Dean remembered the first time he had met Lasair. It was shortly after his dad had started hunting and Dean still wasn't talking. It was his birthday and he had just lost a tooth. He had thrown it in the fire place not wanting to remember how his mommy had always put it under his pillow for the tooth fairy.
While Dean sat thinking about how much he missed mommy a young girl appeared.
"Whatchya thinkin about?" she'd asked him as he startled from his seat.
He didn't answer which was no surprise since he still wasn't talking to anyone.
"It's okay you don't have to tell me. It's your birthday right?"
Dean nodded sadly at that.
"Well I got you a gift!" Lasair said as she pulled out a golden tooth and then disappeared.
Dad was angry that Dean wouldn't tell him where he go the gold but it didn't matter in the end. He needed the money for ammo.
For years after when Dean hadn't eaten for days so that Sammy could there would be food waiting outside the door no matter where they were and when Dean was lonely when Sam had left him for Christmas, and Thanksgiving, and at Flagstaff, Lasair would appear and keep him company.