September 5th excerpt:
Dean immediately dropped down, pawing through the condiments in the kitchenette on a single-minded quest. “Is there any coffee? I haven’t had a drop since we started out, and I gotta tell ya, driving through the night is not my favorite way to spend time.”
“You do it all the time,” Sam said, faintly scolding his older brother.
Dean glanced up briefly, scowling at Sam. “You know, I could just hoard the coffee for myself,” he complained.
“Sure Dean, whatever you say.”
Brothers Apart 