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April 11th excerpt: 

Dean went on. “That’s one of our smallest toys. My brother just keeps it around because our dad gave it to him before he passed. I mean, when you hold it up to,” his hand reached into his pocket, “this, there’s really no comparison.”

His fingers looped firmly around Sam’s body. He could feel his little brother trembling even as he was withdrawn into the light. Regret hammered in Dean’s chest in an accusatory pattern. He knew from experience that a child finding him and treating him like a toy scared Sam more than almost anything else, and here they were, pretending he was one. At his size, he looked like a super-realistic action figure. At the moment, it was the only chance they had.

Once Sam was out of the pocket, he froze up. Every instinct in him was screaming at him to get away, get under cover and hide! One human had a hand wrapped around him, another was staring greedily at him like he was the world’s coolest toy.

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April 10th excerpt:

“Great,” Dean hissed. He wasted no time scooping Bowman up into his grasp as the explanation sank in. He held the sprite close to his chest, keeping him hidden under the jacket while he scanned their surroundings with paranoid eyes to make sure Bowman’s clumsy, worried entrance had gone unnoticed. None of them could afford him being spotted when everything else was already going wrong.

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April 9th excerpt: 

A wood sprite’s eyes were nowhere near as good as a hawks, but Bowman’s bright green eyes were keen as they scanned the next section of the enormous, boxy archive. The many unfamiliar things he could see from his high perch threatened to overwhelm his vision.

He crouched low to avoid being seen, his every nerve on edge at the thought of a massive, unknown human looking up and catching sight of him. He trusted Dean, and he trusted Jacob, but no other giant had earned that trust so far.

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April 8th excerpt:

“Well, hey, Dean, it looks like you’re ready for some light summer reading,” Jacob quipped while he appraised one of the thicker books, feeling strange that even in a library he had to speak up to have any hope of being heard. The landscape of books was almost cool from this angle, creating a labyrinth of immovable blocks that might as well stretch on forever.

Dean rolled his eyes at that, opening up one of the books for Sam to peruse. Jacob backed away cautiously, keeping himself out of the way. “At least I won’t have a pop quiz to worry about when I’m done.”

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April 7th excerpt:

With Sam and Jacob stowed away in one pocket, and Bowman kicking pointedly at him in the other, Dean climbed out of the Impala. No one would be able to tell from his casual swagger that not only did he have three miniature passengers hidden on his person, he also carried a small arsenal.

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April 6th excerpt:

The way Sam reclined in the pocket put him close to Jacob’s eye level. He was so casual about it, accustomed to all the motions and sensations that came with being in someone’s pocket. After a year back with Dean, Sam had acquired a certain expertise traveling in pockets or on a shoulder. Not to mention the number of times he’d wound up saving Jacob or Dean’s asses in a hunt one way or another. He’d really just blown past his size. If that wasn’t encouraging, Jacob wasn’t sure what would be.

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April 5th excerpt:

“The other part, the important part, is if anyone you don’t know is around, you freeze. The second you move, their eyes might be drawn right to you the way you’ll spot a spider on the wall and that’s when you have to worry.”

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April 4th excerpt:

The fingers curled up around them as Dean put his entire hand in the pocket this time, knuckles brushing against the fabric bottom. Sam pushed a finger out of his way and Dean stretched them out, making it easy to slip down and drop to the bottom of the dark surroundings.

Once he was down, he stood and offered Jacob a hand getting down. Before Jacob could reach him, the hand started to lift away out of the pocket, Dean assuming that they were both clear of his hand. Sam didn’t need any more proof of the fact that Dean couldn’t feel Jacob on his hand at all, a concerning thought for them all.

“Dean, wait! " Sam shouted. He leapt forward, snagging a fingertip before it could raise up out of his reach.

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April 3rd excerpt:

Bowman flinched, jolting him out of his luxuriant snooze. Sunlight, while technically providing energy for a wood sprite, also had a tendency to be very relaxing. Combine that with the fact that Bowman was lying on a gigantic bed, and it wasn’t so strange that he’d dozed off there.

Only to be greeted by a lot of red and something settling over his body and wings. Bowman pushed himself upright in surprise, reflexively drawing his wings close. He pushed at the red material, recognizing it as thick cloth and plenty of it. As Dean’s words finally filtered into the confused sprite’s mind, he scowled and began his search for the edge of the expanse of fabric.

“Blast it, Dean, Pray to a rock!” he groused loudly, fumbling a little thanks to the plush surface beneath him.

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April 2nd excerpt:

Sam stepped up next to Jacob. “Could you grab me a jacket?” he called up to his older brother. It would just waste time they needed for him to go grab one himself at this point, and he wanted to stick as close to Jacob as he could.

Dean nodded distractedly, already going over in his mind what they’d need. He snagged one of Sam’s tan jackets out of the little cloth bag of belongings, and took a second to dig the tiny, hand crafted knife out of the dirty jacket with careful, adept fingers. He handed both down to Sam while he went to get the rest of his stuff ready.