AN: Mooooooore! Yay!! 12 is a tag for Nightshifters, and the others you'll just have to see ;)

Lesson 12: Don't Give Your Brother the Shaft…or Vault
Author: eightiswild
Challenge #12: Green
Word Count: 100

Sam wasn't mad about being locked in a vault. He wasn't even bothered by the possibility of suffocation or the threat of the shapeshifter.

"Was your brother always that amazing? I mean oh my gosh, the way he stood up to that guy," the far too perky blonde at his side kept rambling on, "and his eyes! They are so amazing. At first glance they seem almost blue or grey, but then when you look deeper they almost seem greenish brown…"

If she didn't shut up or if Dean didn't come soon, suffocation would be the last of their worries.

Lesson 13: Have No Regrets
Author: eightiswild
Challenge 13: Last
Word Count: 100

This couldn't be happening! NO! He knew he should try and stem the flow of blood, but all his mind could see was Dean unmoving. Every dark and horrible regret assaulted his mind with a fury that nearly knocked him off his feet. This couldn't be the last time he heard his brother laugh.

A cough, batting eyelashes...and suddenly Sam was staring into hazel eyes.

"Look, I know I'm handsome, but can you stop staring and help me up, geekboy?"

It was rude, it was slightly inappropriate and at that moment it was the sweetest thing he had ever heard.

Lesson 13: No Matter Which You Are
Author: eightiswild
Challenge #13: Last
Word Count: 100

This Sam sucked at fighting. This Sam dressed even more like a pansy. This Sam resented Dean. This Sam pushed away Dean's offered chick-flick moment. This wasn't his Sam, but it was Sam. It was at least this version of the world's equivalent of his brother, and old habits died hard. In this world Sam never needed his protection, never needed Dean to tuck him in or sit with him when he was sick. But old habits died hard so Dean told this Sam to stand behind him, because the last thing Dean wanted was Sam—any Sam—getting hurt.

Lesson 14: To Cure the Cold
Author: eightiswild
Challenge #14: downtime
Word Count: 100

Dean woke with the first cough. He instantly climbed over to his baby brother. Sam coughed. Then came the screaming. The wails were halted by coughing that shook the whole tiny frame.

Dean lifted his brother carefully and ran into the other room with the howling child.

"Daddy!" the five-year-old begged desperately, but Daddy was still where he had been . Unreachably asleep, bottle clasped in his hand. Sam clung to his brother desperately as another cough wracked the small frame.

All Dean could do was sway quietly whispering.

"It's ok Sammy, I got you…" Until the baby fell asleep.