The fabric of the towel gave Sam a sufficient hand hold and he guided his brother out of the bath, grabbing a second towel on the way. While Dean waivered precariously on his own, Sam laid the second towel on his bed.

He grabbed his brother and sat him down. Dean fell back very quickly. While Sam went to retrieve dry clothes for him, Dean managed to peel off his wet ones.

While searching through the bags, Sam felt the slap of wet clothes on his back. He sighed as he rolled eyes and called to Dean as he tossed his clean clothes at him. The odds were not good. After the clothes landed on the bed, Dean raised his hand to catch them.

Sam had to admit he was having fun. He contemplated tossing Dean's boots at him. He picked up the wet clothing and hung them over a chair. When he turned back around, Sam realized Dean needed help with his t-shirt since had put his arm through the neck opening and could go no further.

The shower had done nothing but make Dean more pliable. Sam pulled the t-shirt over his head and successfully maneuvered his arms. It was then that he noticed the rough scraped knuckles. This looked fresh and Sam had checked Dean's injuries earlier in the day.

"When did this happen, Dean?" He got no answer until he put Dean's hand in front of his face.

"Oh, just told some guy to eat his nuts."

Sam had to admit that was a new one and he was sorry to have missed it. Suppressing his laughter, Sam asked why.

Dean told a convoluted story. The gist was that he was at the bar, talking to a girl and a guy was heckling him. He was picking at a bowl of peanuts. Dean ignored him but eventually turned to him and politely asked him to stop.

What Dean actually did was turn to the guy, full scowl, and say, "Shut up, and eat your nuts", adding, "not like you haven't heard that before." The man disagreed. However, it only took one punch to convince him. That done, Dean decided to leave.

Sam enjoyed funny Dean. He decided to try to put him to bed. At this point, it was relatively easy. Dean was now singing 'Enter Sandman.'

Sam brought his brother a bottle of water and stood by until he drank it all. He then got Dean under the covers. Dean asked Sam if he wanted to hear a joke. Sam said, "Sure."

"Why does the pirate wear brown pants?"

Laughing, Sam said, "That's not how it goes, Dean."

"You laughed."

Sam laughed again.

With Dean tucked in bed, Sam collected the towels as well as Dean's discarded clothes. He would leave the rest of the mess until tomorrow.

As he walked passed Dean's bed, he could hear the soft snoring that let him know his brother was finally at rest. Sam got under the covers as the sun peeked through the curtains.