Author's Note: Hope you like the last chapter, made me chuckle just writing it. Again, I forgot to do the disclaimer for the last chapter so this applies for the last one too.

Disclaimer: Anything that you recognize is not mine.

Sam had been an hour and a half at the library, he'd only managed to find a pissed off poltergeist haunting a house in Richfield, Utah. He noticed the Impala still parked in their motel parking lot, meaning Dean was either still cleaning their guns or somewhere nearby. He juggled the keys into his right hand and opened the door. Not really paying attention, he strolled in and dumped his things on the small kitchen counter, it still shocked him now, that their motel came with a kitchen, all be it very small. A slight cough caught his attention.

"Uh-hmm"

He whirled around to see a naked Dean strapped to his single bed by his arms and legs, with Prick written on his chest in squirty cream, and Eva written on his forehead in Black marker.

"Awww Jesus Dean" cried Sam throwing his arms up to shield his eyes.

"Yeah little help please"

"Oh god," Sam moaned, why was his brother such an idiot? "….right what do you want me to do?"

"Start off getting this crap off me," he answered motioning to the cream on his chest with his head.

"Right" Sam edged his way to the bathroom, being careful to keep his eyes shielded. God this was so wrong in so many ways. He retrieved some toilet paper to wipe it off with and re-entered the room, when he stopped.

"Dude what's wrong?"

A grin appeared across Sam's face and he delved into his jacket pocket.

"Oh no…..not you as well"

"Your not exactly in the position to stop me Dean," smirked Sam. A click on Sam's phone indicated a photo being taken.

"My own flesh and blood…well I hope you're proud"

"Call it future reference, you can show your kids when they grow up"

"Oh yeah that would make em real proud Sammy" Dean snarled.

"Or maybe I'll just show them on your behalf," Sam mumbled. He began to untie Dean's hands.

"What?"

"Nothing…so who's Eva anyway," Sam said quickly changing the conversation.

"Eva!…Eva is that crazy egg bitch, who did this to me!"

"Well that much was obvious"

Dean snapped his head towards Sam and gave him a warning look, who held up his hands in defence.

"Not only does she do all this, she actually steals my car…my car Sammy!" Dean almost whimpered. He'd let the name go for now…after all his brother was in distress.

"Hang on, your car's sitting outside"

"What…but she took the keys"

"Trust me Dean, its there"

"Great…this is even worse, so I can see my car, but I just can't get into it, wait what if she damaged her…was she ok?"

"Yes Dean…she's fine" Sam couldn't believe he'd given his car a sexuality.

"Oh thank god," Dean sighed, dragging a now free hand over his face. God you're such a drama queen thought Sam.

"There," he smiled as he finished untying Dean's leg, the rest of him now free. He still felt emotionally scarred at seeing his brother naked in such awkward circumstances…but he couldn't exactly leave him there either. Dean quickly pulled on his clothes, and proceeded to stalk to the bathroom and scrub at the marker on his forehead. Sam could hear him cursing Eva and mumbling something about her being a crazy bitch over and over again.