February 3rd excerpt:

That was the last thought he had before Dean leapt into the air, catching the fence with a hand. The toe of his boots fit through the chain links, but nothing more, and Dean used that leverage to climb the rest of the way up, sending the entire structure shaking from his weight and the strength in his arms as he moved. When he reached the top, he didn’t just climb over, he braced one hand on the edge and propelled himself over the top, flipping upside down before he dropped on the other side.

And landed on his feet with a beyond-heavy thud, only a foot away from where the duffel had landed.

February 2nd excerpt:

Asleep or not, the moment Sam latched a hand on Dean’s jacket to scale up to his chest, the steady breathing pattern hitched underneath his touch. Sam smiled, knowing that meant Dean had woken up.

He didn’t halt his climb, though, or even miss a beat. It took him mere moments to reach the top, and he sat down right over Dean’s heart. “How’s the ground treating you?” he called up to Dean with a knowing grin as Dean continued to pretend sleep. There was a furrow in Dean’s brow at Sam’s words, but nothing more.

February 1st excerpt:

Leaves crunched under Dean’s boots far below, and moths or butterflies occasionally took flight to escape the path. After three years living in the safe confines of the walls, where everything was still and the air had long since grown stale, it was a stark contrast. Everything in the forest was so alive, and Jacob almost felt like the trees themselves were paying them curious attention.

The scene might be familiar to Jacob, but he was beyond recognition to anyone who’d known him before. He had a new family to rely on and his friends were a memory.

Far ahead, motion caught his eye and he lightly slapped Sam’s arm with the back of his hand. Pointing, he muttered, “See the deer over there? Way ahead in the trees.”

January 31st excerpt:

“Trail mix, jerky … a gas station would have pretty good options,” Jacob mused.

“Granola bars!” Sam chimed in, his ears only slightly aflame when Dean peered down at him.

Dean chose not to comment on Sam’s sudden burst of shyness, recognizing it for what it was. Sam was trying not to ask for something for himself, afraid of the fact that he couldn’t finish it by himself, or that he couldn’t help Dean buy it. Instead, he nodded. “I think we can manage that,” he said with a slight smile as he pulled the Impala out of her parking spot, leaving the motel room without its guardian now that they were all in the car.

January 30th excerpt:

“Fairies in the forest, no friggin’ way…” Dean read off the screen.

“No crazier than finding miniature brothers in your motel room, right?” Sam countered with a grin.

Dean rolled his eyes and brushed Sam’s hair into a mess with a finger. “Right, shorty. Finding you two was about the craziest thing that could happen to me.”

January 29th excerpt:

With that out of the way, Dean seemed to be starting to come around. His legs shifted in place, slowly stretching each muscle like a cat might. His eyelids fluttered, and a groan filled the air around Jacob and Sam.

Compared to them, Dean was big

January 28th excerpt:

Jacob paused out of respect for Dean’s sheer size. His face was half buried in a pillow, as was his usual, but the sound of his breaths was loudest from where they stood. He was almost twenty times their size, and it was not a difference to take lightly.

After a moment of indecision, Jacob looked to Sam and held up his hands, one flat with the palm up and the other in a fist over it. “Loser wakes the giant?” he asked, his voice so low almost no sound came out.

“Loser has to jump over to the bed to wake the giant,” Sam countered, a smirk growing on his face.

January 13th excerpt:

“You know,” Sam said, getting one last thought that made him smile, “if you’re the only one that knows camping, you’ll be in charge.”

“Ha,” Jacob scoffed, a grin on his face. He turned onto his side and pulled his own section of the shirt over himself for a blanket. “That’ll be something,” he replied. Jacob, the youngest of the three, in charge.

January 12th excerpt:

John stiffened when Dean started climbing on him. That was a new one, and he couldn’t help but stare for a moment while Dean ran across his thigh, seemingly intent on getting up on his own.

January 11th excerpt:

Mark cried out in alarm as the hook sank its tooth in inches from where he was crouched. A second later, he felt the air shift behind him, and he whirled around to find the human peering at him through the gap in the chair.