August 13th excerpt:
Under Dean’s watchful eye, Sam flopped onto his bed, and it was less than a minute before he was snoring away, arms and legs in a sprawl.
Dean shook his head. Good thing their dad had sprung for a room with two beds. He wouldn’t have a foot in his face.
November 28th excerpt:
Blinking harshly, Dean forced his eyes to adjust faster, until he could see the inside of the vent as good as he saw the room outside. He had to admit, out of all the perks of his size, being able to see in a near darkness was one of the better ones. The vent came into sharp clarity, and he set off, quickly jogging down the few feet to the bend in the vent.
Once Dean was close enough to make out more of the silhouette, he let out a low whistle, impressed by his findings.
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.”
Brothers Apart 