April 16th excerpt:
Sam and Dean’s home was somewhere inside, out of sight but decidedly not out of earshot of the raps of Sherlock’s relatively enormous knuckles.
“Dean!”
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April 15th except:
John stood and approached the desk again, reaching his free hand in the brothers’ direction.
Dean didn’t have time to think through his actions; he just reacted.
The second John’s hand reached towards the two children, Dean tossed himself over Sam, shielding his little brother with his own body. All of a few ounces and three and a half inches large, Dean wasn’t the best protection, but it was all he had to offer his little brother and he’d be dammed if he just let anyone pick up the kid without trying to stop them.
April 7th excerpt:
Jacob looked back up at his captor in time to see his gaze turn to the window. Jacob glanced at it too, and noted how the world outside was dimming, thanks to the maturing evening. More importantly, it was on the first floor, and anyone (anyone with enough height on their side) would be able to open it and hop out with ease.
Jacob looked back up at the man who had him suspended over the ground in a hand, and tried to make his voice as commanding as possible. “Don’t even think about it!”
April 5th excerpt:
Jacob pushed a shaky hand against the fingertip messing with him, while the other brushed back through his bedraggled hair. His glare was tempered by the worry on his face when he looked up at the guy again. There was nothing familiar about the man, and nothing comforting in the fascinated gleam in those green eyes.
At least if he focused on that billboard-sized, smirking face, he didn’t have to think too hard about how high up he was from the ground. “W-what do you want?!” he demanded, voice still shaky with nerves.
April 4th excerpt:
In Jacob’s memory, very little could top the fearsome sight of a roadblock dropping out of the sky and hiding his goal from view. He almost didn’t scramble to a stop in time to avoid crashing right into the palm of a giant hand, one that came out of nowhere to keep him away from safety. He shuddered in fear even as it moved towards him and forced him to stumble backwards.
March 28th excerpt:
Dean pushed himself back from John with his free hand, trying to inch backwards from the man and put some space between them. That is, until he ran up against the hand cupped behind and flinched away again.
“We don’t want your help,” Dean protested, clinging to Sam. “People can’t be trusted, what makes you any different?”
March 17th excerpt:
Even when he first shrank down, he hadn’t encountered a feeling like this. It fluttered in his chest like a rabbit’s heartbeat and he tried to run faster. He even abandoned the food tucked under his arm, all to gain more distance, more speed.
March 15th excerpt:
He lurched over to the enormous plate. Without even pausing to assess things, he greedily grabbed one of the potato chips in both hands. Dragging it towards himself, it caused a rustle as all of the others shifted around it.
Logan froze and looked up towards the doorway to the hall.
March 14th excerpt:
A deep, gruff voice resounded around the room. “Come out, come out, wherever you are!” echoed straight through Jacob, giving off an oddly-playful vibe. Of course, playful for the stranger could mean a whole lot of trouble for Jacob, considering the sheer difference in their sizes.
The boots stepped farther into the room, and the door swung shut, trapping Jacob in with a stranger that seemed to know he was there.
Brothers Apart 