The Car –John Winchester

WE all know how much Dean loves his car, but lets get the Car's impression of Dean. Just a fun insight to how a car would feel if Dean washed and waxed her every chance he got . I will explore her feelings towards Sam as well . HeHeHe.

Disclaimer- This belongs to the 67 Impala not me , I had a 85 Impala not the same thing . But I loved that car . Not like Dean … but worse every other day I was washing it and I'm a girl .

Okay I wrote all this years ago before we went in to the history of the Winchesters so this will not follow suit to the show or it might anyway sit back and relax .

Written in the thoughts of the Impala

The Son shone off of my shiny exterior. The sun was nice and warm , felt good to my 38 year old body. If I had eyelids I would have blinked right now , it is my favorite time of day. Morning . I knew that at any second he would come outside to touch my warm hood and whisper loving words to me .

Sorry, I guess I should explain I am a 1967 Chevy Impala , a dying breed of a car. I have had many owners well not that much, I'm no slut of a car. I do remember my first owner. A woman , Betty I think her name was . She was good to me regular oil changes, expensive gas, washed me by had and waxed. Yep I liked Betty very much , until she was killed. Her son said a house fire , being a car I didn't really understand.

Next was Todd. I hated him, I was always dirty filthy inside and out . I loved stalling on him. A year later he tried to drive me while he was drunk. I just sat there , then he got mad and shot me . The prick shot me right there in my hood . It didn't hurt as much as it did when they towed me to an old empty car lot .

Owners came and went. I was beginning to get depressed. I missed being loved and pampered. Then she found me , she only had be fore a few weeks when a drunken bastard hit me . Ruining my face and killing my owner. Kelly was her name , pretty woman her husband had bought me for her . After a mechanics fixed me , he sold me to a scruffy older man, he had gentle hands though and talked to me . I liked him, he took me to get my engine worked on and my body sealed with some kind of salt guard. Sanded out any rust spots and got a new paint job.

I really liked this person. People called him John.

One day, after a long drive, tune up and oil change, lube job, new tires and breaks. A good hot bath and a wonderful rub down and wax job. John came over and placed a red ribbon on my hood. I started to panic… where was he going ? Was I a bad car? Did I let him down some how ? Why was he leaving me ?

I had seen humans cry and wished I could of at that moment . Then my spirits lifted when I saw him coming back. He looked at me and ran a loving hand over my roof . He opened my door and once more sat in the driver's seat. I had wished he would put the key in my ignition so I could roar or purr to life. I got my wish . I was so thrilled to have him in the driver's seat again. We flew down the road to a yellow house; he pulled me into the driveway and turned me off . He sat there for a moment stroking my dash.

" Ahh my pretty girl, my son is going to love you "

' Not as much as you do john ' I thought to myself . He sat there a few more minutes, then I felt a tear hit my seat belt and felt his sadness. He was leaving me I could tell. He caressed my steering wheel one last time .

" Take of my boys princess, you might be the only thing that Dean will ever love or trust again" With that being said , he got out of my driver's seat gently closed the door and walked away .

I realized my mistake I had forgotten that they had the Impala all their lives so no flaming about that . other than that glitch I hope you enjoyed and yes there is more to come .