This is something I started writing for my great friend on Tumblr. Hopefully you enjoy it too!
Disclaimers: I own nothing. Unbeta'd
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When he woke up that morning, he experienced what was probably the strangest feeling he had ever felt. It didn't really matter what the feeling was, the thing was that he was feeling. That was a new one. He rolled over and found that he was lying next to a baby blue mini-van. When he stood up, he saw that he was in a parking lot. Across the street was a little rundown motel.
"They'll be in there," He thought. That's the sorta place they always stayed. He took a step forward, and nearly fell down. Legs. Those were new too. That didn't roll like what he was used to.
Slowly he made his was across the empty street, and soon he stood in front of their room. He reached up to knock on the door, but was suddenly distracted by how it felt to move his fingers. Those were definitely very, very new. Then he was knocking. He'd never done that before either. Then the door opened, and they were standing in front of him.
It was strange to have them looking at him without recognizing who-no-what he was. He'd been so much to them for so long, they knew him inside out. Literally. Now they were looking him like he was a stranger. It was heartbreaking. He wanted more than anything right now for them to understand.
"Hi," His words came out gruff and lacked most of the purr it normally held.
"Who they hell are you?" Dean asked.
"I'm Baby,"
I will probably add more sometime soon