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Name: Kazzy(like on her license plate) Impala

Nickname: Baby but will insist that Dean is the only one to call her that.

Age: Created in 1967(early 20's)

Species: Human Car

Extra Info: She has a 'tattoo/scarr'(its black lettering, but its rough and jagged like a scar.) S.W. and D.W. On her left wrist/arm from when Sam and Dean carved their initials into her dash. She also has a bracelet with 4 legos and an army man on them and a silver necklace that has a charm that say's "Chevy Impala"

Personality: Nice, but doesn't take crap from anyone. Except maybe Dean because he's taken such good care of her over the years.

Info: Gabriel recently decided to turn the Impala into a human to mess with Sam and Dean. When they return where they left the car last they will find a girl passed out where they left the Impala with every item that was in the Impala and not a part of it scattered on the ground around her.

Sam and Dean made it across the bridge back to where they had left the Impala. They had just defeated War and were looking forward to some rest; they paused when they saw a girl laying where the Impala had been, everything that had been in the Impala scattered around her including their weapons. "Hey!" Dean called walking over to her.

The girl opened her eyes and sat up, glancing at her hands, inspecting the bracelet on her wrist which had four color varying lego charms and an army man charm. She then reached up to touch her hair, a fascinated look on her face the whole time. She then looked up, a smile coming to her face when she saw Dean. She stood up on slightly wobbly legs, not used to them in the least. She then stepped forward with a grin and reached up to grab his face. "Dean!" She said and frowned when he pulled away and grabbed her wrists to stop her.

"Who are you!? And well were at it where's my car? You better not have hurt her." Dean told her lowering her hands.

"I'm Kazzy. Think about it, you'll figure out who I am and where your car is." She told him twisting her arms around in his grip, grabbing ahold of his wrists and pulled him forward. She moved her face so it was centimeters from his, looking him in the eyes for a few seconds and then suddenly pushed herself forward; kissing him before pulling away with a grin. "I've always wanted to try that, kissing seems so fascinating. No wonder you like it so much; It's amazing!" She said.

"Whoa, hang on a second. Who are you!?" Dean asked stepping back and trying to pull his wrists out of her grip but he couldn't, her grip was to tight.

"I'm Baby." Kazzy told him exaggerating the word and letting go of his wrists as he got a shocked look on his face, she stepped back looking over at Sam and taking a few steps towards him, pointing at him accusingly, becoming more steady on her feet the more she moved. "And Sammy; an iPod-jack? Really? It was like having corn syrup poured into my gas tank having to play that music." She complained.

Dean came out of his shock and turned towards where Kazzy was now before Sam could even respond. "Your Baby? As in The Impala Baby!?" He asked, sounding crazy to himself.

Kazzy turned towards Dean and smiled. "Finally figure it out?" She asked. "You really should have been able to figure it out sooner, what with how strange your lives have always been." She teased.