August 28th excerpt:

“Sam, you comin’?!” Dean called.

“Just a second!”

Dean impatiently waited by the exit, tapping a boot. “If you didn’t have so much hair, this wouldn’t be such a project!” he called again.

October 17th excerpt:

Dean tried to give Sam a grin through the glass. “See Sammy? Told ya I’d take care of it. No more cages for us.” He put a hand against the inside of the jar, and Sam instinctively placed his own against it. Even standing on the bottom of the glass jar, Dean was the shorter brother.

“Not until you’re out here, too,” Sam said.

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September 11th excerpt:

“Just warn me before you plan any expeditions,” Jacob chimed in. He pictured one of the brothers starting a determined climb using his hair to hang on. If he didn’t see it coming, he might twitch from having hair yanked out, and then most likely griped at for moving. It was just one more thing about being a living taxicab.