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March 11th excerpt:

Bowman waited on the porch, unknowingly mirroring Sam as he leaned over to watch Jacob scoot himself carefully to the pocket. He couldn’t see his friend’s expression clearly, though he could vaguely tell he was concentrating on the task at hand. That was probably good; jumping recklessly from that high, even into a cloth pocket, could really injure the tiny hunter.

Bowman suppressed a shiver. It was beyond weird to think of Jacob as tiny. They needed to get him better as soon as possible, because this was all too strange.

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I don’t want to give away too much of the stories, but even if Sam doesn’t have to fix Dean up in Brothers Apart, he’ll definitely be helping that big brother of his out in one AU or the other. He’s not as medically trained as Dean is by simple fact that Dean’s had to be able to stitch himself or his dad up since childhood, but Sam did learn some basic first aid from both Walt and Dean.

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March 9th excerpt:

Jacob’s eyes were drawn right back up to Dean, the definite winner of the giant contest here. Jacob could tell he was trying to move slowly to kneel closer, but even those movements were so massive and fast and alarming to watch. It really was like seeing a skyscraper kneel down to greet him. Dean’s knee hit the ground with all the grace and subtlety of an avalanche. The ground shook under Jacob and the other two, but Sam and Bowman didn’t react to the trembles.

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March 8th excerpt:

Jacob’s eyes were drawn straight up into a more distant sky. Dean’s face was still framed by the green and gold canopy now a world away. He was over twice as big as he’d been before. Even leaning over, his intense green eyes were higher up than they’d been. Dean was colossal compared to Jacob now, and no amount of time with Sam or Bowman beforehand could have prepared him for the shock. Dean’s very breathing created a gale high above.

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March 7th excerpt:

Maybe the thing only worked to make people ‘sprite-sized’ but not anything else. Jacob made a valiant attempt at cautious optimism.

He was not that fortunate.

The approaching footsteps he could feel in the ground hadn’t been Dean’s.

They had been Sam’s.

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March 6th excerpt:

Something was wrong.

The moment Sam saw Jacob finish, when they were expecting him to sprout back up to his full height, instead there was a brief wavering over him.

Then he was gone.

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March 4th excerpt:

Once he was certain Sam wouldn’t be tossed off if he moved, Dean leaned in to peer into the sprite home through one of the windows. He instantly caught sight of Jacob, standing just barely taller than Bowman. The kid had backed away from the window, giving Dean the chance to see him from head to toe. It was unreal. Jacob was so small that he could barely catch sight of the tiny metallic zipper on the hoodie.

“Didn’t your parents tell you to take your vitamins?” Dean asked, joking to try and push through the complete weird of the situation. “Hey Jacob.”

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February 27th excerpt:

A loud guitar riff cut through the room, startling Sam in his seat and nearly causing him to scribble across his current page. They rarely got any phone calls, so it was a shock to hear. Sam turned towards the bathroom, where Dean was brushing his teeth (or so Sam assumed from the noises he could hear). “Hey, Dean!” he hollered, working hard to project his soft voice across the gap between them. “Phone!”

After a muffled reply from Dean, Sam got up and wandered over to the phone, one of those new smartphones with a touch screen that made it easy for him to use at his size. He smiled when he saw it was Jacob, but before he could hit the button to answer, Dean was stomping noisily over, trying to wipe his face off with a towel. Sam made a face. His experience with motel cleaning crews didn’t make him eager to use any of the towels in the room.

Dean’s hand swept down, scooping up the phone while Sam was offered his other hand in a far more careful motion.

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February 25th excerpt:

Dean grunted as the blow struck him hard. His arms loosened around Logan’s legs, and he fell on his side, dazed. The grass he was lying near danced across his vision, doubling and tripling as Dean blinked, trying to erase the ringing from his ears.

Sam… Jacob…