A Crazy Switch

*Chapter 1*

The Winchesters headed out of the bunker to go on a case. They hoped it would help get their minds off the new horizon of horror that made its imprudent entrance. Unexpectedly, as they searched an abandoned field they heard the most screeching scream, followed by the sight of a ghostly gray figure. The woman creature gaped at them and let out the most vociferous sound. Afterwards, the phantasm disappeared from view. The boys looked at one another and nodded.

The Winchesters had recovered from research that this was the work of a Goddess. However, what they read was not in the documentary. This was not adding up! This was one baffling occurrence to them. What they saw did not resemble a goddess at all! So, what were they missing?

"I still can't get that screaming out of my head!" Dean expressed.

"It does linger!" Sam consented, as he tried to shake it off and added. "So is it even a goddess, you think? Something isn't right?!"

"I knows? With all we've come across. It's hard to tell what type of monster it is," Dean claimed.

"That's the truth," Sam pointed out.

"What now?"

" I have no clue. Trace back to the information we gathered?"

Dean let out a disgruntled groan. The crummiest task he detested was the book work.

Later on, and back at the bunker. Hour after hour of reading, skimming through context of books and files that the Men Of Letters had. Sam found an enchantment that sounded as if it might work.

Dean and Sam retrieved the items to cast a spell, to help them understand this new so-called Goddess, or whatever it was. As the spell finished, it appeared nothing happened.

Suddenly, a delayed swirling of yellow light hit the Impala. This sort of action transformed her into a woman. The woman has long dark brunette hair, hazel eyes, small cheeks and natural red lips. She wore a black leather jacket with a silver shirt underneath, blue jeans and boots.

"What the hell?"Dean quizzed.

"Hi boys!" The woman conveyed.

"How? Why?"Dean questioned, perplexed.

"I'm here, because you are in need of some assistance, apparently. And well, here I am!" The woman stated, as she suggested herself.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, let's go with that." Dean alleged. Then, he looked at Sam with confusion.

"But as Dean said, how?"

"Not sure."

"So what do we call you?" Sam asked the woman.

"What else?! Call me Baby," Baby replied and smiled at them.

"Baby? Right of course." Dean said in a wisecrack tone.

"If you really didn't like it Dean. You shouldn't have named me that!" Baby retorted, bluntly.

"No, no it's not like that!" Dean proclaimed, defensively and added. "Baby, I just want to say, how sorry I am for all the mistreats and the-"

"Oh Dean! You've apologized for that already. Well, the 'Just a car' comment still staggers every now and then. That was a major burn, boy!" Baby intervenes with Dean with a seriously remark.

"I'm sorry Baby. I shouldn't have said that, but I was-"

"A demon, I know! Baby interrupted once again.

"I am truly sorry, Baby!" Dean asserted in a convincing tone.

"Yes, I know," Baby cited.

Baby beamed at Dean, this made him grinned.

Meanwhile, Sam is odd out as the scene displayed. To cease furthermore of it, he cleared his throat and replied, "Okay."

Dean stared at Baby for a few minutes before she asked, "What?" and quickly eyed down at herself.

"Nothing!" Deans replied and added. "Let me just say this and always -You are one SMOKING HOT-" He stopped, and glanced back at her.

"Muscle car? Ride? Woman?" Baby questioned, confused.

"All of the above." Dean answered, smoothly.

Baby gave her best smile and admitted to them her deepest secret.

"Oh Dean! Just the touch of your fingertips has always done something to me! No one can fix, hold me, or my parts like you do. The way you gripped my steering wheel each and every time. And the way you put your key into my ignition. That drives me wild! OH!" Baby purred in a seductive voice. In doing so, Dean gulped impermeable.

"Okay?" Dean managed to say through a cracked voice. He turned to Sam and asked, "What's going on?"

Sam chuckled and answered. "Well Dean, Baby the once known Impala is now a beautiful, attractive and aroused woman."

"Just GREAT!" Dean said, fomented.

Sam snickered again, which made Dean query hasty.

"WHAT?"

In a jest, Sam spoke the following. "Dean, your dream car is now a babe. A dream come true, right?"

"Shut up, Sammy!" Dean declared, as a caution to his brother.

"Did I do something wrong?" Baby quizzed, for their conservation left her bemused.

"No, Baby you didn't do anything wrong." Sam clarified in comfort.

"Of course not, Baby!" Dean stated.

"Oh! That's a relief, then." Baby contended, in relief.

"Now, what?" Dean inquired.

"Find out why this spell worked like it did." Sam specified.

"Let's get to work then!" Dean announced, and both went to where the once Impala was parked.

"SON OF A BITCH!"

They both looked at Baby as she stood there.

"What? Don't look at me like that, boys!" Baby emphasized.

After searching for a car that they could 'borrow.' They all climbed inside a beat up pick up truck, but Baby hesitated at first. After adjusting the new positions of a vehicle, Baby hissed out.

"Steve? No! I can't!"

"Who in the hell is Steve?" Dean probed.

"Never-mind," Baby put forward.

Dean noticed how freaked out she was and told Sam to, "Switch seats with Baby." Sam gave him a puzzled expression.

"Dean? Um, no! Thanks- but no. I will be much better back here. This is all too much as it is!" Baby mentioned.

The rest of the ride was very quiet. Since they didn't have their usual choice of music, or even car. Once they arrived at another homey hotel, they all exited out of the beat up truck. Which Baby felt bad for the poor dear. It had a rough life and the owner really didn't give a damn about the truck.

As Dean and Sam talked about what to do next. Baby sneaks off to do some exploring of her own in this new strange place.

"Hey!? Where did she go?" Sam exhorted and they both wheeled to see Baby was missing.

"Oh, come on!" Dean yelled out.

More to come!