A/N: This is only a minute chapter to lead on to the final one. No, I'm serious. It's uber short. But I hope it's satisfactory and it's only so I don't make you wait much longer. I'm so sorry it's taking so long to get this up, but I have been busy like you wouldn't believe and you never know how much of a bitch writers block is until you get it. So the next chapter might be a bit fragmented. I'm sorry. But I'm editing it up now and shouldn't bee too long. I absolutely promise!
I received some reviews/private messages and stuff (the details of which I will not indulge) but the gist was that of un-satisfaction with the whole plot line and characters and blablabla. I know Benny is a sweetheart. He's my favorite Monster. But this was set before the episode where he got Sam out of Purgatory and seeing as I didn't think we'd see him again I thought I might as well make a spin-off where he could have been the villain. In any case, if you don't like it; don't read it. It's sort of simple as that. There are hundreds of people (literally -omg the stats are crazy high, thank you all!) who like it, and I'm writing for them. If you don't like what I write, well nobody is forcing you to read on. Except if you quit you won't know how it ends. And how could you live with not knowing.
Andyway it's your choice, and thank you everybody else who read, reviewed, fave'd or followed! I love you guys :D
Benny had let weeks pass. Eight weeks. The Winchesters had never dealt with such a minor case for so long and he knew their patience would be wearing thin and irritability between the two would be running high. They wouldn't have to wait much longer. He'd make his move tonight. Tonight the ball would start rolling.
He'd spoken to Ben often enough and eavesdropped on enough of his conversations to piece together that his mom goes out Friday nights and returns the Saturday morning. That'd be plenty of time to put his plan into motion.
Ben looked up from his X-box. He thought he heard something in the house, but it wouldn't be the first time his imagination ran away with him. And besides, he was too comfortable to get up again. He stole a glance at the clock revealing he'd been playing GTA well into the early hours of the morning. Mom would be home in a few hours.
Only a half hour had passed before Ben heard another noise. It was much closer to his room this time and it worried him. He paused the game and scanned his room for a sizable weapon, but all he could find was his lamp. His baseball bat and weights were in the garage.
He pushed his door open a crack and peered out, looking for signs of an intruder but found nothing. He checked the bathroom and his Mom's room but everything was perfectly normal.
When he stepped back into his own room be felt rather than sensed him. He spun, and Benny, that creepy janitor slash bus driver was standing behind his door, his grin punctuated buy sharp fangs.
Ben didn't even get to scream before blinding pain tore at his neck.
