Not quite right, but this is a good title. I might want this title for another story in the future XD Nice one!

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Names that still need to be guessed:  #atth,  #bofa,  #bah and  #a:asocs!

If all titles are guessed except for #a:asocs, we’ll reveal that one as a treat for such determination! Three more left!


Aa, happy birthday! Hope you’re either far from the blizzard or safe and warm on your birthday!

There’s not much difference between the Winchesters in the AUs. They often forget about celebrations, occasionally remembering to celebrate one or two. Jacob often ends up being the one to prod them into having a good time, especially when he’s making sure Sam or Oscar get to experience the good side of the human world. 

And the story is revealed!

Back when Sam was first cursed, he met Walt and Mallory after being knocked out for a week. By this time, John and Dean were long gone from the motel, but Sam didn’t know that. So when Walt and Mallory couldn’t take Sam to his brother, he panicked and ran, stumbling his way into a motel room where a kid was staying.

Now, in Brothers Apart, Sam was rescued by Walt.

Here, in Brothers Unexpected, the opposite happened. The kid (a five year old Jacob who’s on vacation with his parents) stumbles upon the tiny ten year old who is panicking. 

Giving us a new AU with one Weechester and one bby Jake!

For all who are familiar with Brothers Apart, this sneak peek is also canon for that story. This is what happened the day Sam woke up and found himself cursed. It only changes at the end.

The blue-eyed man brushed Sam’s messy hair back. “My name’s Walt, and this is Mallory,” he introduced, his voice remaining level. “A few days ago, you and your brother got attacked. Do you remember that?”

Sam nodded mutely.

“That lady… the w-itch…” Walt was uncertain as he enunciated the word as though he’d never said it before. “She hit you with something. Some… spell. After it was cast, your brother couldn’t see you.”

Walt swallowed thickly. “We got you out before you got hurt more… but Sam… your family. They’re gone. The witch ran and they chased her.”

Sam’s eyes started to spill over. “N…no,” he mumbled. “Dean wouldn’t leave me. They wouldn’t abandon me!” By the end, he was shouting, his thin voice going up an octave in his panic. The memories in his mind clamored for attention. They overlapped and caused his breath to hitch.

Both Walt and Mallory flinched at the sound of his shout, eyes nervously flashing to their ceiling. Mallory put a delicate hand on Sam’s shoulder. “Sam, they never wanted to,” she said in her lyrical voice. “They thought the witch killed you and just wanted to…” She trailed off, her eyebrows furrowing uncertainly.

“She cursed you, Sam,” Walt cut in gruffly. “Everyone you knew is a giant. That’s why they didn’t see you and that’s why we had to get you out of there. They’re dangerous.”

A silence stretched out between them. Sam’s hand started to shake, more of the cup crumpling inwards as a tear slid down his cheek. “G-giants?” he asked timidly.

Something in his mind clicked before Walt could get out another word. “No! ” Sam stated firmly. “Dean’s not… Dean would never…” His words jumbled and he started to hyperventilate.

Sam shoved the covers off. His water splashed out of the deformed cup. Droplets of water spilled onto the wooden flooring.

Hot. He was too hot.

The world was too cold but he was too hot.

Walt just barely managed to catch the metal cup as it fell, but it was too late.

Sam stumbled out of the bed… nest… fabric. He almost fell over to dodge a well-meaning grab from Mallory, her face covered with sympathy. Sam squirmed between the two people that had saved his life, his desperation giving him energy to escape.

He needed to go. Dean was out there, he had to be.

Sam just had to find him.

Shoving the fabric draped over the doorframe, Sam ignored the cries of alarm that came from his former room. His eyes darted around the new room, and he quailed at the sight of a penny casually kicked against the side of the wall.

It was large enough to serve as a dinner plate.

No, they’re making it up. They’re lying, they have to be!

As soon as he saw another doorframe, Sam ran for it. He had to get out before they grabbed him and put him back in bed. There might not be another chance for escape. Dean always told him to watch out for himself. A hand brushed reflexively against the knife tucked away in his soft tan jacket and Sam prayed he never had to use it.

There was a block in front of the door. It was heavy, but Sam shoved it to the side. The adrenaline filling him made his hands shaky, but it gave him energy he could draw on. He needed to get away, he needed to escape.

A dark passageway arched overhead. The panic that Sam was drowning in refused to let him really see it. He couldn’t make out the cobwebs that lurked in the unreachable corners. The nails in the wooden walls were bigger than his hand but his eyes just brushed over them. He needed to run.

And so he ran.

Wind whipped Sam’s hair into a frenzy. In the distance, the sound of boots came. He was being followed. Panic lent speed to his strides, and Sam pushed himself like he’d never pushed himself before. It was a race. He needed to find a way out of this dark world before that Walt could catch him. It was as simple as that.

Sam’s eyes flashed from side to side as he searched for a way out. The dark walls were dusty, but footprints could be made out in the thick dust. Sam set himself to following them, driven by desperation. He was only ten, and his legs weren’t as long as Walt’s. If it took him too long to find help, he’d lose the race.

“Sam! Wait up, please! You don’t understand!”

Sam pushed the voice out of his mind and ran even faster, if that was possible. A wood splinter jutted out, nearly tripping the young kid up, but he only stumbled, scraping one hand against the ground. The skin was raw and red as he forced himself to run again.

He spotted a light in the distance, and a tiny bubble of hope filled his chest.

A way out.

There was another shout, but Sam didn’t even hear it this time. The wall gave way to an opening where the light was, and Sam felt triumph fill his chest as it turned out to be warm motel room light. He was safe. He could just walk out the door and go search for…

Any thought he had in mind trailed off as Sam skid to a halt.

Something was more than wrong. The room was distorted, the beds and walls arching up over his head by what seemed like miles. He’d run right past the gigantic nightstand, thinking it was just another hallway, leaving him exposed in the center of the floor.

Sam froze, his entire body filling with fear as he realized that Walt may have been telling him the truth.

So the option to post BA along with one of the AU’s is in the lead for the most popular choice, but I’m not sure if I’ll end up going with that. It would actually be easier to have one story posting

at a time, that way it’s easier to organize uploads and notes. Doing two at once is actually more draining than I thought it would be. I’ll have to think on it more, but at the very least, three updates a week will be guaranteed. 

Drop an ask if you have any thoughts!


We’re so happy that you’re enjoying them (and especially happy that everyone is looking forward to seeing Jacob show up, he’s gotta be one of my ( @nightmares06 ) favorite characters to rp against), and we are currently leaning in this direction. It would be weird to go back to one post a week, really. Though I’m also not against the option to switch to only one story posting at a time, with more updates. It would put a stop to constant BA updates, though, so we’ll wait to see if anyone else likes that option.

Brothers Asunder is brand new, and we came up with it on this Wednesday 😉 Soon we’ll have a sneak peek for it, and you’ll all see what’s in store in the new AU! We dreamed it up when we got in a prompt for a story, and as it turns out, we’ve got a ton ideas for it! Currently we’re working on Brothers Lost, so we just haven’t gotten around to drabbling out the spoiler for the series.


Dean, where are you?