October 16th excerpt:

The outside world was bright, a thin cover of clouds blocking out the sun. Dean shaded his eyes as he looked up. “Drama queen,” he muttered about Sam. None of the clouds above looked like they were ready to storm, so into a pocket the keys went and Dean walked along the sidewalk, heading towards a small bit of forest bordering the nearby park.

April 22nd excerpt:

In a rage, Dean stormed out of the corner, unable to contain himself any longer. He grabbed the stupid silver bell and whipped it through the air, slamming against the glass to bounce harmlessly off. “Son of a bitch! ”

If Sam gets lost in a blizzard, Dean better find him fast! He loses body heat a lot faster than a human, and we all know humans get cold fast in that much snow.

Sam’s best method would be to try and build himself an igloo. A structure like that would be his best way of staying out of the wind and conserving what little heat he has left.

Once they reunited, Sam would need to be placed in a pocket close to Dean’s skin, so he can warm up his little brother and keep him from getting any frostbite.