Jacob had been drawn outside to the tinny sound of the ice cream van, along with a gaggle of other youth ranging from his mid-teen age to a couple kids barely past the toddler stage, clutching their mothers’ hands and pointing out what they wanted from the colorful menu splashed on the side of the van. His mom was out, so she couldn’t even try to discourage him from indulging in something for himself.
They were on vacation; weren’t they supposed to be treating themselves a little?
It was the first road trip he’d been able to take with family in a long time. His mother didn’t like to drive long distances too oft
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An Appreciation for the Sun (SPN GT)
The sun neared its zenith when Rischa managed to excuse herself from lessons. While she stretched her wings luxuriously on the wide balcony of the cottonwood tree, with bars of sunlight bathing the village in light in front of her, Rischa got a notion in her head. She knew without a doubt that if Bowman were there, he’d have the same feeling about the day.
It was a good day for flying.
Bowman was probably already doing exactly that somewhere out in the woods. Rischa stepped over the side of the balcony, her dainty wings spreading wide to carry her on the breeze. She decided she would explore, too, like Bowman did.
She was twelve, now
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter One
Turlock, California:
It was barely half past eleven at night in the modest police department. Most desks were empty, the holding cells quieted down for the evening. But interrogation room 1A was the place to be for the majority of the late-night staff. A rookie patrolman trudged out to the break room to refill his yellow coffee mug while four other officers remained gathered in the observation room on the other side of the two way mirror. Inside the interrogation room, a blinding block of fluorescent light illuminated a middle aged sergeant sitting across the table from a curvy woman with hair that seemed to have multiplied in curliness due
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter Two
Sam pushed down on the accelerator, wishing for the first time the Impala was faster. Most days he bitched about how fast Dean drove, but right now he'd give anything for twice that speed.
The massive boots behind him stumbled, shaking the car and the tiny passenger. He caught sight of two colossal legs, clad in worn denim arcing up past the boots, and he didn't even want to think about the rest, stretching up into the sky.
Where the hell am I?
The car rocketed over the bumpy black ground, tires finding purchase against the strange texture. For a few seconds of peace, he thought he might have escaped, that whatever it was out there would l
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter Three
Sam stared up at Dean, awed at his first full look at the size difference, now that there were no walls between them. Even sitting down, from the table up Dean was the size of a building. Dean slowly leaned forward, eyes wide and locked on Sam the whole time. He rested his head on the table softly to get closer to Sam's level, meeting Sam's eyes in a shared expression of dismay. Sam couldn't help but notice even with Dean's chin flat against the table like that he would barely come up to Dean's nose. If that. It was hard to tell at this distance.
Sam took a small step back from Dean's whispered exclamation, still getting used to the sheer vo
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter Four
Dean started to stand up, the slight motion of his hand bracing against the table rocking Sam backward. Dean flinched forward, hand outstretched to break his fall. To his relief, he felt the almost infinitesimal weight plop into the curve of his fingers. Dean's jaw dropped at the sensation. So far, he’d been able to avoid actually holding Sam, and now he had to face it head on as his brother gaped up at him from the cushion his fingertips provided.
"Uhh right." Dean hastily boosted him onto his feet and finished standing up. "I'm just going to pretend that didn't happen."
He flexed his hand, glancing over his shoulder again at Sam as
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Despite how exhausted he was, Sam found it hard to settle into sleep. He drifted in and out of wakefulness over the course of the next few hours, often disrupted by Dean's loud movements on the bed. Dean seemed to be having just as hard a time settling down as Sam, constantly tossing and turning with all the subtlety of a landslide.
Eventually though, Dean settled down and Sam found himself drifting off into sleep at last. He sighed into the bag of clothes serving as his pillow, finally allowing himself to relax for the first time that night. Here, inside the metal body of the Impala, he felt safe.
Sam slipped into the realm of dreams, reli
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Sam watched with slack-jawed amazement as Dean picked up the Impala, shaking it slightly until his duffel tumbled out onto the bed.
Even at the size of a mountain, Dean was good enough with his hands to handle his miniature duffel bag, managing to not crush any of the items inside as he spilled them out onto the bed. Sam stared with an identical expression of shock as Dean as his brother gingerly held up one of his own t-shirts, dwarfed by the fingers holding it.
Hearing Dean's theory, Sam shot a dubious look up at his brother. A virus causing him to shrunk? Unlikely... especially since the last demonic virus they'd encountered hadn't affec
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter Seven
"NO!" Horrorstruck, Dean threw himself forward, hand outstretched. Not fast enough.
The teeny black car faded, like it was being pulled out of this dimension. Then it flickered out of sight, and Dean's hand landed on the empty space it once occupied. There was a faint tinkling of eerie laughter that faded away, signaling the permanence of the disappearance.
No. He seized the comforter, searching it as if Sam might be just within its folds.
"No, no, no..." Dean dropped to the floor, his stomach twisted in knots. He peered under the bed, under the table... Behind the nightstand and even in the mini fridge. Backpedaling to the center of the r
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The Comeback Kid || Chapter Eight
Sam gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles. He'd rolled the window up the second the dog had started to trot in his direction. His phone lay forgotten next to him on the seat. If he'd paused to listen he would’ve heard a steady stream of cursing coming from Dean.
Right before the beagle reached the Impala, it was yanked back. Sam let it a shuddering breath of relief as the dog let out a loud whine, trying to paw at the car.
His relief only lasted for a moment. The dog’s owner let up on the leash, freeing the dog to crawl forward curiously. Before Sam could switch back into gear, a large black nose was snuffling against t