August 25th excerpt:
Turning back to the nightstand, John’s heart gave a little stutter to see Sam so close to the edge of the nightstand. “You okay?” he blinked, not quite yet putting two and two together.
Sam’s lips turned down into a frown. “I can’t follow you,” he said disconsolately, rubbing the sole of his boot over a mark on the nightstand’s surface. It was wider than his boot, but so relatively small to everything else.
August 24th excerpt:
Sam yawned, finally having pulled himself up from the corner of the pocket. “It’ll be nice to hit the sack,” he said tiredly. “I’m not used to this yet.”
“We’ve been hunting for ages, Sammy!”
Sam shoved back at Dean. “I’m used to sleeping during the day,” he protested, ears flaming.
August 23rd excerpt:
Nate’s brow lifted a little to see the borrower emerge. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting, but almost everything about Dean caught him off-guard.
Dean was young, no older than Stan or Nate themselves, but not far behind them. He had a sharp look about him, from his spiked haircut to his boots. Even sported a leather jacket to complete the rugged ensemble.
August 22nd excerpt:
The dark-haired man offered Dean an encouraging smile and all but whispered, “C’mere, it’ll be alright.”
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August 21st excerpt:
Nate managed to get Juno to calm down a little by the time Stan caught up. Dark eyebrows frowned at Stan as Nathan looked him up and down.
“Where’s Dean?” he asked, wasting no time mincing words.
Stan pointed. “In the kitchen. I kind of set him up with a–,”
Nate’s amber eyes went wide. “You left him on his own?” he hissed, incredulous.
August 20th excerpt:
“Nate will be home soon,” Stan reminded Juno, leading her back toward the couch. “Maybe he’ll know what to do.”
August 18th excerpt:
Jacob glanced back at the keys arranged near him, blinking away the glare from the screen. When his eyes came into focus, the first letters they read were upside down esc. Remembering pranks from back in another life with his friends, he punched at that key, marveling at the fact that he could push past its slight resistance. It wasn’t much, but it might slow Sam down.
“Wel– Hey!” Sam interrupted his attempt at an explanation, exclaiming when the laptop navigated away from the page he was on. “What the hell?!”
August 17th excerpt:
Sam gave up on that search. There was something niggling at the back of his mind, and on a hunch, he put in ‘tiny people living in the walls,’ unable to shake the thought that he’d heard of something like that while growing up. Not from his father or Dean, but from school and other kids. Something that, despite his experience with the supernatural, had never seemed quite real compared to what he dealt with on a daily basis.
This search yielded an instant result, bringing up a movie from 1997 that made Sam’s eyes light up.
The Borrowers.
August 16th excerpt:
“Dude, I don’t … want to be here,” Jacob pointed out, stuck at a crossroads between nervous and defiant. “Let me leave!”
Sam arched an eyebrow. “You don’t?” he asked, a playful grin on his face. He leaned forward and nudged Jacob in the side to get a reaction. “Well, once I get some answers, we can revisit whether you stay. For now, you’re sticking close to me. Where I can see you.” The sparkle in his eyes challenged Jacob to defy him.
August 15th excerpt:
Sam clicked through this before discarding the search altogether and changing it to ‘tiny people in motels,’ in case someone had run into the same situation as him in the past.
The first entry that came up got a flat look out of Sam.
“Fun-sized rooms for fun sized people!”
“That’s no good,” he muttered.
Brothers Apart 