After a hunt, both Dean and Sam got some cuts, and so did you, but that's the least of your worries.

You cleaned up Dean's face, and now you're cleaning Sam's face with a alcohol wipe. You can hear him hiss slightly as it stings his tiny cuts on his face.

"You should really clean yourself up too.." Sam says as he moves his hair out of his face as he leans back a bit more against the sofa and continues to look up at you.

"Yeah, sweetheart. You got a pretty bad cut on your arm." Dean points out as he sighs softly while he leans against one of the motel beds' headrests