Bones kissed him back, gentle, grinning at the attention. He pulled Sam toward the cot, sat down, then pulled him down next to him.

"This is always in here, if you need to crash." He murmured the words into Sam's neck, nestling himself inside his arms, his own around Sam's. He covered them with the quilt George had left here, warm and toasty between the blanket and Sam. Looking over at Sam, he kissed him once more, this one soft and shy, a strange contrast to what just happened between them. "Rest a bit, yeah?"