Who: Christer (Dean) & Tracy (Sam); and the annoying little sister/brother/whatever Tanya for a while Where: A la quinta in El Paso, Texas When: Sunday Evening What: They know it's almost wrong and sort of unethical but it's oh so tempting... Warnings: There's flirting and drinking. And it'll possibly lead to wincest.
It just so happened that Dean had been almost in the neighborhood, close enough to where Sam, or Tracy (and it was better to think of her as Tracy in this context, because thinking of her as Sam would make things so weird) was staying that he didn't have time to change his mind - or come to his senses - on the drive there.
When you didn't know what the hell you were doing but were vaguely aware that whatever it was was sort of stupid and something everyone involved might end up regretting, it was better to just go ahead and do it rather than give yourself time to think about it. And that's exactly what he was doing when he got out of the car and swiftly made his way to Tracy's hotel room.
A drink would also make it a little easier, but there was beer waiting on the other side of the door, he thought as he stood there, staring at said door. Beer. And Tracy. Tracy and beer. A couple of seconds were as long as it took to finish that thought and that was exactly how much time he gave himself to consider before rapping his knuckles against the door.
And hee leaned against the door frame as he waited for Tracy to open.