Fandom Ships One Shots

Baby

-Oh my GOD I'm so tired- said Dean getting out of the black Impala

-Yeah man, those witches are a handful, they just attack goddammit- Said Sam Stretching his arms

-I'm just glad that my baby is alright after that bitch hit it, thanks Cas, for fixing it man- Said Dean hugging Cas

-Get a room you two- Said Sam- Where's Gabe?

-Huh, look who's talking.- Said Cas- Call him, he should be here by the time you- Cas got interrupted by a flutter of wings and a sweet smell-Nevermind. Hey Gabe

-What's uuuuup!- Said Gabriel

-Nothing, we're fine, it was Sam who was calling you.

-Oh?- Gabe said- Where's my moose?- Said Gabe taking out the lollipop out of his mouth just to walk towards Sam and giving him a peck on the lips

-Yes, I was indeed.- Said Sam- AND I'm famished. Get me home.

-Your wishes are my command master moose- Sam hit Gabe and took his hand. Soon enough, they were gone.

-Those guys are weird.- Said Dean

-Why?

-I don't know

-Well if I might say, we are like them

-Yeah, haha, come on, let's eat some pie and then I'm off to sleep

-Okay, If you want I can cook tonight, or I could get burgers

-Burgers.- Said both of them

-Okay then, let's eat.- Said Cas hanging his trench coat.

After eating and Dean throwing non funny jokes, they went to sleep. Dean felt something touch his arm and he got easily awake. Cas was still sleeping, and that was a good thing, he didn't want to wake him up, Cas was tired too. Slaying witches and his brothers in his presence and killing them wasn't that relaxing. Cas was sad, yes, but he was kinda used to it. If he had Dean, he had everything. Dean got up, watching his step so he wouldn't wake up Cas. He looked out of the window and he didn't see the Impala.

-Oh hell no.- He got to the door opening it and getting a shotgun- I swear, whoever stole baby is going to..- He looked and saw a guy standing at his doorstep, it was 3 am but for what he could see was brown hair, red eyes, nerdy glasses, a total cutie. Wait what? No. He had Cas, what the hell was he thinking.- Who the hell are you and where's my car.

-Well, umm, I don't know but you call me "Baby"- Said the guy tilting his head to one side

-What the hell is wrong with you? Where the fuck is my car!?

-Umm Dean, what is wrong with you? I told you, you call me baby.

-HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME AND DUDE I NEVER CALL NOBODY BABY THE ONLY ONE I CALL THAT IS MY CAR WHICH BY THE WAY WHERE IS IT.

- Goddammit. Your fucking angel fixed me a couple of hours ago. I'm a '67 Chevy Impala. 

-How can you be a car are you stupid?

-Dean. Come on.- The guy starts singing Dean's favorite songs and he still can't believe it

-Wait, so...you... my car?

-Yes.

-How...?

- Apparently the witch that smashed me a couple of hours ago had some friends and converted me

-The heck? Anyways, umm this is going to be hard to explain to the guys, umm but we have to give you a name.

-I already have a name. You gave me a name.