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January 15th, 2010 – 2:08 pm

"Today, I met this girl. She seemed amazing, she was everything you want in a person, she was beautiful. Smart. Even made me laugh and sometimes, that's hard to do and when I first saw her... She kinda took my breath away..."

Walking into the bar, his hands pressed against the doors and flung them open. The bar was empty, dark, dull and full of probably yesterday's drunks. Walking slowly over to the bar was a confident, tall, dark haired man. The type of guy you see all the girls over in movies, but this wasn't a movie, this was real. Hooking the bar at the bottom of the stool with his foot, Bentley pulled the stool out and sat down, staring at all the liquor that stood proudly on the shelf in front of him. "Hey, Can I get you something to drink?" The bartender asked him in a soft, velvety voice. "Yeah, erm, can I get a whiskey on the rocks?" Sitting there, he carefully watched the bartenders every move. When she'd poured the whiskey, he watched as it slowly rolled down the sticky blocks of ice sat in the bottom of the glass. Wrapping her fingers around the glass, she slammed it onto the wooden bar and slung it down to the other end of the bar where he sat. Sticking his hand out, the glass slammed against his palm and his fingers wrapped around it, bringing the glass up to his lips he pressed it to them and poured it down his throat. He sighed in slight happiness as he felt the alcohol burn as it slid down the back of his throat. Moments later, he heard a creak at the door and being the curious person he was, he placed his glass back on the bar and turned his head in the direction of the door.

As the door opened a slim, petite figure stood in the doorway. The shadows covered her body so her face wasn't at all visible. Her feet moved and she emerged from the shadows, she had dark brown hair that grazed her shoulders. Bentley swiftly moved his head, as if he wasn't looking. He was and he was glad that he did. Seeing her reflection from the mirror that sat along the back of the bar, he noticed she was walking closer, he felt nervous. Why on earth did he feel nervous? He didn't even know the girl. "A beer, cold." She demanded. That was kinda hot. The bartender nodded in her direction and went to the other end of the bar. The girl was a mystery to him and his eyes wandered in her direction every few seconds, he wanted to know more, she was silently enticing like that. She sat down on the bar stool next to him and smiled in his direction. Bentley smiled back, not making it look suspicious that he was looking at her. Somewhat admiring her. "Hey. Excuse me for being so upfront, but I'm kinda new to these parts, I don't suppose you know your way about?" She asked in a soft tone of voice. The bartender then came over with her beer and handed it to her. "Sorry about the wait..." She apologised. The girl then slapped a few dollars into the bartenders hand. Looking at the woman next to him, Bentley shook his head softly "No, I don't I'm sorry. I'm kinda new here too..." His eyes glanced down at his watch, he saw the time. Then a vibration came from his jeans pocket, his cell phone. Ben's fingers clasped the top of it as he pulled it out of his pocket and flipped it open "I've got to get this, do excuse me." He said to the woman, she nodded her head showing him that she acknoledged his excuse and swigged her beer. Turning on the stool and put the cell to his ear "Hey Kinz.. Yeah, I am. In a bar? Fuckin' hell. I thought you said you were gonna get it done with then get out? Right, I'll be there.. soonish." Hanging up, he put the phone back in his pocket and turned back in her direction. "Sorry about that, you were saying?"

About half an hour passed and it felt like ten minutes, time fly's when you're having fun, right? Bentley's eyes caught the clock and if this were a cartoon, his eyes would pop out of his head in shock. "Im sorry, I really have to go... My sister, is in the middle of a crisis and I told her, I'd get there as soon as I could."

"It's really fine, I'm not all about hanging around when you got things to do..." She trailed off.

"I'll be seeing you.." Bentley said as he stood up and pushed his stool against the bar. Give her your number, give her your number. He thought, but he didn't. Heading towards the door, he glanced back in her direction. As he pushed the door open, the sunlight hit his face and he smiled. He just met a great girl, but he didn't leave her his number, what was he thinking? He should have left it for her. And her name, he didn't even get her name. In a small rush, he wandered back in and walked up to her. "I'm sorry, I didn't even catch your name..."

"The name's Haleigh." She stated and he smiled

"Beautiful."

"What about your name, mystery man?"

"Mystery? Me? Okay. Name's Bentley."

"Bent-Lee." She sounded it out with a gleeful smile on her face

"Yeah, Bentley."

"I like it."

"I'm glad."

Smirking, he looked at the bar which wasn't being tended and leant over and grabbed a pen and paper, Ben then scribbled an only just legible number and handed it to Haleigh. "Here's my number. Call me whenever." He smiled and then moved, looked at her and headed for the door again "Like I said.. I'll be seeing you."

"What makes you so sure you will?" She whispered discreetly, he heard but acted like he didn't hear. "Instincts." Bentley whispered to himself.

As he wandered back outside, a smile of accomplishment spread across his face, it'd been a while since he'd done anything like that. Her quirkiness really struck him. It was most definitely one of her strong points. Staring around the small, ghoulish town, he looked for his car. Reaching it, he climbed in, one foot after the other and took a seat. Staring out the front window and wrapped his hands around the steering wheel. In the corner of his eye, he spotted Haleigh emerge from the bar and turned his head discreetly before feeling his cell once again it from his pocket, he flipped it open and answered "Hello?"

"Bentley?" He heard coming from the other end of the phone. He then looked at Haleigh and noticed she had her cell to her ear "It's Haleigh. You said call whenever, so I'm calling... now." She said and a smile spread across her face. "Yeah, I thought so. The number wasn't saved in my phone, so I kinda guessed." Watching her ass a little as she walked, he smirked

"So, I know you're went off in a rush and you're probably halfway to where you're goin' by now, but I don't suppose you'd wanna meet after that?"

"That sounds great."

"So, I'll wait here, or meet you?"

"Well, you're kinda in luck. I'm still in the parking lot. Nice car by the way." Bentley stuck his hand out of the car window and smirked. Haleigh looked out of the front window and saw a random hand appear out of the blue and waved "Nice hand."

"Thanks. Everybody always says how I have nice hands. Joey Tribianni once told me I was his hand twin." He joked as he heard her giggle down the phone. "Nice laugh." As soon as he said that, her laughing came to a halt in slight embarrassment "Thanks."

"So, you comin' now, or you want me to drive back to come and meet you?" He joked, insisting her to get in. She then kicked her feet out of her car and slammed her door behind her, sticking her keys in the lock and locking the car. Walking in Bentley's direction, she softly kicked a stone along with her with the phone still to her ear, "It won't take long, where I gotta go. I just gotta get my sister out of a spot of trouble."

"Sounds good." She said as she climbed into his car with a smile and looked at him. They locked eyes for a moment and they both smiled the same smile "Hi." She said in a soft voice

"Hey." Ben said in reply. They both put the phone down at the same time and then looked at each other before Haleigh decided to break the silence "So, where is it that we're going, exactly?"

"I'll explain on the way."

"Then that time we spent in the car, it was amazing. She was. I daren't voice that feeling though, we'd only just met. I didn't want her thinking I was some kind of weird, deranged stalker person. It was just amazing. I felt as though I could talk to her about anything, we'd only just met, but I felt like I'd known her my whole life. And I tell you, when we kissed, it felt... like no other feeling I'd felt before."

"So, you never quite told me where we're goin'" Haleigh noted as he started driving, "I mean, I don't really do this kind of thing often."

"This kinda thing?" Ben curiously asked

"Yeah, you know. Jumping into a car with a guy I met an hour ago."

"Oh. I see. I'm not a crazy deranged psycho if that's what you're worried about."

"No. Not at all. I mean, it's kind of... adventurous if you ask me. I mean, I live on adventures, but not these kinds."

"You live on adventures?"

"Yeah, they're not amazing, but definitely adrenaline filled."

"Yeah, I know the feeling." Bentley softly whispered so she didn't quite hear.

Sitting there for a moment, her hands softly touched the stereo and fiddled around with the stations before realising what she was doing "Shit, I'm sorry. I hope you don't mind. It's just I'm so used to being in control of the radio..."

"It's fine, really, just no... weird pink pop princess shit."

"Never. More of a 'I wanna slit my wrists, emo type.'" She said in a calm, peppy voice.

"You're not being serious, right?"

"Do I really look the type?"

Bentley laughed and shook his head as he started singing to the song that came on immediately, he loved this song. One of the best songs from his childhood, "I love this song. It reminds me of my younger years. Me and my younger sister used to sing to it and she used to do this weird... dance. If you could even call it dancing. More of a 'I'm gonna move and look like I'm dancing' kinda thing." Ben rambled on with himself before he even realised what he was doing "Sorry about my excessive rambling. I tend to do that sometimes."

"It's fine. I don't mind." She said as she sat there, in what looked like complete bliss. She brought her hand to her face and brushed strands of her dark brown, side fringe behind her ear. "So, I totally forgot what we first started talking about." Bentley said, breaking the small awkward silence that formed "Where we're going."

"Oh, yeah. We're going to help my sister out of a spot of trouble. She's kinda new to the job."

"Nice. And what do you two do? Presuming you're into the same work field..."

"Yeah, we are. But it's kind of complicated."

Haleigh nodded in acceptance, she understood complicated, after all the life of a hunter wasn't exactly a walk in the park. "How about we cut a deal? I'll tell you mine, if you promise not to freak out at what you hear, then if you don't want to kick me out, then you can tell me yours."

Bentley pondered on the thought for a moment as he pulled the car round the corner and carried along in a straight line to their destination. "Sounds like a great deal. But I'm pretty sure, I won't kick you out." He said in confidence as his hands tapped along the steering wheel to the song that was playing. "Sweet and low, little girl. Hold me down.." The song played in the background as he looked to her and then through the front window as the lights changed to red. Looking at Haleigh, he smiled "Yeah, but before I do... I just wanna say that, I like you. I know that might be a little weird considering we only just met. But, I don't care. Also, I wanna do this..." She said to Ben as she turned to him and brought her hands to his face and clasped his face in her hands and moved her face closer and pressed her lips against his, in a spur of the moment thing. Bentley went with the kiss and kissed her back 'What a great kisser' He thought to himself as she pulled away, leaving him stunned, not knowing what to say. He'd never been in that state. The impatient driver behind them slammed their hand on their horn and a loud, high pitched beep ran through his ears, snapping him back into reality "Wow." He whispered to himself as he pressed his foot down on the gas and sped down the lane. As he calmed his driving down, he looked straight ahead and at Haleigh, all he could do was smile "Bentley, before I tell you what I do for a living, I want you to know that I like you as a person, very much." She said in his direction, as soon as he saw his destination, he pulled his '69 Chevy Impala up next to a black BMW, windows tinted a deep shade of black and silver plated alloys. 'Nice' He thought to himself, before drawing all his attention back to Haleigh. "I'm a hunter of the supernatural. All those things you had nightmares about when you were a child. I kill those. I make sure that all those things that shouldn't exist don't harm people. It's kinda complicated how I got into it, but if you want me to explain that. I will. Right now" She bravely admitted. He admired that. But all he could do was grin like a silly school boy "Is this the part where you kick me out?" Haleigh curiously questioned him as he opened the door and let his feet escape and reach the fresh air. He stood up and placed his hand on top of the roof before reaching into the car and pulling the keys from the ignition. Bentley looked over at Haleigh, awaiting her to get out. But it was like her ass was glued to the seat, she was content on not moving.

Walking round to the other side of the car, he looked at her with that same stupid grin still stretching from ear to ear. He gently kneeled down and grabbed hold of the sill to keep his balance "No, Haleigh. This isn't the part where I kick you out. Or tell you, your profession confuses me or scares me. You made a deal with me, I made a deal with you. Now, I have to tell you what I do. You see, I'm also a hunter... of the supernatural. Making sure everyone's safe, away from these demons and.. Tricksters" he said as he smirked "And it's not so complicated how I got into it, but if you want me to explain how I did. I will. Right now"