Jacob has actually already appeared in the Brothers Apart series, and he will be showing up again! His premier came in Calling John Bonham, when he didn’t believe Bowman’s story of fighting against the lich with the Winchesters, so he called up the number on the business card to see if it was all true.

(Sam must adopt his lil bro Jacob, right?)

In Brothers Together, we don’t know what Jacob’s up to or where he’s at, so only the future will tell! It’s always possible to have any of our characters (especially our main characters) in any of the AUs.

To take one line of thought, Sam can’t miss what he’s never had.

On the other hand, he’s also going to be a teenage guy, and if I know teenagers in general (and Sam in particular, as we saw the huge streak of independence he has in the show), he’s not going to want to be carried everywhere. He’s going to find a way around it, just like he did in Brothers Apart, and just like he does in Brothers Asunder.

Oh, Jacob. To be teddy-sized to a smol. Sam definitely could XD Jacob has to put up with a lot of teasing from his friends at times, and Sam is happy to supply.

Jacob clenched his jaw before giving in and asking “Look, can you, uh, get me out of here? I can’t climb out myself.”

Sam turned his wary gaze to the source of the grumbling voice, and the sight of Jacob in a crib derailed his growing concerns. He walked over with a slowly growing smirk. Dean might come off as the snarky brother, but the truth was that they were evenly matched. Sam, having more patience than Dean, found it easier to hold back most days.

Today, with his head scrambled and his sleep interrupted, he had no intention of following through with that.

Sam put a hand on the edge of the crib. “I dunno. You think I outta kid-proof the room first? Someone might be looking out for you, putting you away like this.”


Mom-Sam has laid claim to the teddy.

Artwork by @mogadeer

Jacob + Burrow Littles = Disaster

Separating to explore Bobby’s junkyard while Dean was doing maintenance on the Impala was a mistake Sam didn’t realize he had made.

Especially with a literal giant trailing after him like a lost puppy.

“Dude, you don’t have to follow me, okay?” Sam addressed Jacob’s looming figure, suppressing a twitch at the sheer size of the kid. “Seriously you can go do your own thing, it’s pretty safe around here.”

“The hunter-”

“Bobby.” Sam stressed.

“Er, Bobby… he said I had to be near you or Dean at all times.” Jacob smiled sheepishly. “Said he didn’t need me stomping around and accidentally step on something important.”

“Riiiight.” Sam sighed, shaking his head. “You’re fine then, I guess.”

Jacob merely nodded.

Sam attempted to ignore Jacob to the best of his ability, but his senses were running rampant with the feeling of being watched by something large and dangerous. As he wandered through the junkyard, Sam would sneak glances at Jacob to reassure himself of…something.

A low growl pulled Sam into alertness, as he realized he had entered a grassy field with trees beyond the expanse. A faint memory played in his mind of himself and Dean playing in this field and climbing the trees when they were kids.

He glanced around briefly, locating the source of the growl when it sounded again. Rumsfield was standing defensively a few yards away, his teeth bared in a snarl. Sam noted the aggression and began to back away, shocked when Rumsfield advanced at the same time.

Suddenly Rumsfield was hidden between two hands the size of King-sized beds, Sam jumping at the ridiculously quick movement.

He watched in dumbstruck fear and shock as the hands slid across the ground, corralling Rumsfield away from Sam. The soil and grasses were easily displaced by the movement, which made a small section of the ground collapse.

Ice flooded Sam’s veins as he watched tiny things begin crawling out of the collapsed dirt. At first glance they looked like small rodents, then Sam noticed they were standing…on two feet.

Tiny people.

He held up a hand to Jacob, a warning for the kid to keep still, while Sam advanced slowly towards the hill, his mind alight with both concern and curiosity. Careful of his steps Sam bent down, hit body folding down slowly to not startle the tiny beings.

Sam couldn’t help feeling horrible when the small people began running away from him. They think I was the one to destroy their home, he realized.

Jacob was frozen, taking Sam’s command to heart. Rumsfield struggled lightly between his hands but otherwise didn’t make trouble. He was terrified the area of the small collapse of dirt had meant something special to Sam. As he waited in tense silence, he watched Sam slowly approach the area and crouch down.

Something about the whole thing made Jacob’s chest constrict as he stared down at a man that would normally tower a few inches over him. Not to mention the angle and the way the hunter was crouched made him seem even smaller to Jacob.

Sam watched quietly as two bright red-heads separated from the rest of the smaller people, staring up at Sam directly.

“You destroyed our home. Why?” Sam was taken aback by the sheer authority in the quiet, fearful voice of the male of the pair. “Answer me boy.”

Sam blinked a few times before finding his voice. “We didn’t mean too, my friend accidentally shifted a bunch of dirt around which caused the cave-in… is everyone accounted for? I can help clear out your home as an apology…”

“Everyone is accounted for, we don’t need a human’s help.” The red-head girl glared at Sam, with a confidence that shocked him to the core. “Where is your friend? Tell him to leave this area alone, we will have to leave now that our home is destroyed and we don’t need any humans making it difficult.”

Sam nodded mutely, guilt heavy in his stomach as he realized the damage accidentally wrought. He stood up slowly before turning to look up at Jacob.

An odd feeling washed over the hunter as he realized he was playing middle man between a giant and people barely 2 to 3 inches tall.

“Jacob.” Sam waved to catch the kid’s attention. He twitched at Jacob crouched down onto his elbows and knees.

“What’s going on? I-I didn’t break something important did I?” Jacob’s voice was a low whisper, but the words were heavy with guilt.

“There were people living in that hole Jacob, like people the size of me to you, to me! Inches tall, and we accidentally destroyed their home.” Sam sighed. “We need to go back and tell Bobby and Dead to stay clear of here for a while.”

Jacob nodded slowly before the shock rolled in. “Wait tiny people?”

Sam nodded. “Yeah, here.” He lifted his hand in front of Jacob’s face. “See my fingers? That’s about how tall they are.”

Jacob stared at the small digits in fear. They were already smaller than a grain of rice in comparison to him, he couldn’t wrap his mind around an entire person being that small.

And he’d just destroyed their home without even knowing it.

Guilt hit him like a truck as he realized the consequences for his seemingly harmless action. He was just trying to keep Rumsfield from attacking Sam, but now as he let the dog go, he realized Rumsfield was trying to protect the tiny community.

Jacob had never felt more like a monster.

July 28th excerpt:

“Hey!” Sam called out, breaking the silence of the forest.

Jacob was too sluggish to startle awake completely, but the call did bring him to awareness faster than usual. His eyes opened and his shoulders tensed in the first second of not knowing where he was. The arm he’d rested on tingled from low circulation, so he had to use his other hand to push himself up.

He scanned his surroundings with tired eyes, and it took him a few seconds to actually spot Sam. When he did, he smiled tiredly. “Hey, Sam,” he greeted.

May 22nd excerpt:

Meanwhile, Sam was solely focused on his target. Jacob’s steps, though they were much closer than normal, didn’t register in his mind past the simple knowledge that Jacob was there.

That, and the way the floor quaked under Sam’s determined strides.

After so long spent with the teenager, neither Sam or Dean felt any fear towards him. They were a team, and he was an important part of it. Regardless of his size, Jacob was one of their extremely few friends, and could always be counted on.

All of this let Sam focus on his goal even as he ran across the center of the towering room. Normally, it would be the most dangerous place for Sam or Dean to travel. There was no cover, no places to hide. That far from the walls, a human could grab them up without a hope. Conversely, if the humans in the room didn’t spot them, they could be crushed underfoot.

Well, for personal preference I don’t normally do that size variation. Of course, it might come up in the future, since there’s no way to know where inspiration will take us. And of course, in the horror story, Jacob is going to be about that scale compared to Sam and Bowman, making them his mini-giants.

From 6′5″ to Sam’s teddy!

He brushed against Sam’s arm when he was shifting in place under the green canopy. With a mumble, Sam rolled a little closer, his arm landing over Jacob’s small body. Jacob flinched in surprise from the sudden appearance of an arm longer than his body. It was only a moment before Sam shifted again, pulling the small hunter closer by instinct as soon as the shivers that wracked his body were noticed even in the depths of sleep.

Sam buried his head next to Jacob under the blankets, effectively pinning him to his chest the way one would a teddy bear at night. His grip was gentle, keeping away from the injuries that the tiny hunter was nursing. Sam gave a brief mumble of contentment before he fully drifted into sleep again.

Jacob’s surprised squirming was practically nonexistent thanks to exhaustion. If he were at his full strength, Jacob may have been able to squirm away. As it was, warmth that was all too hard to retain at his size was a welcome feeling. He settled with a weary sigh, knowing this was a battle he simply didn’t have the energy to fight. Sam’s heartbeat thumped steadily right behind his head, with him nestled right next to the hunter’s chest. It was a backdrop to him drifting off again, slipping back into a deep sleep.


Artwork commissioned from @mogadeer

Ooo, at last someone has solved the mystery. Jacob is indeed the kid that finds Sam in a motel room. (Compared to Sam, Jacob at his 17 years of age is just a kid) Neither of them expect it, that’s for sure.

Annnd… since someone has guessed who the kid in the story is, it’s time for another sneak peek!

“Wow,” Jacob muttered aloud, his free hand nudging the little bag that now lay mostly free on his hand, part of the strap secured just as much as the tiny chest was. Two impossibly small clasps held it shut and Jacob couldn’t help the amazed smile. He poked at one of the teeny legs, amazed that the little guy was even wearing miniature jeans, denim and all.

His gaze drifted back to the little guy’s face. “What are you?” he asked, unsure if he’d even be understood. It was worth a shot.

The little guy didn’t seem to have understood Jacob’s question, judging by the way he resumed his struggles. He’d heard, definitely, because Jacob had felt him tense up from the noise. He supposed his voice might be a little loud for such tiny ears. He’d have to remember that so he didn’t freak the little guy out any more than he already was.

One of the little legs kicked at his hand. The tiniest boot Jacob had ever seen planted on one of his knuckles and pushed with all its might. He didn’t actually feel any force from it, though it was clear the tiny person was giving it his all. Some pity softened his expression. The poor guy was just so small. Jacob moved his hand away.

“Don’t worry, you’re safe,” he said, in a quieter voice than before. Hopefully it would offer some comfort to the little guy, even if he didn’t understand the words; it was still tough to tell if he could.

Jacob could feel the panicked breaths speeding in and out of the small chest pinned by his thumb. The little guy was practically hyperventilating there. And he was pushing against Jacob’s thumb for all he was worth, but again Jacob didn’t actually feel the force behind the little shoves. Still, clearly he wasn’t helping with the poor guy’s breathing, so he’d have to think of something else.

Jacob got an idea and latched onto it. He shifted his hand so it was flatter, and then used his thumb to gently nudge the small person so he was propped up against Jacob’s curled fingers like a seat. That done, he moved his thumb so it rested on the tiny shins instead, hopefully preventing any panicked flailing without constricting the little guy’s breathing.

“There, isn’t that- fuckdammit!

First sneak peek