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January 29th excerpt: 

Sam saw the look on Dean’s face and put his eggs down. “I’ll be fine,” he said quietly. “Do what you’ve gotta do.”

Dean swallowed and stepped onto the hand at last. “Okay.” He hadn’t thought it would be so hard to leave, but for so long, they’d been all each other had. Someone to watch out for, and to watch his back in return, and now he’d be on his own with a human. Only a few hundred feet from Sam at any time, but still too far to get back on time without help if something went wrong.

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January 28th excerpt:

Sam snickered. “I told you!” he called over the gap to his disgruntled brother. “Let sleeping giants lie!”

Dean managed to free one of his arms from the lazy grip enough to flip Sam off. “And I told you. You got the expression wrong! It’s let sleeping dogs lie, and I didn’t bother Rumsfeld at all!”

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January 27th excerpt:

“We lived on the road,” Sam said, his ears still slightly red. Hopefully the two humans were too big to notice. “Dad took us from case to case after our mother was killed. Vengeful spirits, poltergeists, werewolves…” He trailed off.

“Witches,” Dean finished, remembering their last fateful case. “And cursed objects. People write strange deaths and disappearances off but there’s always a reason for them. People don’t just die and fade away.”

“Other people just stop looking,” Sam said sadly, picking up the train of thought. Dean wasn’t the only one that wished he could keep others from going through the same hell as they had.

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January 26th excerpt:

Dean was exasperated, still rambling about the dog. “He’s the size of a freakin’ house! At least when Sam brought home a mouse, it couldn’t try and eat me!”

Sam snorted at him, rolling his eyes. “Dean. He’s not going to do anything.”

“You keep telling yourself that,” Dean said, one hand clutching the fabric behind them, “and I’ll be up high. Where it’s safer.”

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January 25th excerpt:

With a careful finger, Bobby nudged Dean in the side to check if he was hiding any injuries the way John was prone to do. Dean had always tried to be more like his father, no matter how different they were in reality. Sam wouldn’t get away with hiding any injuries at all with his older brother around, so at least he could rest easy on that front.

Dean tried to bat the hand away. “Watch it! You’ll ruin the leather!” he complained.

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January 24th excerpt:

Thanks to careful aim, Dean managed to land on Sam’s head when he reached the bottom of the hood. Both brothers went tumbling into the folds, and Dean considered his vengeance for the surprise elbow attack complete.

Sam gave him a shove back as they both tried to right themselves in the dim interior. The grey folds of fabric didn’t let much light in, but it wasn’t a problem for them. Compared to the dark walls of the motel, the hood was a well-lit hammock. They could see each other without a problem.

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January 23rd excerpt:

The dismaying thought that poked at the back of Dean’s head kept trying to intrude.

If he’d found what he was searching for, and John Winchester was in that house…

Where was the Impala?

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January 22nd excerpt:

They didn’t own much between the two of them, aside from a dollhouse desk and bed for Sam and a few scrounged furnishings and a nest of fabric at Dean’s, but they did have clothes and a few personal effects.

Dean’s amulet, hanging around his neck ever since being downsized. Their knives, two of a kind. Silver and sharp, they’d been used more than once against any rats that tried to infest the motel.

And of course, Sam had managed to find himself a journal.