April 20th excerpt:

Dean couldn’t hide a scowl, backing into a corner in the hopes of evading her. He knew it was hopeless, but he had to try.

The grab that came was quick and decisive. Instead of trying to pry him out, she merely nudged a finger against his legs, prodding hard enough to bruise the skin by his kneecap. With a cry, he tumbled to his knees and found himself swept up into a light grasp, a familiar hold used on stubborn borrowers.

March 29th excerpt:

Unable to reach the edge of the palm before it rose, Dean found himself curling into a ball around Sam as the ground dropped away. Then stopped. Pulse pounding, Dean blinked his eyes open in confusion as the hand paused in place.

Done with arguing with the giant, Dean shifted towards the edge of his hand, intent on getting down and getting away.

June 30th excerpt:

Jacob noticed something gleaming and throwing back sunlight sticking out of Dean’s little duffel bag as the tiny guy stuffed his sawed-off inside. It brought a knowing grin to his face, and he curled a thumb inward to nudge at the quarter. “Where’d you find that?” he asked.

Dean jerked away from the thumb, caught off guard once more by how fast Jacob could move. “Watch it!” he bitched, trying to bat at a digit the size of his body and far more powerful. His hand hit the side of Jacob’s thumbnail, grazing off without a hope of leaving a mark.