A/N: To keep the K rating of this story, I don't mention what exactly it is referring to when I write 'something else coach Evans had taken from her'. If you have not read New Life, New Family, this chapter may not make a lot of sense to you. Chapters 23-26 in New Life, New Family cover the original story of this chapter. Evy goes to her junior prom.
Evy checked her phone, feeling left out yet again. She hadn't been to school in three weeks, and tonight was her junior prom. But Evy wasn't going. She couldn't face her classmates, her teachers, and the place where it had happened. But seeing the photos of her friends, dressed up and looking happy and excited, made her feel she was missing out on something important. Something else that coach Evans had taken from her.
A knock at the front door surprised her. Before she got up, Dean answered the door and let in Jordan. Evy and Jordan's friend Katie followed behind him. Jordan was dressed in a simple black suit and tie with a white shirt. Katie was in Evy smiled and rubbed Squish's ears as she took in Jordan's unusual attire.
"Look at you!" she said. "Who's the lucky guy?"
"You are." Jordan said. "Come on, get up."
"What are you talking about?" Evy asked.
"Get up." Jordan said, grabbing her arm and pulling impatiently.
"Here you go, Jordan." Sam said, walking in from his room and handing Jordan a large black bag.
"What are you two up to?" Evy asked, as Jordan was thanking Sam for the bag.
Jordan handed the bag to Evy. "Get dressed."
"I am dressed, geek. Now what's going on?" Evy said.
"You're going to prom with us." Katie said.
Evy shook her head. "No."
"Ev, look at me." Jordan grabbed Evy's shoulders, and waited until she was looking him in the eye. "Trust me. Okay?"
"I can't do this. I don't want to be there…"
"Stop." Jordan said. "Look at me. We are not taking you to school. Just trust us, okay?"
Evy felt her heart beating hard inside her chest. She didn't want to do this. The school prom was held in the gym, and Evy didn't want to face the place coach Evans had hurt her. She knew he wasn't allowed to come to prom, as he was suspended from school now, but she didn't want to take the chance that he would break the protective order and show up just to spite her.
"Ev? I promise, we are not going to school. Please, just get dressed. Let Katie do your hair. We've got a surprise for you."
Evy looked to Sam and Dean, both of whom were nodding in agreement.
"I know what the surprise is, baby. It'll be okay." Sam said. "No one will make you go, but I promise you'll love it."
"Fine." Evy said, taking the bag from Jordan and walking back to her room.
Half an hour later, Evy walked back into the living room and took away the breath of all three men in the room. The dress was a simple, flowing, pink flower print dress, one that flowed nearly to her ankles. Katie had curled her hair into tight curls. For the first time in over a month, she was genuinely smiling. Not a forced smile, one that Sam could tell was meant to make him or someone else feel better, but a real, honest smile.
"You look beautiful, baby." Sam said.
"Thanks, Daddy." Evy said, grabbing his neck in a hug.
"You ready?" Jordan asked.
"I guess." Evy said. She was still a little skeptical but decided to trust everyone.
"Hold it!" Sam said. He grabbed his camera and took a few photos of them. "One more." He said after his tenth picture.
"Daddy, we gotta go!" Evy laughed.
"One more, please. I promise that's it."
"Only if it's with you and uncle Dean."
Sam smiled and handed the camera to Jordan. Evy shared another hug and kiss with both of them, then headed out the door. After some lighthearted teasing about being overprotective, Dean went to bed. Sam waited up for her, hoping she was having a good time. Jordan had come to him a week earlier, with a plan that at first seemed ridiculous. But Jordan had pulled it off. He'd managed to rent the ballroom at the local hotel and get the majority of the student body to have their own prom there, rather than attend at school. He'd also gotten parents to attend to chaperone, Sam's only condition when he was presented with the plan. Around midnight that night, the door opened, and Evy stepped in laughing.
"Hey, baby. Did you…" Before Sam could get out 'have fun?', Evy joined him on the couch and grabbed his neck in a hug.
"Thank you." She said. "Jordan told me you helped him."
"You're welcome, baby." Sam said. "Did you have fun?"
"Yes!" Evy said emphatically.
For the first time in what felt to Sam like forever, Evy talked. She told Sam about her night, dancing and having fun with her friends, and she didn't stop talking until she was out of breath. It was almost half past twelve when she leaned back against the couch cushion, exhausted but still smiling.
"I'm glad you had a good time." Sam said sincerely.
"Yeah." Evy said. "I thought that was over."
"Are you still having bad dreams?"
"Sometimes." Evy said quietly.
"Do you want me to still sleep next to your bed?"
Evy smiled. "You're gonna do it anyway even if I say no, aren't you?"
"Probably." Sam conceded, chuckling. "Did you know I was still doing it?"
Evy nodded. "Yep." Evy leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Good night, Daddy. I'm going to bed."
"Good night, baby." Sam said.
Just like Evy had said, Sam did wait until she was asleep, then went into her room, took Evy's saucer chair and got next to her bed. He kissed her cheek, brushed away her hair from her face, and felt a foreign sense of calm when he saw that she was smiling. As he prepared to sleep by her bed yet again, Sam whispered,
"Good night, baby. Daddy loves you."