Sam was less concerned about Gabriel's brothers and more concerned about his own brother driving off the damned road because he was tired. "I know. You need to get back home and all." And, yes, he wanted time alone with Gabriel.

He went into the hug, though, hugging Dean tight. "I don't know about that, but we'll definitely do our best." He pulled away before the hug could go too long, pulling Gabriel closer. "There's sandwich stuff in the fridge. We'll make sure you have a couple more before you head back out, too. And a flask of coffee." Because it would be a lot better than gas station stuff.