August 1st excerpt:
“Feel like talking, yet, bug?” he spat, in a low voice that he knew was threatening. Indeed, he smirked when Bowman shivered involuntarily.
“Human, you ran out of things for us to talk about before you even got here,” Bowman shot back. He should have known to brace himself, but when one of those boots lashed out and kicked the cage several feet, he reasoned that it wouldn’t have mattered.
July 31st excerpt:
Dean packed everything he could into the duffel. It was at least an hour’s hike to get to where Jacob met up with Bowman, and further than that if they needed to go all the way to the village. They might not have time to make it all the way back to the car if things went to hell.
He hefted the duffel up to a shoulder. “Ready, pint-size?” he asked his younger brother, who was sitting on his right shoulder like normal.
“As I’ll ever be.”
July 30th excerpt:
“Aw, c’mon. I dare you.”
Sam shot a glare up at his older brother, then stared down at the lemon that was sitting on the side of his plate. They were in a corner booth of a bar, having a drink together as much as they could, considering Sam was only four inches tall and it was dangerous for him to be spotted by anyone else at the bar.
Sam shrugged. “Fine. But if I do it, I get to be in charge of the radio the next time we drive.”
Dean pursed his lips. “Deal,” he declared, holding out a hand to seal it.
July 29th excerpt:
“Don’t overdo it, or you’ll never get to sleep,” Jacob warned with a laugh as Bowman wheeled around in the air.
In response, the sprite fluttered over to him and landed unabashedly on a shoulder. It warmed Jacob’s heart to be so trusted by his small friends.
Bowman flicked his wings in annoyance. “The sun goes down eventually. There’s no such thing as overdoing photosynthesis!” While it wasn’t strictly true, as a sprite could become incredibly sluggish, Bowman wasn’t about to go into that. Satisfied that he’d told the human what was what, he fluttered off his shoulder again.
July 28th excerpt:
“Hey!” Sam called out, breaking the silence of the forest.
Jacob was too sluggish to startle awake completely, but the call did bring him to awareness faster than usual. His eyes opened and his shoulders tensed in the first second of not knowing where he was. The arm he’d rested on tingled from low circulation, so he had to use his other hand to push himself up.
He scanned his surroundings with tired eyes, and it took him a few seconds to actually spot Sam. When he did, he smiled tiredly. “Hey, Sam,” he greeted.
July 27th excerpt:
Slowly, a shuddering rumble through the house pulled Bobby from his unsettled dreams and he woke with a gasp. Hunter instincts yanked him to full waking in seconds, the gun under his pillow in his hands and pointing at nothing before his eyes were fully open.
There was nothing there, and Bobby grumbled to himself as he shoved the gun back into hiding. Then, he realized what had woken him, as another shudder rocked the house. It wasn’t enough to knock the photos from his shelves, but it made itself known like a small-scale earthquake.
July 26th excerpt:
He was too tired to slow himself down in time, and suddenly the air filled with the heartstopping sound of metal squealing and glass shattering.
July 25th excerpt:
“Dean was born in trouble,” Sam mumbled absently, flipping a page in the book. He distantly hoped that Bobby had found more information than they had. Aside from the “fee, fie, fo, fum” stories that littered the world, there wasn’t much lore to go on. Bobby had books that reached back to ancient times, and Sam was banking on there being information in there.
July 24th excerpt:
Jacob watched the black sky above and realized with an internal jolt that Sam could take him out right that instant. He stood right over Jacob’s throat, and he carried guns and knives with him. Even Dean could leap forward with his machete right then if he thought Jacob was a threat. He had to hope that his continued trust in them would pay off.
July 23rd excerpt:
“See if you can find any good places to stop for the night,” Dean said. “We should check on Jacob before long.”
“Right,” Sam said, slouching down in his seat.
“And keep an eye on that giant!”
Brothers Apart 