Dean flipped open the journal and started flipping the pages as his grandfather and grandmother watched him. He still couldn't get over that he was named after his grandmother, Deanna or that his mother had been a hunter. He stopped when he found where his father had written the movement of the yellow eyed demon. Dean knew that if he could kill it now then it would never kill his mother and everything would be alright. Mary would live and he would have a normal childhood. Most of all, Adora would get to have a normal childhood. God, he needed to stop everything from going wrong.

"Kid, I have no idea what you are saying or trying to prove but you are sounding nuts," Samuel said looking at Dean again as Deanna went into the kitchen to make some coffee.

"I know how it sounds but I am not crazy. I am your grandson, Mary is my mother and John Winchester is my father. I am from the future and I have come back to stop something very horrible from happening," Dean explained again. He was getting really tired of warning his family about the night that Mary died. He had tried to tell Mary earlier but he was sure that it she didn't get it or would forget.

"Yeah, you're right, it does sound crazy."

"You just need to believe me."

"Why? Give me one good reason why I should believe you?"

"Because if you don't, ten years from now, Mary is going to die and this demonic son of a bitch is going to kill her. I am trying to stop that from ever happening. It's why I drove all freakin night just to get the goddamn colt."

"The colt? You do realize that that is just a fairy tale hunters tell their kids so that they can sleep better at night, right?" Samuel asked resting his hands on the dark surface of the table and leaning in to look at Dean.

"A fairy tale?"

"Yes, a fairy tale. It doesn't exist."

Dean didn't say anything. He stood up straight and pulled the colt out from the inside pocket of the leather jacket that had once belonged to John Winchester. Dean looked at the colt then held it up so that Samuel could get a good look at it. He then placed it on the table by John's journal and went back to running his finger down the page trying to locate where the yellow eyed demon showed up next.

"Huh, well that certainly looks real enough for a gun that is a fairy tale," Dean muttered loud enough so that Samuel could hear him.

Samuel was quiet for several moments as he looked at the colt then looked at Dean. Dean looked up from his father's journal and looked at his grandfather. Samuel's hard eyes looked at him and for a moment Dean was reminded of a look that Sammy had gotten in his eyes at the age of five when he had been determined to still believe in Santa Claus even after Dean had dashed his hopes. It was the stubborn look that Dean had always thought came from John but there it was in his grandfather's eyes. Apparently the Winchesters weren't the only ones with the stubborn gene in their blood.

"Alright, so the magical fairy tale gun is real. That doesn't mean that I am going to believe the other crazy stuff you told me," Samuel admitted.

"I am not going to tell the sad sob story of my life all over again. If you don't want to believe me then fine. You can stand back and do nothing and then you'll lose your daughter. This son of a bitch has a sick plan and I am going to stop it," Dean stated firmly glancing up and looking at Samuel.

"Stop it? I very much doubt that you can stop my plan."

Dean frowned and then cursed as Samuel's eyes turned yellow. He reached for the colt but the demon tossed him in a chair and then shoved the chair across the room slamming it into some book shelves without even lifting a finger. Dean looked up and began to struggle. He watched as the yellow eyed son of a bitch that had killed his mother and been responsible for Sammy's own death looked at him and smiled sickly using Dean's grandfather's body.

"So, I take it that you aren't one of my special children. Because if you were, you would do less talking and more flashing around the ability my demon blood gave you," the demon said leaning in close to Dean.

"Demon blood?" Dean asked trying to keep the demon occupied as he saw Deanna out of the corner of his eye stick her head out of the kitchen. He really hoped that she had a plan.

"Demon blood, baby it's better than Ovatine. Does the body good making it nice and strong along with providing it with a little extra bonus. See, I don't have sex with the mothers, oh no that would just be... Well, it would get very old after a while. No, all I need to do is stand in the infant's nursery on the six month anniversary of being born on this miserable planet and bleed some demon blood into their mouth."

Dean started to process what the demon was saying. He swore and closed his eyes as it came together in his head. Azazel had bled into Sam's mouth when Sam had been a baby. Dean felt sick to his stomach. He really didn't want to think about what that toxic blood had done to his little brother. He suddenly thought about what John had told him before John had died and he wondered if maybe his father hadn't known all along that something could be wrong with Sam. Dean opened his eyes and glared at the demon that was the cause of all the heartache and pain in his life since he had been four years old. This bastard had taken away his mother, altered the course of his family's history just because he had some grand plan that might involve Sammy. No, Dean was going to make sure that it stopped there. He, Dean Winchester was going to change the future. He had to.

He looked up and watched as Deanna went to grab the colt from the floor. Suddenly she was flying though the air and crashing hard against the wall across from the dining room. Dean struggled against the invisible force pinning him to the chair. He was helpless as Azazel walked over to his grandmother and shook his head. The demon grabbed Deanna's head and twisted. Dean could hear the horrible crushing sounds as the bones in Deanna's neck were broken killing her. Azazel dropped her head back down to the floor and turned to look at Dean again.

"Now where were we?" he asked walking back over to him forgetting about the colt.

"I want you to look into my eyes, you son of a bitch, because I am the one who kills you. I end your pathetic little life. Maybe not right now, but one day I do," Dean told him smirking.

"Keep telling yourself that and maybe one day you'll believe it. Now, I have somewhere to be. Try to behave while I'm gone."

Dean watched as Azazel left. He looked down and suddenly everything was falling apart. He struggled against the hold and then felt the hold give way. He stood up and grabbed the colt. He needed to stop what was going to happen. He couldn't let his family fall apart again.

Kat tossed the last herb in the cup and coughed as a puff of smoke came up. She turned and looked at Castiel. She knew the look that he had on his face. It was the look that he thought she was making a mistake. She sighed and grabbed the cup and downed everything that was in it. She made a face and swallowed the contents trying really hard not to throw them back up. She knew that the mixture of herbs would make the binding spell stronger ensuring that it would take a while before Ruby could figure out how to break it. She tossed the glass aside and started throwing Addie's things back in the bag. She knew that once she did the spell the shit was going to hit the fan and she didn't want Adora there as her family fought. She shoved the bag at Castiel.

"I want you to take Addie to Bobby's. Just tell Bobby that something is going on and I just want him to watch her for a few hours until I call him. Can you do that for me or is that against the rules?" Kat asked softly looking at the angel.

"I can do that. I do not believe that this is a good idea. Dean will never understand it."

"I don't care. You want Sam to stop using his powers and this will ensure that he will. At least for a while until Ruby can break it. And I intend on killing her before she can."

"I am not sure that you can deal with the fallout. Katerina, you could lose Dean over this. Is that what you want?"

Kat picked Adora up and kissed her daughter before placing her in the baby carrier. She felt the tears coming to her eyes. She didn't want to lose Dean but she needed to stop Sam. She knew that what he was doing wasn't healthy and it was going to something bad. Ruby had him drinking demon blood and Kat wasn't going to just sit back and let her lead Sam down the wrong path. She wouldn't be a good friend if she just stood back and let Ruby use Sam for her own means. Kat strapped Addie in the baby carrier and picked it up and handed it to Cas. She shrugged and sighed holding in her tears.

"I know that I might lose him but this is my family and I am not going to sit back and let it fall apart. I have to do everything that I can to save it. Even if it means that I might lose Dean," Kat answered truthfully.

"Adora will not understand why you and her father are not together."

"I hope it won't come to that. I really hope it won't. "

Castiel watched as Kat grabbed her coat and pulled it on. He watched her leave and then looked down at Addie.

"I am not sure what your parents are thinking. They are so... Stubborn," he said as he vanished with her being her to Bobby's.

Sam looked at Ruby as she held her knife against her arm. He looked over at the teenage girl that was struggling against the ropes her eyes black. She growled at him and Sam was worried about where Ruby had found her. He had already tried three times to exorcise the damn demon but he just couldn't. Now Ruby was trying to tell him that he needed more demon blood to do it. He just couldn't drink it though. Every time he tried all he could think about was the look in Kat's eyes as she realized what he had been doing behind her back. He turned away when Ruby offered him her arm. He heard her curse.

"Dammit, Sam, you need it or else you won't be able to extract that demon," Ruby said firmly.

"Why do we have to do this now? I should get back to the room before Dean realizes that I'm gone."

"Are you scared of Dean finding out or are you scared of what Kat thinks of you?"

"This has nothing to do with Kat, Ruby. You have no right to talk about her."

"No right? She has you wrapped around her little finger and always has. She is the only reason that you have felt guilty about doing this. Well, guess what Sam now she knows and you know as well as I do that she hates you for it."

Sam turned away from her. He didn't want to admit that she was right. He knew deep down that Kat probably couldn't stand the sight of him anymore. Hell, he couldn't even stand to see himself in the mirror anymore. He turned when the door banged open. He saw Kat walk in. She waved her hand and the teenage girl was freed from her bindings. The demon ran towards Kat but with another flick of her hand the smoke came pouring out of its mouth and the girl laid on the floor unconscious. Ruby ran past Sam but Kat looked up and suddenly Ruby was flying though the air and pinned against the far wall.

"Kat-," Sam started.

"Look, I am not letting her go and we... We need to talk," she said looking at him.

"Sam, don't-," Ruby started.

"You, I think have had enough time to poison his mind."

Kat waved her hand again and Ruby fell silent. Kat could feel her body fighting against her as she unleashed her full power to flow though her. She had never felt so powerful and dangerous. She knew that once this was over she would crash but at the moment she needed all her powers running on high. She needed to be at her strongest if she had any hope at all of binding Sam and making sure that it stuck. Everything was riding on this; the most important thing being the future of their family.