Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

A.N.: I wanted a hot steamy scene. * Snickers *

P.B.: They're gonna kill you.

Me: Why? It's what I advertised, hot and steamy. * Pokes P.B. *

P.B.: AnimeWolf does not own Supernatural, it's characters, weapons etc. etc. it's not hers.

Sam groaned as he entered his hotel room. Dean and Castiel were next door so now Sam could let himself show some pain.

Getting tossed around by a vengeful spirit was enough to bruise anyone. Sam's back felt sore, his arms were stiff from digging, and there was a cut on his leg from a tombstone.

A flutter of wings normally would have him look up, but Sam didn't bother.

"Gabriel, I don't feel it up to tonight." Sam muttered, trying to loosen his muscles. "And even if you healed me I just feel like sleeping."

Gabriel sat down next to him. "Okay, Sam." He gently pulled Sam to his feet, supporting Sam a little.

He got Sam to the bathroom, and carefully rested Sam against the wall.

The hunter looked at him quizically, and Gabriel shrugged.

"I'm just taking care of you Sammy." He leaned into the shower stall and turned it on.

Sam suddenly found himself stripped of clothes, Gabriel helped steady him until he was in the stall.

The hot steam that greeted Sam was already soothing his sore muscles.

Sam stood under the spray and relaxed, it took him awhile to notice that Gabriel was in the shower with him.

"Dad, Sam, what happened?" Gabriel asked, half-washing, half-massaging Sam's back.

Sam made a small noise, and murmured, "Vengeful spirit."

Gabriel's hands drifted lower, Sam started to object but Gabriel beat him to it.

"I know you're not up for it." He assured Sam, cleaning the wounds on the hunter's leg.

"I'm a little surprised you're not trying to convince me." Sam murmured, not sure if Gabriel heard him.

A splash of water against his neck informed him that Gabe had.

"Hey, I'm here for things other than sex, Kiddo." Gabe promised.

Sam turned around, Gabriel's wet bangs hung in the angel's eyes, but it was a good look on him.

Water rollwed down both of them, for a second Sam remembered leaving Gabriel in the warehouse, the water pouring down on him.

The water shut off, Gabriel had shut it off. Sam reached for a hotel towel, but a soft cotton towel came flying at him.

"Thanks." Gabriel nodded, drying himself off with a snap of his fingers. His bangs stayed in eyes though, and Sam smiled.

Sam dried himself off, glancing at Gabriel, who's gotten some clothes on, boxers and a t-shirt.

Sam grabbed his own night clothes, slipping them on, and fell into bed. He paused, realizing his back should've hurt, and sat up.

Gabriel was laying in bed next to him, he looked up at Sam curiously.

"Thanks." Sam murmured.

Gabriel grinned. "No problem Sam."

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A.N.2: Sam in the shower... * Dies *

P.B.: * Smacks *

Me: Ow! It's back tonight! And Castiel!

P.B.: Must I smack you again?

Me: No. * biting fingernails *

P.B.: If anything happens, we can rewrite it. Also I'm holding the review button hostage!

Me: What?

P.B.: NO ONE CAN REVIEW THIS CHAPTER! Or else I'll go on a plot writing craze!