October 16th excerpt:

“My name’s John,” he stated, speaking only to Sam. “I’m a doctor. And I’m afraid I can’t let you out of my sight until I know for sure that neither of you needs medical attention. If you would let me examine you, then as long as you’re alright I will let you go on your way.”

“You’ll have to forgive me,” Dean said tartly, refusing to relent, “if I find that a little hard to believe that while I’m stuck in a jar.” He shot a glare back at where Sherlock was standing behind his friend. “We were doing fine before a certain someone decided to go all King Kong on us and stuff us into jars!”