"Jesus, Sam." He sat up at the sudden impact, startled. He shouldn't be, probably. Sam's temper had been through the roof lately and that was saying something.

"Calm down, would you?" He didn't know how to evade this... mostly because lying to Sam never settled right with him. It didn't mean that he didn't know how to do it though, wouldn't do it...

"I've been at the motel all freaking night, Sam. You're the one who was out, remember? Running around with her, doing God only knows what, right?"