Dean glared down at the map he held that had red 'x's making all the recent activity in the area. "You got anything?" he asked Sam who sat behind him.

"Besides chafing from riding this thing? Nothing."

"Its still baby, don't call her a thing," Dean grumbled under his breathe. The 'thing' as Sam put it was the Impala, she was more of an impala now. She had four hoofed legs, fur, horns the whole thing; she was strong enough to hold them both still though but otherwise she was a perfect match to the African herbivore. She had changed while the boys had been heading home from a hunt and it had been a large shook when Dean's shiny black car suddenly became a living breathing fur cover animal.

Sam rolled his eyes. "Dean the only reason you want to kill Gabriel is because of what he did to your 'baby'" Sam said.

"Yes," Dean said steering the grazing animal to move in the right direction, "got a problem with that?"

"We have other more important things to do Dean," Sam urged.

"You want to try to get weapons out the trunk to do those things?" Dean shoot back.

Sam flinched and shook his head.

"Yeah didn't think so."