Rowena thought you were dead. No, she was certain of it.

It had been well over 200 years since she had seen you. You and her were the best of friends in her village before she became a full-fledged witch. She had thought you died because of an animal attack you were in. That, and the 200 years a normal person could definitely not live.

But here you were, being held over Rowena’s head like bait. Sam and Dean wanted her to kill you, to remove Dean’s mark of Cain since it needed the heart of a loved one, and you were the only one Rowena ever loved.

All she could do right now was stare at you. She couldn't move, or speak, she could only stare back into your red eyes. “Come on Rowena, it's just a Vamp.” Sam said impatiently.