"How certain are you that what you brought back, is one hundred percent – pure - Sam?"
Dean's stomach did a slow-motion roll as he stared at Yellow-Eyes.
No.
No, he was certain – except the way Sam'd hesitated – letting Jake get a hold of Ellen.
Except the look in Sam's eyes when he'd emptied his clip into Jake.
Except –
For fuck's sake! He knew Sam, knew him inside and out, back all the way to the front. Sam hadn't been tempted alive and he – he'd died. His soul brought back–
Demons lie, he told himself.
But sometimes, they told the truth.