Part One of Five. Hope you like it :) ~WhobieLeah12
"Dean calm down. We'll find it."
"It Sammy?" Dean shouted walking in circles around the pavement.
"She is not an IT. She is a 67 Chevrolet Impala and I parked her right here."
"Well maybe you didn't."
"I know where I parked my baby! Somebody's stole my car." He stopped in mid tracks.
"Somebody's! I'm gonna be sick."
Dean felt fainter as Sam rushed over to him, helping him stand straight as his cheeks turned paler.
"Breathe." He comforted.
"Dean!" A females voice suddenly shouted from behind them.
The two brothers turned t find a woman of medium height and short black hair standing a short distance away. She was dressed in an ACDC T shirt, black leather jacket, skinny jeans and combat boots. The woman quickly ran over to them, wrapping her arms around Dean and hugging him tightly.
"It's me." She said finally after breaking the hug.
"Hey. You." Dean smiled awkwardly with no idea as to who had just hugged him.
"Look no offence sweet cheeks but now's not really a good time so."
"You don't recognize me?" She interrupted, seeming slightly disappointed.
"Should I?"
"You tell me."
"Well give me a clue. I mean could I at least have a name?"
"Hmm." She mumbled to herself, deep in thought.
"I dunno. I guess I have a few names really."
"What does he call you?" Sam asked.
"Oh hey Sammy. Wow. You're taller in person. Sorry about not saying hi. It's just Dean and I have a connection ya know?"
"A connection? Who the hell are you?"
"Like I said, I have a lot of names. But I prefer your name for me."
"And that would be?"
"Baby."
Sam laughed at her answer.
"Sorry. When my brothers had a few to drink he gets a little flirty."
"No he was perfectly sober when we met. Trust me."
"Alright. And what's your real name?" Dean asked, slightly more confused and impatient this time.
"Chev." She smiled.
"Chev?"
"Yup. Chevrolet Impala. Born in 67."
Sam and Dean starred at her in shock for a short while.
"Well." Dean finally spoke out.
"You look good for 43."