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Eye of the Beholder (supernatural G/t)
Eye Of The Beholder
“Dude. Did you get it yet?” Dean's voice rumbles and vibrates all of Sam's body as he's held up nearly flush with the left side of Dean's face.
“Stop moving already!” Sam sighs, exasperated. “And quit blinking!”
“You try holding still when someone's poking your eye with their fingers.” Dean mutters and squints at Sam.
“Hey. You asked me to help. Now quit moving, blinking, and talking.” A loud sigh escapes the mouth near his feet and Sam can feel the warm air through his shoes.
“Gimme a second.” Dean mutters. He closes both eyes for a few seco
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The Dragon At Knights Inn ~~ Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen:
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Bobby wiggled the cell phone's string and Dean pounced on it like a cat, tugging twice and getting two back for the go ahead to keep pulling the cell phone along. It rang out before he had time to figure out what number to call on it. Answering it eagerly, “Bobby?”
“No, sorry, this is Sam.”
Dean's eyebrows shot up. It sounded like his brother but, of course, older, voice pitched a little lower and expectant. “Hey, uh, Sam.” Dean rubbed the back of his neck in a similar way he'd seen Sam do countless times. “Man, so weird to hear your v
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So we can file this under 'Random bursts of inspiration that happen when I watch Supernatural'
This latest episode was so sad and had me almost in tears, and I just couldn't resist writing out a little short story where Dean comes to help Sam while canon Dean gets those victims to safety. He just needed to help his little brother, even though Sam isn't so 'little' anymore, and technically, this Dean is the younger of the two.
Oh, and for anyone who's wondering, the tiny Dean that appears here is one and the same with the Dean from my Brothers Lost story that's coming soon! I just love how he handles being small, and he's probably one of my favorite characters to write. Ever since starting Brothers Asunder I've been going through withdrawals.
If you want to see a peek of what's planned in the future with this tiny, 3.8 inch Dean (Sam is the lucky one. He gets to be a full 4 inches tall), check out the sneak peeks:
Second Part: A Ghost From the Past (11 x 17) 2
For further reading about tiny!Dean: The Road Not Taken
I do not own Sam, Dean or any part of Supernatural. The storyline is mine. Please do not repost.
This latest episode was so sad and had me almost in tears, and I just couldn't resist writing out a little short story where Dean comes to help Sam while canon Dean gets those victims to safety. He just needed to help his little brother, even though Sam isn't so 'little' anymore, and technically, this Dean is the younger of the two.
Oh, and for anyone who's wondering, the tiny Dean that appears here is one and the same with the Dean from my Brothers Lost story that's coming soon! I just love how he handles being small, and he's probably one of my favorite characters to write. Ever since starting Brothers Asunder I've been going through withdrawals.
If you want to see a peek of what's planned in the future with this tiny, 3.8 inch Dean (Sam is the lucky one. He gets to be a full 4 inches tall), check out the sneak peeks:
Second preview
Dean is very wary around Sam in this. He's always lived with the thought that hunters would go after people like him, so despite the fact that he knows the man before him is an alternate version of his little brother, he also knows that this Sam is a veteran hunter. There was no way of knowing how Sam would react once he saw Dean up there.
Hope you enjoyed the story! It's a short little one, but I love it so
Second Part: A Ghost From the Past (11 x 17) 2
For further reading about tiny!Dean: The Road Not Taken
I do not own Sam, Dean or any part of Supernatural. The storyline is mine. Please do not repost.

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Ooh. This is good.