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.