Bwen forever

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Bwen

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Adopted from Jerex

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Story Start

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Ben found himself unable to sleep. Ever since the incident with Ghostfreak Ben found himself unable to sleep. He would spend hours sitting up in bed, staving off the nightmares of a dark future. Though there was one constant reminder that encouraged him to fight.

Gwen.

He watched her for a moment and closed the door of the rustbucket quietly behind him, shutting out the cold wind.

She looked so peaceful when she was asleep. His eyes ran over her beautiful attributes. The cute little flare she did with her nose when angry. How she would push a strand behind her ear when she was frustration. Her lips…they mocked him every time they said a word to him.

There was a time where he missed they would disappear altogether. Now all he could think about what it would be like to taste them. No wonder Gwen rebuffed his advance. Here he was thinking about her lips like some pervert.

After a quick run about as XLR he returned to the rustbucket. Ben reluctantly glanced back at the redhead and found her shivering in her sleep. He reached for the blanket from his bunk and draped it over her.

Gwen smiled softly in her sleep.

Ben tried unsuccessfully to shake off a blush. He wanted to kiss her so much. He knew he could never have her. How could he said he love her yet put her in such danger? When you loved someone you didn't threaten their lives.

Ben found that he couldn't help himself as he thought about kissing her. Just one peck and he could suffer from her unending wrath later.

He felt his mouth go dry as he looked back at her. His breath caught in his throat, his stomach churned, and he felt dizzy. It was a combination of still feeling weak from getting over his sickness, fear, and other emotions he was unfamiliar to.

He inched closer to the sleeping girl and finally got the nerve. With one painfully slow movement, he kissed her. It was like nothing he could have imagined. Her lips were smooth and tasted of strawberries. Most likely her lip gloss. He pulled back and took a deep breath, a grin reaching from ear to ear. If she ever found out she probably…no definitely killed him. But at least he could die happy.

Ben got in his own bunk and hell asleep.

Gwen woke up with a start. She had just had a nightmare about losing Ben to Ghostfreak. She sat up and realized something didn't felt like. She pulled away after her covers to realize there was an extra layer of blanket. She moved from her bed to glance at Ben.

He was sleeping peacefully with a goofy smile plastered on his handsome face. Gwen blanched from a moment as a blush adorned her cheeks. Handsome?

Well, she supposed when Ben wasn't being immature he had a sort of boyish charm to him. Despite his bravado she knew Ben was a good person who enjoyed helping people. He had a bit of an ego sure, but that never stopped him from doing what was right.

She sighed, wondering why he had to confess. Now things were a bit odd between them and she was unsure of her feelings. Gwen shook her head; there was no point worrying over such things. They had larger concerns then romantic drama like…like Ghostfreak.

Gwen couldn't help but shudder. She'd be lying if she said she was unafraid of that monster. After all he possessed her once and almost forced her to commit suicide. She had close calls before, but that one was so personal. She was a prisoner to her own body and there was nothing she could do. She remembered the nightmares she had for weeks and how she took them out on Ben. And during their next encounter with Ghostfreak she took out her fear on Ben in fits of anger, unfairly yet subtly blaming him.

'I…I should apologize.' She thought. She began wondering, if that rough patch that soon began to develop was because she subconsciously blamed Ben for everything that happened. True he didn't help the situation and she wouldn't ignore those times he was really acting like a child, but she wasn't helping in the situation either. 'All those times I insulted or put him down. I knew how he would reacted. Instead of helping him or suggesting a better alternative all I did was insult and egg him on. So much for me being the mature one.' She thought.

She gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. His skin was soft and his cheekbone was a bit firm. Then again sort of kids their age into sports they were remarkably fit for their ages. With that she returned the blanket and got back into her bunk and soon went to sleep.

Ben let out a yawn and stretched his four limbs as he stepped out of the Rustbucket. What time was it? He glanced at the clock back inside the Rustbucket. 'Seven? Man I woke up early.' He thought but then noticed something. Where was Gwen at? He knew she liked to get up early, but this was unusual.

He shrugged his shoulders. Oh well, guess he could go for a walk. Ben smiled indulgently as the wind brushed through his hair. He couldn't remember the last time he simply just enjoyed a morning air filled her lungs rapidly before going back out and then back in again. What a feeling! A familiar shape caught his eye in the distance and he skidded to a halt. What was Gwen doing in the woods out this far?

Gwen sat down on the edge of the creek and had her hand out. Gwen muttered something unintelligible and water began rising. In her other hand was the spell book she got from Charmcaster.

Quietly Ben snuck up behind some bushes as he spied on Gwen. He didn't know why he simply just walked up and asked her what she was doing, but a part him realized that there must have been a reason Gwen was out there. He watched in awe as she continued to control the water. Causing it to move and swirl at the command of her finger movements. Minutes seemed to pass before Gwen was finally finished with the spell.

It was at that moment Ben decided to make his presence known. "Gwen."

The red-head found herself a bit startled before realizing it was Ben. "Hey Ben, aren't you up early?"

"I could say the same to you." An awkward silence coursed between them. "That new spell of yours was amazing."

"Thanks."

"Ben…"

"Gwen…"

Both pause unsure on what to say or how to react in the situation.

"So, what do we do now?" Ben asked as Gwen looked at him while pondering his question. What would they do now? All Gwen knew was that things from now on were different and only time would tell how things would play out.