August 21st excerpt:

Nate managed to get Juno to calm down a little by the time Stan caught up. Dark eyebrows frowned at Stan as Nathan looked him up and down.

“Where’s Dean?” he asked, wasting no time mincing words.

Stan pointed. “In the kitchen. I kind of set him up with a–,”

Nate’s amber eyes went wide. “You left him on his own?” he hissed, incredulous.

August 19th excerpt:

Juno hastened to the sitting room where Stan was slumped on the couch, motionless except for the anxious fidgets in his hands. His fingers fiddled with the ring hanging from the chain around his neck as he frowned at the empty air.

Juno gave a sharp bark, and that was enough to get his attention.

August 18th excerpt:

Jacob glanced back at the keys arranged near him, blinking away the glare from the screen. When his eyes came into focus, the first letters they read were upside down esc. Remembering pranks from back in another life with his friends, he punched at that key, marveling at the fact that he could push past its slight resistance. It wasn’t much, but it might slow Sam down.

“Wel– Hey!” Sam interrupted his attempt at an explanation, exclaiming when the laptop navigated away from the page he was on. “What the hell?!”

August 17th excerpt:

Sam gave up on that search. There was something niggling at the back of his mind, and on a hunch, he put in ‘tiny people living in the walls,’ unable to shake the thought that he’d heard of something like that while growing up. Not from his father or Dean, but from school and other kids. Something that, despite his experience with the supernatural, had never seemed quite real compared to what he dealt with on a daily basis.

This search yielded an instant result, bringing up a movie from 1997 that made Sam’s eyes light up. 

The Borrowers.

August 15th excerpt:

Sam clicked through this before discarding the search altogether and changing it to ‘tiny people in motels,’ in case someone had run into the same situation as him in the past.

The first entry that came up got a flat look out of Sam.

“Fun-sized rooms for fun sized people!”

“That’s no good,” he muttered.  

August 13th excerpt:

Under Dean’s watchful eye, Sam flopped onto his bed, and it was less than a minute before he was snoring away, arms and legs in a sprawl.

Dean shook his head. Good thing their dad had sprung for a room with two beds. He wouldn’t have a foot in his face.

August 11th excerpt:

Dean noticed that the book where the kid had sat was now empty, the M&M abandoned. Dean reached forward, plucking up the M&M between two fingers and his brow furrowing in confusion when he saw the little shadow hiding behind the bread.

With a sigh, Dean reached around to pluck the kid up. “You’ve gotta stay in sight,” he scolded.

August 10th excerpt:

The rest of the huge M&M stayed in Oscar’s lap while he took a nibble of the candy. His eyes widened in shocked appreciation and he shot Sam a glance.

No wonder the other boy was so excited. It was good.