March 2nd excerpt:
A knocking sounded on the wall not far away, and then a distinct “Dammit” could be heard hissed through the wall. The correct knock came next, followed by “Sorry, guys. I fucked up the knock but it’s just me and my dumbass self.”
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March 1st excerpt:
“The Winchesters will raise questions if anyone sees them and realizes who they are.”
There was a click, then a dial tone filled the air. Dean stomped on the END button with his boot, for once having nothing to say to the last statement. Even Sam was quiet where he was sitting on the edge of the laptop.
Jacob pursed his lips, letting Bobby’s words sink in. He hadn’t considered other humans, especially hunters, finding out about Sam and Dean if they went to Bobby’s again.
February 29th excerpt:
A loud click sounded over the line, and a familiar gruff voice spoke up. “Who in hell’s name is this? ”
Dean winced, but before he could muster up the courage to interrupt the hunter, Bobby went on. “You should not have this…”
Sam jumped in, saving his older brother from the scolding. “Bobby! It’s us! We, ah… we’ve got a small problem.”
There was a long pause on the other end, then a sigh. “What kind of problem? ”
February 28th excerpt:
Before his hands even cleared the screen, Sam was on the keyboard, pacing back and forth as he tapped in the password they’d helped Jacob pick. The password was chosen specifically to be hard to crack, and so that two guys that couldn’t reach from one end of the keyboard to the other could type it in without help.
In other words, Jacob and Dean let Sam come up with the passwords.
February 27th excerpt:
The walls closed around their heads again, and the tension left Dean’s shoulders. Sam lead the way back to their place, and Dean awkwardly picked up the phone, doing his best to not run into the walls with the way it offset his balance.
Sam leaned against the block that covered the door, hefting it aside and giving Dean space to sidle in the small nook with the phone.
Dean managed to dump the phone on the ground with a facsimile of grace, brushing his hands off. “There we go!” he declared. “Easy as pie.”
February 26th excerpt:
“I’ll … I’ll hold down the fort for you guys, then,” he agreed, relaxing a little into the chair.
It didn’t take long for them to head out. The name of the game, as far as Dean was concerned, seemed to be to prepare for anything. They didn’t need any more than the leather bags their adopted dad had made for them. Jacob caught a glimpse of them before they left, marveling at the fact that they were rat leather, and yet looked like any cowhide he’d ever seen.
February 25th excerpt:
He couldn’t help but think back to when he’d first met Dean. Or rather, when he’d first caught Dean. Jacob’s hand could close easily around the small hunter, restraining his every move and keeping him in place.
No matter how hard Dean tried, he couldn’t get away.
February 24th excerpt:
Sam cut him right off. “Dean, remember that knack you have? Finding things?”
It was Dean’s turn for his brow to furrow. “What’s that have to do with Jacob? I thought we discovered it didn’t work on people.”
Sam gave him a huge grin. “Not for Jacob. He doesn’t go anywhere without that necklace, so if you focus on it…”
“I can figure out where he is!” Dean finished without missing a beat.
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