"Fascinating this is the work of the Tricon demons. The demons that eat in three. It didn't finish this meal must've gotten full from the other two humans with this one. Other humans definitely had a role in this there are marks on the wrists and ankles. By the bite marks of the wound this wasn't a wild demon but one that has been doing this for about a hundred years give or take four years." Samantha told the two examining the body.

"Dad would never have known all of that by looking at the body." Dean scoffed looking over at her.

"I am who I say I am. Would you want me to prove it Dean? I could tell Sam just what you think."

"Could you two focus on the mission? The sooner we figure this out the sooner we can find the demon and where dad went."

"I'm not asking you two to trust me. I just want to find that demon and kill it, I hate it more than you two put together." Samantha snapped walking out of the room.

Sam glared at Dean. "What? Sam she's right I don't trust her. For all we know she could be in cahoots with the demon."

"You don't think I know that Dean? What other choice do we have but to trust her?"

"The other choice is to not trust her it's the easier one. Besides she said she has dad's knowledge and not his memories how can that be? The demon that got us could've been following us our entire life."

"I was talking to her last night and she knew things."

"Didn't you here what I said about the demon stalking us?"

"She knew what happened and what I've been thinking my entire lives. She told me things that happened to me before I had memories because she had yours."

"You can trust her all you want but I'm not going to."

"Let's just get back to the-" Before he could finish a vision came to Sam.

"You interrupted the feeding now you must die."

"Sam where are you."

"The Tricon will eat you before they arrive here."

"Sam will know."

"Sammy are you okay?" Dean asked Sam catching him before he hit the floor.

"I'm fine I just got light headed. Let's get back to the motel."

When they got inside Samantha was sitting on the couch sniffling into her knees.

"What's wrong with her?" Dean whispered to Sam.

"Dean?" She asked lifting her head. "You're okay!" Samantha exclaimed running over to the boys and hugging Dean.

"Samantha what's wrong?" Sam asked her looking down to the girl who was clinging to Dean.

"Sam we need to talk outside." Samantha told him releasing Dean.

When they were a safe distance from their room Sam posed the question that had been in his mind. "What's up?"

"I didn't know I was going to have those pesky visions of yours. I thought I hated Dean until I saw what happened."

"I didn't see what happened. How did you?"

"I heard Dean say 'Sam will know' but the demon was released and we were too late and I don't-" Before she could finish she was in tears again. "Sorry I'm doing the girl thing."

"Hey it's okay."

"No it's not. Don't tell Dean okay, that I was crying. I know he doesn't trust me but I still don't want him to die."

"I promise I won't tell if you don't tell Dean what you saw."

"Let's get back so we can find our demon the sooner the better, right?"

The two got back to the room and Dean was looking through John's journal. "I found the entry on the Tricon demons and it's what she said."

"I know, your dad wrote that journal and that's his knowledge. I know his knowledge and a little bit more."

"How do you know more than what you are?" Sam questioned to her.

"I'm the original demon hunter. Born in the year 6 A.D and died eighteen years after that. I am immortal because I've died and have been brought back as it was said in the prophesy. I won't bore you with details."

"The original demon hunter was a chick?" Dean said aloud.