Ben was telling her what she needed to hear, just like always, telling her they'd get her father and his Uncle back, together. That they'd save them. Thats what he always said and thats what always happened. Ben was always there with the right things to say to make her feel better, and here they were again. Only Allana wasn't thinking of him as a friend right now. His hand was cupping her cheek, rough from a lifetime as a Hunter.
She wanted so desperately for him to kiss her.
But of course with her father being who he was and Ben's reputation, a reputation Allana knew to be little more than just never finding the right girl, he was never mean to them, he never led them on no matter what they might have later said. Allana knew him well enough to know he just had never found the right girl. She'd always hoped one day he would and...
...kissing her...
He was kissing her.
Allana wasn't entirely sure when he'd started, one moment she'd been thinking about him finding the right girl and next... Yes that was definitely kissing. She reciprocated without even really thinking about it hand sliding down to find his and lock her fingers in place with Ben's own. She was kissing Ben Winchester. She was. And she really didn't want to let go.