Highway to Hell {Makayla}

[Ben Isaac Winchester]

Damn it, he’d gone and dug himself into one helluva hole. With a grumble, Ben spared a glare at his childhood nemesis as she smirked over his quick declaration. She was going to use his grabby hands for a long time to come, he just knew it…and his being so blatantly defensive wasn’t going to help things much. If she told ANYONE in their family, he was either going to be beaten upside the head, or made fun of without end. Bah, he just HAD to go lose his mind and air-grab her boobs! This was KAYLA for chrissakes…she really didn’t have boobs!

A covert glance down to said area assured him otherwise, however. Crap, now he was sneaking looks at them! FUUUUCK, he was messed up in the head!

Wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand, he twitched a bit as she patted his back. God, she always knew how to push his buttons and seemed to get perverse pleasure out of it. It had always been that way; whenever the younger woman would come near him, she’d start in on the insulting or the sarcastic comments, worded just right to make his ego crawl away and die. Did she hate him, he wondered? Or did she find some kind of…sadistic ha-ha’s in making him insane? He’d never really understood why she acted like that around him, so much unlike the others.

The other girls, like Simi or Jessie, had always viewed him as an older brother. They gossiped with him, flirted and teased…but Kay? Unlike the rest of his extended family, it seemed as if all she wanted to do was…pick at him. Had he wronged her in some way, in the past? Or was it just merely their personalities warring against one another; his being so mercilessly self assured, and hers being equally self confident?

Bah, he wouldn’t waste the brain power on it; he was sure that Kay lived and breathed to make his life interesting, if not annoying. And people wondered why he preferred empty-headed women…

Speaking of which, the Hunter couldn’t help but return the grin sent at him from down the bar. He turned toward the other woman, intent on ‘washing’ his brain free of Kayla’s acidic wit, but with one little raise of her brow, all those hopes were dashed. Damn, was everyone afraid of her?

”You know, if you were anyone else talking about that girl’s ass, I’d be seriously turned on,” He said with a sigh, turning back to her. In doing so, he finally noticed the row of shot glasses and resisted the urge to bang his head against one. Great…there went his bar-credit. ”But since it’s you and not some hottie that I can imagine a three way with…I think my libido just died. Thanks, Kay.”

Grumbling now, he stole a refilled shot before his friend could take it and downed the booze in one gulp. ”Love you…HA. Like I’d love herpes…and hey, I don’t snore that loud! It’s more like…a gentle ocean wave, or something. God, Kay, just rip me to pieces. I can feel the friggin’ love from here.”

But frick…though he hated to admit it, the girl had a point. He’d made it his life’s work to make sure all other Hunters knew that he HATED to work in pairs, so calling any of the local lady-bad asses would hurt his rep and put him in line for ‘help me’ phone calls in the future. Not to mention that he could rarely stand any one of them, no offense meant, given the fact that, in his experience, most female Hunters tended to have more to prove than anyone else. Call him chauvinistic, but he couldn’t help it; they were just…too gung-ho. And while he loved a good bloody fight, he’d love coming out of it with his head intact even more.

He grumbled, cursed, downed two more shots and glared at Kay, but in the end, he came to the same conclusion; he needed Kayla’s help. The job that had just been described sounded like something right up his alley, and given the fact that three Hunters had just tried to kill the baddy…ooh, but his ego got all squishy inside. After placing his now empty shot glass down, Ben let his shoulders sag.

”God, I’m gonna regret this like hell, but…you’re right; I can’t find a replacement that I’d trust at my back. Not that I fully trust YOU, Ms. Let’s Make Ben’s Ego Cry. But you’re better than nothing, I guess. So, Makayla the Model…you wanna become Mrs. Winchester and go on an actual monster hunt?”

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[Makayla Rose Rhys - Damara]

It was so much fun these meets with her childhood enemy or should it be worded frenemy? The families had always been close and she always loved picking on the eldest Winchester. It was fun and she knew it pressed his tiny little buttons and made him twitch about and she loved it. She loved that she could get to him in such a manor. Any specific reason why she likes it so much was unknown really. It just was in her nature, but he wasn’t the only one that got the bitcattitude she dished that out to most. Look at her sister she was a mean biotch to her most of her life and they just now before her wedding made up. Perhaps one reason why she and Ben clash really was their personalities clashing and well she isn’t one of them girls that would fall at his feet like the bubbly blonde-haired woman at the end of the bar. She was tempted now just to get up and smooch the girl for good measure and to drive the eldest Winchester even more insane after the comment he had just thrown at her.

“ Now, Now. You know I am hotter then any other girl you could imagine a three way with. Seriously look at her she is lick able but….” Kayla said a devilish smirk sprawled upon her lips. Yes, she was trying to make his eyes bugger off out of his head and send him screaming out of the bar like a mad drunken man. He surely looked like a drunken man with the glasses in front of him “ I surely have a better rack then her. Hers are fake, dude.” He had told her how his libido. “Awe, I am sorry.” She said sweetly…” Nevertheless, hey look at the bright side now you can focus on the job you are meant to do, and that is finding someone to help you on this Job you are supposed to be doing. Get on the ball, Winchester and get your Lil’ fella outta the gutter.” She said with a slight chuckle under her breath, and drank her drink. She had mentioned to him about loving her, and he said he would love herpes more then here. She arched a brow at that. “ You would, would you?” She shook her head at him.

He said he snores like gentle wave and she choked on her drink as it was going down.. “ That isn’t what I heard, Winchester and you don’t feel the love.. Damn I guess I am gonna have to try harder.” She said tracing shapes on the bar with her finger, before calling the bartender over for some more booze. She wasn’t even sure if he had seen the line in front of him, but she still called the dude over for more and sucked down a shot. She really would need a ride home since her friends left her here and took her car. She had asked him to take her home. She figured he would retort with some sarcastic remark about her not being a lady. She had always been almost like one of the guys, but just one with boobs. She does dress a girly though. She is just a little rough at times and dresses in all sorts of styles. It was the perks of doing modeling gigs and entertaining.

She had gathered her stuff, and placed her pocket book on the bar, giving the person who she asked to watch her belongs a quick peek on the cheek and told him that he is a doll. She was waiting on Ben to say lets go I will drive you home, but the next things that flew out of his mother was kind of a shock to her. Did he just say she had been right and that he did need her help. Oh, how she wished she could record that so she could savor it forever. Benjamin Winchester actually asking for help. She raised a brow. What made him change his mind? She was sure he really could have found a replacement woman throw themselves at his feet usually. He mentioned about something about having his back even if he doesn’t trust her. “ You don’t trust me.. Ouch… that hurts.” She said faking putting her hand over her heart as if she was really hurt, but wasn’t.. why would he trust her really?

One thing was for sure thought she wouldn’t let him get killed. How could she? She knew what the family would say and they would have her ass on a platter if she was there and let him die. But now she wasn’t going to make it easy on him. Oh no she wasn’t. Why should she? He said no. She didn’t get her round of darts, but hell she did snag some of Ben’s booze so it was good night for her. She was sly and slippery. She took some money and placed it on the bar top so she didn’t hurt Ben’s bar credit. “ It’s on me.” She said to him. “ But now why would I want to help you now, Benjamin. I offered and you said no..” she told him eyeing him. She really was one that liked to make his ego cry. “ I am better then nothing eh? I think you are gonna have to do better then that to make me want to help you. I have had a bit much to drink and am now craving my nice warm bed and a bubble bath… so you best start groveling.” She told him and is curious to see if he would say please or beg. Hell, was she gonna have to buy her own fake ring now? Makayla would give in and do it, but right now she was just being a bitch to see how far he would go. She hasn’t been on a hunt in a while and it could be fun even if she had to be in a false marriage to Ben.


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[Ben Isaac Winchester]

With a sigh Ben refrained from smacking his head against the bar. He should’ve seen this coming; Kay attempting to drag out the fact that he needed help. She’d already busted his balls about everything else…did she REALLY have to make him beg? Or ask nicely? Gah, she knew he hated doing that! Which…yeah, which probably meant that she was doing it on purpose. Makayla freaking Rhys-Damara, ladies and gentleman; the world’s most insane sadist.

Of course, when his brain finally processed the fact that she was criticizing the sexy blonde’s build…damn if he didn’t have to remind himself that it was his childhood enemy talking. Was it wrong to think that her comments were kind of hot? ‘Lickable?’ Come on, man; he was red blooded and had to give some kinds of points. Of course, he refrained from saying anything, after the ‘air boob’ fiasco. The last thing he needed Kay to think was that he thought of her in any kind of…sexual way. Because he didn’t. No fuckin’ way in hell.

It was quite easy to let her comments roll over him, about his snoring, feeling no love and ‘getting over his little fella.’ He’d heard her make cracks at him so often, that it was almost second nature to ignore her tight little hide and take them all good naturedly. The only time he’d actually end up snapping at her would be if she really made him start begging her like he knew she was going to…

Shoving his fingers through his hair, Ben glared at her over his beer bottle. After a chug, a second of playing with his bottle and a fortifying glance at the now winking blonde down the bar, he turned to face her again.

”You’re really gonna make me do it, aren’t you? You’re gonna make me beg, because you’re just evil like that. Dammit, I hate you sometimes.” A martyred sigh escaped him and, as if knowing the drill, slid off his stool and smoothly went down on one knee.

Before she could react, he took her hand in his and- given the height differences would make it hard to press her palm against his heart- pressed her fingers to his cheek. ”Makayla Rhys-Damara, since you are one of the most beautiful, talented and devious women I’ve ever met in my life, would you fake-marry me? Please?”

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[Makayla Rose Rhys - Damara]

Makayla the after all is the evilest of the Rhys - Damara Clan and yes she was going to make Ben Winchester beg for her help. He even said she was going to make him beg because she was evil and that he hates her at times. “You know, you love me.“ She said as she had started to leave because she said she had wanted him to take her home. Before she could react he had actually got down on his knees and took her hand pressing it against his cheek, and asked her to be his fake wife. He begged her in front of a bar full of people.. She was shocked that he actually got down on his knees and asked her. The words he spoke to her were actually sweet, and she couldn’t believe this really. If she was really asked that by someone part of her would have really died on the inside from the sweet words. Makayla wasn’t one that thought she would really ever get married. Who would want to marry her anyways. Most people could only put up with her for so long or at least that is how she has taken it from past relationships. She always in a way thought her failed relationships were her fault even if they weren’t.

She was stunned for a moment by this, but quickly blinked and snapped out of it. “ Yes, I will but first.” She said, taking out her phone with her free hand. “ I want a record of this day.” gets the phone out and snaps a picture. She knew Ben would want to throttle her one for taking a picture. She quickly shoved it in her bra so he wouldn’t really want to go there for it. She did want a record of this day to bad she didn’t get what he said recorded that would have been awesome. “ So now, am I going to have to buy my own ring? We are going to have to get rings and stuff if we are going to make this look real to fool this ghost.” She was sure he knew that. Makayla actually started to stroke his cheek with her thumb where he had her hand pressed against it, She didn’t even really notice she was. “ Come on, Winchester lets go.” she told him. She didn’t actually make him beg more after he had said please which would probably have shocked him and he probably thought he would have had to go threw hoops before she would say yes, so she was full of surprises she liked to keep him on his toes.

She basically was pulling him out the door, and had to stop in front of the pretty blonde before they left and laid it on her good smooching her hard right in front of Ben for the talks of if it had been anyone else saying that the girl was ‘lickable’ he would have been turned on so she couldn’t help herself and had to smirk a little. It was the Makayla thing to do. Lets see how he liked her now. “Call me,” Kayla told her and stealing the bartenders pen, and writing her number down on the napkin, winking at the girl. Kayla totally floored the girl by that kiss, and of course most of the fella’s there probably thought it was damn hot. She didn’t play the fella’s she said she would, but at least they had gotten a free show now didn’t they.. “ Now, I am ready to go. Lets go.” She said as she started walking outside,and waited for Ben to catch up. She was such a devil to him, but she loved it.


[[ He may want to killl her now .. Had her try to get him outside so he could see the car and we can get on with the sexy plot we have I thought Ben would die with her kissing that chick mwaahhhh]]

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[Ben Isaac Winchester]

For a minute there, Ben reveled in the shock that flashed onto Kay’s face. He knew that his little ‘show’ would leave her speechless, and he mentally cackled in glee when it did just that. She would regroup in a few minutes; probably go off on him about not having a ring and whatnot, so he’d bask in this triumph while he could.

...Even though, being down on one knee in front of her felt kind of…promising. As if some Power That Be were patting him on the head for the show.

Bah, he was obviously going insane from lack of sleep, because THAT was just too weird. Him feeling good about proposing to MAKAYLA, of all people. Ha…yeah, it was really weird, and kind of frightening.

In all truthfulness, he could only have really done this in front of her, if he really let himself go all out. If he’d had to work with someone else, another Hunter or even one of his extended family, he’d have talked about partnering up, then went with it. But with Kay, he always felt the urge to knock her off her high horse and take her off guard. She was always watching him; always so willing to spar with him via words or those really strong fists. It was always a triumph to get her to pause for a minute; any kind of pause. And now was no different.

…That is, until it was HIS turn to be speechless. He was too slow to react when Kay brought out her cell phone and snapped a picture of him. He would have jumped up afterwards and attempted to snatch it away from her and delete the evidence…but the feeling of her thumb stroking his cheek made him pause. Then there was the fact that his eyes were once again drawn to her boobs, and his brain stalled with an almost audible screech.

”Jesus, you really like shoving electronic things in there,” He couldn’t help but remark. Just as absently as she’d been stroking his cheek, he’d let his thumb steel over her fingers in an almost teasing caress.

But, before either party could realize what they were doing, they were up and heading toward the exit. Ben was eyeing her a bit suspiciously, especially when he realized that she’d been talking about a ring….but all rational thought proceeded to implode in his brain, when Kay leaned over and kissed the pretty blonde he’d been eyeing.

He practically staggered after her, after that. ”GAH, stop doing that!” He sputtered, eyeing the shocked woman over his shoulder. ”You’re gonna make it very uncomfortable to walk in the next minute. AND you’re friggin’ scarring me for…fuuuuuuck!”

Managing to stumble out of the bar, he glared after Kay’s swaying backside…and then caught sight of his car. For a minute there, he didn’t recognize it; it was covered in some sort of white crap and half blocked by a pack of motorcycles that had arrived a short time ago. But when he stared long enough and took a few steps toward it, he knew that it was indeed the Impala.

With about three dozen lady’s pads stuck to the outside.

”WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY CAR?!” He howled, running toward it. ”AH MY GAH, IT’S PADS! WHAT THE FUCK…SOMEONE’S GONNA DIE!”



((Ah my gah, he just died in my head! XD You can either leave it here and we can move on...or we can play out Ben's chasing Kay all over the parking lot. Your choice. LOL))

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[Makayla Rose Rhys - Damara]

It really had shocked Makayla that Ben had actually properly proposed to her sure it was a fake proposal, but she had been shocked, but she still got a photo of it. Could come in handy someday for black mail. She was devious like that. She shoved it down in her bra so he wouldn’t go after it. He had said something about her shoving electronics there which gave her the conformation that he was in deed looking at them. “ Wouldn’t you like to know what else I shove there” She said with a playful wink. She knew he wouldn’t go there to get the picture. He already air grabbed them once tonight he wouldn’t make that mistake again. She wanted to know about a ring and they did have to make it proper. neither or them seemed to have noticed the sweet and tender touches and caresses they had been sharing if they had they surely would be beating themselves silly right? Seeing as it was them.

They didn’t have to get a official marriage certificate, but they should get rings to fool the ghost and Makayla was a girl on a mission. She had to kiss the blonde girl who had her eyes set on him before they left. Oh yes, it was a tease to both of them really. She was evil like that, and was having so much fun. It came so naturally she didn’t even have to think on it. The woman had been shocked, and Ben had told her to stop it she was going to make it very difficult for him to be walking in a minute and oh that was the point. As much as he tried to deny it she knew he would find it damn hot, and that just proved her point. They headed out the door, and he finally. She had been scarring him as he said. She wondered if it was really true. Tonight surely would be a night neither of them would forget. She couldn’t believe she was going to have a fake marriage going on to Ben of all people.

She almost forgot about what They did to his car, till he started flipping out, “Ooops. Looks like you had gone and peeved someone off, Winchester. Were you being a womanizer again?” She asked, “ Poor Baby.” He was going to kill her once he figured out it was her. Though dead or alive he would be screwed because she would come back and haunt his ass and she could take his ass and he knew it. She did after all kick his ass into the snow banking at Christmas. Oh When he found out it was her he began to chase her about. How this night for her just became one weird night. First she was out to have some fun picking on him and now she ends up going on a case with him and fake married what a night. At least she didn’t hot wire it and take it for a joy ride, and she paid the bar tab seeing as she made him look like a huge drunkard with all the glasses in front of him. He probably had his clothes in the Impala, but they would have to stop by her place to get some clothes for this mission.

((Think it could be funny him chasing her all over about, and oh my can you imagine if they fell all over each other -giggles- can already see Kayla’s reaction to that, “ Down, boy I know we are getting fake married and you want my body, but save that for the bedroom” -winks- Poor Ben would probably die some more. These two rock. I so love them <3 but if you want to start the next one we can do that too. They are fun. I am not picky. ))

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