June 8th excerpt:
The brothers only remained up for a few more minutes. Dean did a quick check of Sam’s temperature and made sure no new injuries had cropped up during the harsh night.
Once he declared Sam as fit as he could in the dark (and Sam grew tired of Dean’s mothering), they pushed the napkin with the remains of the food to the side, both took one last drink of water to help re-hydrate after the harsh day, and then curled into the folds of the handkerchief.
Aw, I love this AU!
We’re a little behind schedule for writing it due to rl things, and ended up tackling a bit of a different story for a bit that was easier to write at the time, but we’ll be getting back into it soon, and once we get moving again, we’ll be able to excerpt it.
For now, I’ll leave you with this:
Protectively pulling Sam half into his lap, Dean parted his frozen lips. He hadn’t talked since Sam dropped unconscious over an hour back, and his voice cracked. “P-please,” Dean pleaded. “Don’t take him.”
John’s heart sank to hear the desperation in the absolutely tiny voice. “I’m not going to,” he promised quietly.
He convinced himself to tear his eyes away, glancing up and down the street. It was dead quiet, no one around at this hour. He was alone with two absolutely tiny kids freezing in the snow.
“Where are your parents?” he asked gently, turning back to Dean. “Are they nearby? Did you get separated?”
You’ll definitely like this AU then! Currently, our ideas are ~90% kids, ~10% adults. It’ll even out as we develop it, but it’s definitely heavier on the Weechester end of things.
Jacob would have a heart attack XD Scared to even move with all those tiny kids near him. They’d be lucky to keep him in one spot long enough to even try.
Brothers Apart 