THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT! IT MEANS SO MUCH!

Please remember to review at the end! :)


I wasn't prepared. I truly wasn't.

The moment I heard the sound of a door breaking, my newly formed heart crumbled in fear. "Dean…"

I knew without seeing the scene what was happening. I knew the danger. I felt it.

My right hand trailed up to my chest, and I rested it there, hoping to still my heart, but I couldn't. I needed to move forward. I had to.

My Dean needed me.

"I like the disease."

I stilled in the hallway, and saw Sam backing up in the hall. I swallowed, and wanted to move forward, but my legs froze.

"Dean, stop it! I don't want to use this blade on you." Sam shouted, and my heart broke once again. How could it break so much?

Sam turned his head towards me, and a questioning look appeared on his face. He didn't recognize me that much was certain.

How could he? I've been inside a car for God knew how long.

He shook his head, and moved towards me. "Who are you?" He asked, grasping my arm with his free one.

I lifted my gaze to his. "Baby," I stated, not leaving room for explanations.

Sam searched my eyes, and I could tell he didn't believe me.

I shook my head, and sighed. "Later, I need to talk to Dean." I remarked, moving forward, set in my mission that my Dean needed me.

"You can't like this." Sam remarked, pulling me back, just as the door crashed. "Run,"

I backed up, and did what he instructed.

I ran.

~XXX~

I'm not sure what happened next. Which seemed to be a running theme with me, but all I can say was one minute I was running down the hall, then the next, I felt arms encircle me, and a blade touched my neck.

"Where's Sam?"

I swallowed. I recognized that voice. How could I not? It haunted my dreams, every night. Yes, cars can dream, especially if they have a spirit, which I did, always had. "I don't know." I answered, my voice shaking. "Dean…" I began, and his arms slacked.

"Who are you? One of Sam's girls," He asked, with a sneer on his voice.

I shook my head, as little as I could. "No, I'm your girl." I answered, defiantly.

"I don't have a girl." He returned, turning my body around, and slammed me into the wall.

The force of the collision made my head hit the concrete of the walls, and my breath shorten for a moment. My eyes opened, and caught his green eyes, eyes that seemed so dark, so different from my memories. "You have me." I answered, breathless.

Dean tilted his head, and for a moment, I saw his eyes melt into recognition. "Baby?"

I smiled, and nodded my head. "It's me, Dean." I whispered, water filling my eyes.

I could tell Dean was struggling to accept it, by the way his jaw clenched, and his eyes fought to stay light. I risked lifting my hand to his face, and touched his semi-scruffy jaw. "What's happened to you?" I asked, knowing what it was, but I wanted to hear it from him.

Dean loosened the grip on my arm, and lifted his left hand to touch my face. "I died, Baby." He answered, his voice breaking into pieces.

I started to shake my head, but the moment I saw his eyes starting to change, I knew I had to get out. "Forgive me," I whispered, and lifted my knee to his crotch, causing him to stagger back, and I watched in horror as the Demon appeared from within.

I felt a hand touch my arm, and I knew without looking it was Sam. He started to push me behind him, but I couldn't leave. I couldn't. Yes, I was stupid, but I knew Dean was still in there. I just knew it. "He's still in there." I remarked, and I knew Sam understood what I meant.

Dean raised the hammer, and aimed it at Sam's head, and Sam ducked, and I fell to the ground, hard. I lifted my head to see Sam place the dagger under Dean's neck, and my gas ran cold, or my blood.

"Sam, please," I begged, I couldn't stand the thought of Dean dying, no matter what form he was. I wasn't going to be Baby without Dean. I wasn't going to be anything. My entire existence depended on him. It was crazy, but that's the way I was designed.

"Do it, Sam." Dean urged, his eyes cold and distant.

I felt the water from before fall down my cheeks. "Dean…" My voice broke as I called his name, and he lowered his eyes to me, and I saw the change as I had seen moments before. His eyes were focused on mine, and I could see from the corner of my eye that Sam had lowered the dagger.

I could sense Sam's questions, but I couldn't answer them. Not now, not when Dean needed me focused. Dean jerked his head, and his eyes flashed black, and he stepped towards Sam.

I hollered my protest just when Castiel appeared behind Dean, and wrapped his arms around him.

"It's over, Dean." Cas stated, holding tight and fast.

I clamored to stand, and I felt Sam's hand on my arm, helping me. I let out a small whimper as Dean roared, an inhuman roar, and I leaned into Sam's side.

"Let go of her!" Dean roared, and I shook my head. "She's my Baby!" He shouted, his black eyes glaring brighter, if that was possible.

Castiel tightened his hold around him, and soon Dean collapsed in his arms. I stepped forward, but Sam held me back. I wanted to go with Dean and Cas, as Cas carried towards a room I didn't know about. Of course, how could I?

I bowed my head, and finally turned to face Dean's brother.

"Who are you?" Sam asked, his voice shaking, I was assuming from the fight with his brother.

I inhaled deeply, and lifted my eyes to his. "I am who he said." I began, my eyes burning into his. "I'm Baby." I added, with a soft smile.

"Baby?" Sam asked, bowing his head to look at me better. I realized how tall he was compared to my short frame, but I overlooked that, and nodded.

"I'm the spirit that resides in the Impala or Baby as Dean calls me." I explained, bowing my head with a soft smile.

Sam looked as if he didn't believe me, but I lifted my hand to stop his questions. "I was pulled out of the car to help Dean. I know you have questions, and so do I, but Dean comes first." I stated, backing away, and headed down the hall towards the room where Dean was being held.

"Are you coming?" I shouted over my shoulder, and heard Sam clear his throat, and follow me down the hall.


Please be kind!

This story is different than others I've written. I'm trying something new with writing in first person. I hope you like it.

This story won't be long. I've already have it planned out. The next chapter needs a little revision, but it should be up soon.

Until Next Time...