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September 4th excerpt:

Sam sheepishly pushed up the pocket flap, his ears red with embarrassment as he started to climb up to Dean’s shoulder, trying his best to make up for hiding from Jacob. It was a good instinct to have, but inconvenient when he wanted to make good impression.

“And I’m Sam!” he chimed in as soon as he reached Dean’s shoulder and saw Dean release Jacob’s hand. He held out his own hand to offer a handshake, continuing to blush fiercely. “We… talked. A few times,” he finished lamely.

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September 3rd excerpt:

Jacob was greeted by the sight of a man in a leather jacket and jeans, hair in a casual spike and fierce green eyes. It had to be the very same Dean Winchester he’d talked to the day before.

Jacob could have sworn he saw a quick motion on Dean’s chest, ducking out of sight near the pocket there. Holy shit, he briefly thought, and willed himself not to glance directly at the pocket. Bowman had mentioned that if Sam wasn’t on a shoulder, he rode in a pocket. Either Jacob had tricked his own eyes, or someone was hiding there even know.

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April 20th excerpt:

Sam drove the final nail in the coffin of his stubborn resistance. “Dean,” he said gently, sitting on the edge of his book with his legs dangling off. “None of us can drive the Impala. If you run yourself into the ground, we’ll be helpless. Please, just eat something.” His eyes, even as small as he was, were wide and round, staring up at Dean beseechingly.