Dean listened to the vampire's platitudes, not really taking them seriously. He looked visibly peeved when Erik mentioned his family, but he said nothing. He wasn't about to give names, and he sure as shit wouldn't mention them. He wasn't going to load the gun for someone who might want to use it against him.
Leaning forward, his eyes widened. "Bill made that. Bill Turner. He's not here now, but he was a vampire that got on with people. He and I were buddies." His voice betrayed how much he missed his friend. "But yeah, with Bill gone, don't know where you'd get a hold of more of those. Bill was mystic out the ying yang, and has been for probably his whole damn life. Since he was pretty old, doubt you could find someone to make it the same way."