Jim sat down hard on the edge of the bed, looking tiredly at Sam. He could already see livid bruises on Sam's skin. ..He didn't feel any better, either, just drained. "Sex is sex," The familiar phrase, "It isn't l-" Fuck, "love. Never is, never will be. It can involve that, does with Bones, but with other people, no. He knows," Doesn't understand though, "That 'bout me and always has."