January 21st excerpt:
“Dean, you sure as hell know that I’m the faster one when it comes to getting around this place. You try and leave without me, I’ll just hitch a ride.”
Dean scoffed. “You wouldn’t.”
Sam’s eyes were steely. “Try me,” he repeated.
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January 20th excerpt:
For years, they’d both hoped for the curse to wear off, for John to come back. They’d watched the parking lot from the small opening on the roof. Dean stayed as far back from the edge as he could and swore it was only to avoid the birds outside. Sam could never understand how his older brother could manage to climb like he did and still turn white at heights. But his drive to watch for their dad kept him there, despite the fear.
They have claimed…
If anyone wants Jacob, they’ll have to go through Sam and Dean first…
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January 17th excerpt:
“Well,” Dean said, breaking the silence that stretched between them. “That didn’t all go to plan, did it?”
Sam shot him a scathing glare. “Ya think?”
He will indeed! During the Brothers Adopted series, Dean and Jacob will have a run-in, and Sam isn’t around to straighten things out.
“Hey.” Leaning forward, Dean tapped against the glass vase a few times to get the guy’s attention again. “I already know you can talk so this silent treatment crap ain’t gonna do you any good.” Again, he felt ridiculously oversized seeing his finger next to someone so small. A casual tap like that against the kid might end up knocking him over. Hell, a stiff breeze might knock him over.
For a moment, all of Jacob’s fear vanished from his face, replaced by confusion. He frowned. The action hadn’t had any effect on his desire to speak to the human holding him captive. The scrutiny and the noise with the human that close had his nerves back in place in no time, but not without Jacob giving the human a look that said Really? He squared his shoulders, took a step forward, and drew a fist back. He punched the glass as hard as he could, defiance and frustration in the action. See how well this works? his expression seemed to say.
Dean was briefly caught off guard by the punch. It showed a spark of defiance he hadn’t expected, to say the least. A small bit of his former playful demeanor rose up in him and he found himself actually grinning for a moment. The angry facade dropped away, letting the Dean he used to be showed through in that moment.
“Oh, so that’s how it’s gonna be?” Dean asked gamely. He tapped right back at the little guy, finger rapping lightly directly opposite where the punch had landed.
Jacob flinched in surprise, the sound of another tap on the glass startling him almost as much as the sudden shift in the giant face in front of him. A smile, a genuine one, lit up the human’s expression and a playful tone had leaked into his deep voice.
Jacob glanced side to side, waiting for someone to walk around the corner somewhere and end the joke here. His fist was still held up at the ready, but he glanced at it before looking at the glass, unsure if he should even try to punch again.
January 16th excerpt:
“Leave him alone!” Sam cried out, his mind clearing instantly at the sight of the imminent threat. He tossed himself at the huge hand and slashed down with his knife. All he knew was Dean needed help, and it didn’t matter how big his enemy was.
His aim true, the silver knife bit into the thick skin.
January 15th excerpt:
“If you didn’t go causing earthquakes with your big stomping feet, I wouldn’t have to be a ninja,” Dean griped up at Jacob, letting years and years worth of resentment shine through in his tone. His voice bounced back at him from the glass, only fueling his frustration. “You left the pie out, that made it fair game.”
Finished chibi commission for @nightmares06!
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Dean and Jacob everyone!
January 14th excerpt:
At least he could see his duffel and his bloodied dagger sitting on the edge of the table. Those would be recoverable, if there was a way out of this no-win situation he’d found himself in. Kirk managed it, Dean reminded himself, fear summoning up memories of old science fiction, of all things.
Nothing’s impossible.
Brothers Apart 