October 26th excerpt:
“What’s up, doc?”
John’s heart leapt into his throat at the unforeseen greeting, sputtering in the middle of his sip of tea. Quickly transferring the cup onto the counter before he lost his grip on it, he lightly coughed to keep the tea from going down the wrong way.
Once John had his breath back, his eyes darted around the kitchen. The voice sounded like it had come from higher up, so that narrowed down his search considerably, and he spotted Dean soon enough.