November 29th excerpt:
Sam sat down and dug out his own foil to start crafting small spoons for them to eat with. “So, does this make you a pie-hound?” he asked with a grin.
Dean gave Sam a flat glare. “Not funny.”
“K-9 Search and Pie squad?”
“Bitch.”
“Alright, boys, behave,” John chuckled.
Brothers Apart 