As cases came in over three months there would be times when they worked together, the 3 of them, and times when she would sit out and research with Bobby.
Evie's relationship grew with both the boys. She found herself nerding out with Sam watching Doctor Who or squabbling over mythology. He really started to feel like a brother, something she never had. They were good on hunts too. Aware of each other, looking out for one another, able to throw knives and guns around. Knowing what certain eye movements meant. She felt like part of a family.
She was even keener about knowing where Dean was in certain situations. More aware of him. But she could feel the sexual tension growing between her and Dean. It was getting to the point where it felt like you could cut it with a knife when they were in a room together. They danced around each other like a tango, bouncing snark and innuendo back and forth. Giving each other small touches here and there. Sometimes Evie would have enough courage (and adrenaline) after a hunt to smack Dean's ass.
Evie even met Castiel once for about a minute. He seemed scared of her. And when she turned around he was gone. And when she heard Dean was talking to Cass and turned a corner or walked in the room, he disappeared immediately. Even if it was mid-sentence. She'd been meaning to ask Dean what his glitch was with her.
But after all those months of dancing, Dean asked her on a hunt and Sam said it was an easy case and he'd help Bobby with research since Bobby was sick.
It was a pretty straight forward case. Violent spirit. Salt and burn the bones. Easy. As if their life was ever easy. But still, she was hyper-aware of herself. Only her and Dean. Her mind went to a million possibilities but then she remembered: Do the job. Her dad had always told her that when she wasn't focused. So she played that mantra over in her head, trying not to look uncomfortable or nervous in the passenger seat of Dean's Impala.
They stood in the salt circle, guns in hand. Dean screaming at Sam on the phone to find him more information. Sam yelling back he was trying. Meanwhile they were both shooting keeping the spirits from reaching them. Soon they were coming at them from all angles. Evie pulled out a second polished silver gun and was blasting off double shots, dropping the clips, instantly reloading, and shooting again.
"How the hell are you doing that?!" Dean yelled.
"Not the time, find the damn bracelet!" Sam discovered the killer kept a charm bracelet of all the people he killed. The spirits were connected to that. The salt circle had been broken so the only thing stopping the ghosts from reaching Dean was Evie. But she was fast. Shooting left, right, left and right. Constantly aware of where the ghosts were coming from and where Dean was.
Dean finally found the bracelet, threw some gasoline on it, and lit it on fire. Then he stood up unaware of the ghost headed right for him.
"DOWN!" Evie yelled with such force it shook the room.
Dean ducked and she blasted one last ghost just as it combusted.
She breathed out loudly. Through pants, "Easy, right?"
Dean laughed through his panting. "Maybe too easy. And OK. I'll give it up to you. You're a pretty good hunter."
"Four months and I'm just pretty good?" Evie rolled her eyes but they both laughed. Evie went back to what was left of the salt circle and picked up about 5 clips which is when Dean asked her where she learned that and how she reloaded that fast.
"My dad. He said he wasn't gonna be around forever so he showed me how to shoot akimbo. Harder than you'd think to learn. He started me at 15. By the time he died I was good enough. As for the reloading..." She turned around and lifted up her jacket and t shirt halfway up her back.
"What is that?" Dean asked more curious than scared like most guys tended to be.
"An exo-spine. I broke my spine in 3 places fighting a mean, powerful Djinn. When my dad passed, I turned the bottom into a clip holder that can be removed. The clips are made of iron that's been dipped in holy water, which is why I wasn't so worried about them."
"Jesus, you're like a terminator hunter. Do I have to go with you if I vant to live?" Dean said in his Arnold Schwarzenegger voice.
Evie laughed and rolled her eyes. Then Dean asked, "Can I touch it?"
It was the first time anyone ever asked to touch it. "Jes, joo have to come vith me. And yeah you can touch it," she said imitating Dean's Arnold voice.
He laughed back at her as she felt Dean's hand reach out and touch the metallic line that went all the way up her spine. He only touched the part that held the clips. He brushed his hands along the sides where her actual skin was. She felt a twist in her stomach and a small shiver run through her.
"How come I didn't see this when you had your bikini on?"
"Because it comes off. I can take it off to sleep or rest or walk slowly but I need it to run, jump, hunt. Otherwise I'd be a boneless mess."
"Evie jello," Dean said laughing at what she figured was the thought in his mind.
"And the reloading so damn fast?" he asked.
"Ah. Yeah. These guns were my dad's. Like most of my stuff. He had them specially made. They have a switch that can turn on or off a button that allows for quick reload. So if I drop a clip out, clip one in, say from my exo-spine, and hit the button it automatically pulls back loading the bullet. Here watch."
She could feel Dean's eyes on her. Boring through her. Her adrenaline ran through her as she made the movements like a second nature to her. He clapped after she'd done it and she curtsied. He made a small laugh and helped her pick the clips off the floor.