September 11th excerpt:

Before they reached the school, Dean paused and knelt down next to Sam.

“Be careful today,” he warned in a low voice, sliding Sam’s backpack off and handing it over. “If anything happens and you need me, I’m not far.”

“I’ll be fine,” Sam insisted.

Dean huffed. “For once you’re not the one I’m worried about.”

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We made it! The blog got to over 600 followers just this week, and since it’s a special occasion, we’ll share a special picture!

@chewbaccaaah was asking earlier on if Brothers Kept had any fluff coming, or if Dean would stay a nervous wreck, so we’ll show you a rare picture of Stan and Dean actually relaxing. So rare that we haven’t gotten to write it just yet, but you can bet this is coming up for them in the story!

Also, a note for our lovely followers who made this all possible: @nightmares06 is currently on overtime at work, and both her manager and her manager’s manager have resigned, so if posts are sporadic, it’s because of the added stress. Chapter updates remain on schedule though!

Artwork by @lotminx! Their YCH 14, if anyone wants to get this pose for their bbys.

September 10th excerpt:

“You can’t let anyone see him,” Dean talked fast, both brothers walking with rapid, long strides to cut down on time without a flat-out run across the field and forest between the motel and the school. “If they grab, they might hurt the kid. We need to look out for him until we can get him back where he belongs.”

“I know,” Sam said with that unique way kids have of sounding completely exasperated with their family for pointing out the obvious.

September 8th excerpt:

Dean dropped a hand next to Stan. “Tired?” he asked with a knowing glint in his eye.

Stan nodded sleepily, giving in to the infectious yawn he’d caught from Dean. He climbed right onto the offered hand with a lot on his mind as he thought back to the conversation that had gone on over his head during the film.

“Are you… gonna tell other hunters about me?” he asked quietly before all the boldness he’d gleaned from the movie could fade.

September 7th excerpt:

Sam was finally starting to recover on the other bed, huffing with the occasional laugh. “He’s older than you,” he snickered at Dean again.

“Older than you too!” Dean protested in annoyance.

I’m not the one that decided to start calling him kid!”

“You didn’t stop me!”

September 6th excerpt:

While Dean was distracted, he felt the sleeve of his shirt move, then the sensation of two tiny boots climbing up came. Sam was quick to get to his shoulder while he was down on the ground, claiming his regular perch.

“Ready,” Sam declared in satisfaction.

Dean moved his hands, about to push himself up, when he paused. Sam’s home was wide open. Before leaving, Dean took one of the larger books and placed it so it was blocking the entrance.

September 4th excerpt:

Nodding, Dean stood and went over to the shelf, knocking idly at Sam’s wall. “C’mon, pint-size, get your act together!” he called through the holes sculpted into the walls. Both giving Sam a way to communicate, a way to get air, and some extra light on the interior. “The night’ll be half done by the time you’re ready!”

Sam stalked out. “I’m not that slow,” he swore in annoyance.

September 3rd excerpt:

Dean knelt down right outside his guest room and rubbed the dog’s head. “You going to be our guard dog while we stay?” he asked knowingly.

Rumsfeld yelp-barked and nosed at the spot on Dean’s chest where Logan was hidden.

September 2nd excerpt:

“What are your plans?” Sam asked dubiously as he eyed up the slight bulge against Dean’s chest.

Dean shrugged. “I’ll figure something out. For now, he’s out of Bobby’s way, out of Rumsfeld’s way, and we’ve got the night to ourselves. Want to grab a movie?”

Sam considered. “What about Logan? I’m not sitting with you if he’s going to be bitching up a storm.”

“I’ll find a place to stash him for the night.”