

I think Dean might have a much easier time with Jacob if the teenager had already encountered a certain sassy sprite. These two will be butting heads right from the get-go!


“Why do you think I did it?” Dean growled at the human, his voice bouncing off the curved wall of glass he was stuck behind. He pointed up at the ceiling he couldn’t reach. “The next time I stick you in a coffee pot like the morning brew, we’ll let you make the decisions.” He crossed his arms, prepared to do what it took to outlast the human. He’d never give away the others, and he was prepared to deal with the consequences for that decision.

Jacob’s eyebrows shot up yet again. He had to wonder where the little guy was keeping all that sass stored up, because it didn’t look like it’d fit in his tiny frame. He pondered the snarky words while the little hands brushed at those tiny clothes. Every movement was so familiar, but in such a small miniature that Jacob could almost miss it if he wasn’t looking right at the little guy.

“Come on, man, I already said I’d letcha out. No need to make such a big deal out of it when you’re the one who was sneaking around in my room,” he pointed out. “What were you-” he started to ask, but his eyes flitted to the white styrofoam takeout box still resting on the table.