[Dean stepped in after him and pulled the curtain closed. He leaned back against the wall and grinned, watching Sam soak up the heat from the water spray. He watched Sam's hand move over his neck. There weren't too many marks on his brother. He'd tried to be more careful. Most of what was there would fade in a day or two, he hoped.]

How much taunting am I gonna get if I suggest a nap after this? A man's gotta recharge his batteries sometime, ya'know.