Dean turned to the girl, "wait, wait, wait!"
"What?" Caithrine snapped.
"well for one thing, how in the hell do you know all that?"
"My Mom told me," She said irritated.
Dean crossed his arms. It was becoming harder to doubt what she said. She seamed to know everything…
"Either way why are you here? How in the Hell did you find us?"
"I found you because your name was on my birth certificate, and my mom decided when I was born that she wanted me to have your last name, because of some shred of hope that if you found out you had a kid, you'd come back for her." Caithrine said, her slightly acidic.
"That doesn't tell me why you're here, or how you found us."
"I'm here because my mo is dead and thanks to her idiocy with the birth certificate, you're my legal guardian."