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March 4th excerpt:

At 2 pm, the phone rang and Sherlock Holmes was the only one around to answer it.

Dr. John Watson had already left for his shift at a newly acquired job (evidently determined to make this one stick so they could “pay the damn rent”). Sam and Dean Winchester, the other flatmates standing at four inches tall at the most were hardly under obligation to answer the landline. That left the detective, who was too impatient to let it continue to ring any longer.

“Sherlock Holmes,” he answered curtly.

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October 17th excerpt:

There was a pause on the other end as Bobby parsed what he’d just learned. Sam was calling, but not from Dean’s phone, odd enough on its own. “Sam? That you? I thought Dean got you your own phone, why you using some random number to call me? ”

Sam’s ears turned red. The phone Dean had brought him home had completely slipped his mind. Usually it got tucked just inside the row of books in the nightstand, and so far the only time they’d used it was Dean’s prank when he’d set it on vibrate and sent Sam’s entire bed shaking like an earthquake in the middle of the night. Sam hadn’t been able to sleep for hours after that. “Oh, I, uh… forgot about it?” he burst out, wishing his mind wasn’t so scattered.

“Well, I’ll have you know I’ve been looking into Celeste for you and Dean since you left, and I found a few interesting leads…”

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October 15th excerpt:

Going back to the beginning of the book once more, Sam propped it against his chest as he walked closer to Jacob. He read it out loud, watching Jacob’s fingers punch in the numbers as he spoke. “You’ll want me on the line,” Sam warned before Jacob hit SEND. “Bobby takes as kindly as Dean to strangers calling him.”

Jacob smirked and let that be his show of understanding. He remembered his first phone call to the brothers, laced with distrust for him even having their number until he revealed he was Bowman’s friend.

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August 31st excerpt:

“There’s a motel in town,” Jacob said, remembering. “I can just grab a room there for tonight, we’ll meet there when you roll in and then come out to the woods, sound like a plan?”

“Sounds like a plan,” Dean confirmed. “Send a text when you’ve got a room, we’ll set up our base of operations there in case we’re around for longer than a few days.”

“Since you’re so great at camping,” Sam said under his breath with a grin, getting Dean to nudge him with one of the fingers spaced around where he crouched. Raising his voice, Sam finished off the call. “Bowman, don’t worry, we’ll be there soon and we’ll figure this out. Just hang on.”

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Yep, it was! It’s actually a direct continuation of the excerpt from yesterday–

Jacob glanced over the information printed on the card while he dug his cell phone from his pocket. On any other day, he might have joked about the dark green ink Bowman had used to cross out the name John Bonham printed on the card and scripted in Dean and Sam Winchester instead.

We try to keep the excerpts in chronological order as best we can, so there’s some you’ll see continue right off from the last one, and others that will leap ahead, they never post out of order.

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June 18th excerpt:

As Sam was locked in his panic, the sounds of the world around him began to slip through the cracks. A murmur of voices in the brothers’ main room, Moira’s laugh. Distantly, Sherlock’s deep rumble as he argued with someone Sam couldn’t make out. Either a phone call–

–Or Dean.

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WELP. I’d say this hasn’t been on my mind but that would be a lie since I wrote an entire story for it…

The phone started to ring.

Everyone hushed, staring at the speaker with trepidation as Walt backed off to join Sean. The only person focused elsewhere was Mikael, and that was only because someone needed to keep an eye on the door, and no one was eager to be the person who talked to Dean. Just the thought of his size made them nervous.

The rings cut out and everyone held their breath.

“Hello? ”

The gruff voice that rumbled out of the phone was enough to freeze them where they stood. Dean sounded tired and grumpy. The call must have woken him from a deep sleep.

Apprehensive, Walt glanced out the expansive window across the room, staring at the rising sun. He cursed to himself. It was bad enough they had to call the hunter in the first place. Now they were making it worse with bad timing. Humans had such different schedules from Walt’s people, it was easy to forget Dean might not be up when they called him in their desperation.

Dean, of course, was oblivious to the subtleties on the other end of the call. He continued on. “Who is this? How did you get this number? ”

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November 13th excerpt:

The banter continued for a moment as Sam woke up until a sharp retort from Dean cut it off. “No, the phone is not going on the shelf with you. I’m not sticking my head under the nightstand for an entire phone call. Now c’mon.”

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November 11th excerpt:

The phone started to ring.

Everyone hushed, staring at the speaker with trepidation. Only the lookout focused elsewhere, and that was only because someone needed to keep an eye on the door, and no one was eager to be the person who talked to Dean. Just the thought of his size made them nervous.

The rings cut out and everyone held their breath.

“Hello? ”

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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? ”