The army man that Sam crammed in the ashtray—it’s still stuck there. The Legos that Dean shoved into the vents—to this day, heat comes on and they can hear ‘em rattle. These are the things that make the car theirs, really theirs. Even when Dean rebuilt her from the ground up, he made sure all these little things stayed, ‘cause it’s the blemishes that make her beautiful. It never occurred to them that, sure, maybe they never really had a roof and four walls, but they were never, in fact, homeless.