"You're awfully quiet, Sam" In Sam's dream, Yellow Eyes lead him outside, "You're not mad at me, are you?"

"I'm gonna tear you to shreds." Sam glared hatefully, "I swear to-"

Yellow Eyes chuckled, "When you wake up, tiger, you give it your best shot."

"Where are Dean and Angel?"

"Quit worrying about them." He dismissed, "I'd worry more about yourself."

"Why?" He scoffed and opened his arms challengingly, "You gonna kill me?"

"I'm trying to help you. That's why we're talking. You're the one I'm rooting for."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Welcome to the Miss America pageant." He grinned, "Why do you think you're here? This is a competition, and only one of you crazy kids is gonna make it out of here alive."

Sam's eyes widened, "I thought we were supposed to be-"

"Soldiers in a coming war?" He nodded as he circled Sam, "That's true, you are, but here's the thing: I don't need soldiers. I need soldier." He put a finger up after coming to stand in front of him again, "I just need the one."

"Why?"

"I couldn't just come out and say that, could I, Sam? I had to let everyone think they had a fighting chance, but what I need… is a leader."

"To lead who?"

"Oh, I've already got my army, or I will soon, anyway."

"You son of a bitch."

"Honestly, I'm surprised you hadn't guessed. I mean, why do you think so many children flamed out already? Max Miller and Andy's brother, what's-his-name? They weren't strong enough. I'm looking for the best and brightest of your generation."

"My generation?"

"Well, there's other generations, but let's just worry about yours. That's why I'm here, Sam. I wanna give you the inside track. You're tough. You're smart. You're well-trained." He smirked, "Thanks to your daddy. Sam. Sammy… you're my favorite."

"You ruined my life." Sam growled, "You killed everyone I love."

"The cost of doing business, I'm afraid." He shrugged, "I mean, sweet little Jessica… she just had to die. You were all set to marry that little blonde thing, become a tax lawyer with two kids, a beer gut, and a little McMansion in the suburbs. I needed you sharp, on the road, honing your skills. Your gifts."

Sam glared, pain in his eyes, "What about my mom?"

"That was bad luck."

"Bad luck?"

"She walked in on us. Wrong place, wrong time."

He shook his head, not understanding, "What does that mean?"

"It wasn't about her. It was about you. It's always been about you."

"What?"

The demon took a long pause as he watched Sam closely, "You caught me in a charitable mood. I'll show you." He snapped his fingers and transported the two of them into Sam's nursery, back on the night Mary died, "Look familiar? It should."

Sam watched his six-month-old self crying in his crib, while the Yellow-Eyed Demon from the past stood over him all those years ago.

"Relax, Sam, this is just a hi-def instant replay." Yellow-Eyes grinned, "Enjoy the show."

Mary Winchester entered the room, looking tired, "John?"

Sam called out in a panic, "Mom!"

Mary studied the back of the man who was in front of Sam's crib, "Is he hungry?"

Yellow-Eyes shushed her, "Shh."

She smiled a little before leaving, "Okay."

"Wait!" Sam called out frantically again, "Mom!"

"What did I just tell you, Sam?" Yellow-Eyes shook his head, "She can't hear you. This isn't real."

They watched as the past Yellow-Eyes sliced his own wrist with his nail and dripped some of the blood onto Baby Sam's mouth.

Shock filled Sam, "What the hell are you doing to me?"

Yellow-Eyes grinned triumphantly, "Better than mother's milk."

"Does this mean I have demon blood in me?" The demon chuckled making Sam even angrier, "Answer me!"

Mary suddenly rushed back into the room and past Yellow-Eyes turned to her, revealing his colored eyes.

Recognition and dread filled her face, "It's you."

Sam watched the exchange closely, "She knew you."

Mary began to walk closer, but the past Yellow-Eyes forced her against the wall. They watched as he slowly moved her up the wall while she screamed, until she was pinned to the ceiling.

"No!" Sam yelled as Mary continued her slide upward, "No!"

Present Yellow-Eyes turned to a completely devastated Sam, "I don't think you wanna see the rest of this."

He snapped his fingers again and Sam jolted awake in the abandoned South Dakota house.

"Sam, wake up!" Jake shook him, "Ava's missing."