bradygirl_12 (bradygirl_12) wrote,

Fic: Terror In The Woods (2/3)

Title: Terror In The Woods (2/3)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters (this chapter): Benny/Ray V.
Fandom: Due South
Genres: Drama, Mystery, Suspense
Rating (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings (this chapter): None
Spoilers: None
General Summary: During a camping trip, Benny and Ray encounter something strange.
Chapter Summary: Ray makes a startling discovery.
Date Of Completion: June 24, 2020
Date Of Posting: September 12, 2020
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, Atlantic Alliance does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 1004
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
All chapters can be found here.



Man knows nothing
About the world
Around him.

Kevin Baker
“Existential Poems”
1967 C.E.

Benny and Ray made love under the stars, with Ray complaining about a stone in his back.

“Would you prefer to go inside the tent?” Benny asked.

“With the pine needles and the moss?”

“With the sleeping bags.”


“Ha, then let us retire.” Benny held out his hand and Ray took it.

Ray’s nose twitched. “Pepe LePew is around again.”

“He’ll stay clear of the fire.”

“Let’s hope so.”

Benny kissed the tip of Ray’s nose. “Yes, let’s hope so.”

They disappeared inside the tent. The fire crackled as the underbrush rustled. Somewhere in the distance, thunder rumbled.

Inside the tent the lovers enjoyed each other, familiar with each other’s rhythms and responses as time passed pleasantly and the storm grew closer.

“Love you,” Ray moaned.

“Yes, love you, love you,” Benny muttered as he kissed Ray’s long, slender neck.

“You taste great,” Ray gasped.

“Mmm, yes.”

Wind rattled the tent as a loud crack of thunder rumbled close by. Ray thrust upward, his cock rubbing against his lover’s, the friction sweet.

“Delicious,” Ray moaned.

They gasped as climax hit almost simultaneously and a flash of lightning startled the lovers, who laughed and hugged each other.

“Will this tent keep us dry?” Ray asked.

“We’ll be snug and dry.”

Ray yawned. “Snug and dry sounds good.” A wild flash of lightning followed by a gargantuan clap of thunder made him jump.

“Don’t be nervous,” Benny soothed as he held Ray closer.

“This storm sounds like a doozy.”

“Mmm, yes, a real humdinger.”

“Humdinger, huh?”

“That’s right.”

Ray chuckled. “Go to sleep, Benny.”

“A good idea, Ray.”

Despite the raging storm outside the tent, Ray relaxed. Benny and Nature simply went together. He fell asleep despite the noise of the storm.

& & & & & &

At some time during the night, Ray awoke. He and Benny were firmly in each other’s embrace and the Mountie was sound asleep.

Benny sleeps like the proverbial log.

The storm had passed but the wind and intermittent rain remained. It was all very atmospheric, Ray thought, but that was Benny. He always brought the atmosphere.

He thought he heard a snuffling noise outside.

What, is it a wild pig? Boar? Aardvark? Man, it’s all happening in the woods.

He fell back asleep.

& & & & & &

On their third morning camping, Ray and Benny awoke to a world swept clean from the storm. Ray was first out of the tent and stretched.

“We need to get the fire going,” he said.

Benny appeared and looked at the ashes of their doused fire. “The storm put it out neatly. We should get more kindling.”

“Let me try over here.” Ray disappeared into the woods as Benny took out some bread from his knapsack to toast when they got the fire going again.

“Uh, Benny!”

The Mountie looked up. “Yes, Ray?”

“Would you come here for a minute?”

“All right.”

Benny entered the woods and found Ray with a strange expression on his face. The Italian pointed down at the ground. Benny looked down. His eyes widened and he crouched down.

“This is incredible.” He put his hand inside the massive footprint.

“Not quite human but not quite animal, either,” Ray said in a tight voice.

“Good observation, Ray. The deepness of this footprint indicates a heavy creature.”

“Creature is right. It’s Bigfoot, Benny!”

“Could be, Ray. Now that I think of it, it has been reported that others have smelled what smells like a skunk when they find evidence of the Sasquatch.”

“Yeah?” Ray looked around nervously. “I knew there were too many skunks around here. It’s gotta be Bigfoot!”

“Let me get my camera and we can start tracking.”

Ray’s green eyes were huge. “Are you nuts? We’re gettin’ outta here!”


“I’ve read about Bigfoot, too, and he’s supposed to be very territorial. Let’s make like a banana and split.”

“Ray, we have a golden opportunity to make an amazing discovery. If I could get photographic evidence, it would be historic.”

“So would our disappearances. Think about it, Benny, if Dief was here you’d be outvoted.”

Benny smiled patiently. “Give me some time, Ray. I would like to try and see what I can find.”

Ray sighed. “Benny, I’m putting my foot down.”

Benny raised an eyebrow. “I respectfully defy your foot, Ray.”

Ray stared at his lover, then threw up his hands and waved his arms wildly. “Okay, Benny, okay, but if Bigfoot eats us, I’ll never speak to you again!”

“Thank you, Ray.”

Ray grumbled the whole time he was gathering wood and all the way back to camp. Benny toasted slices of bread and they drank water. The Mountie wanted to get started on their hunt as soon as possible.

After breakfast they took water bottles, trail mix and camera and were ready to start the search. Ray let Benny lead. “No taking point for me,” he said firmly. “This is your hare-brained Mountie idea, not mine.”

Benny happily took the lead. They made a circuit around the perimeter of the camp but found no more footprints. Returning to the footprint they had found, Benny mused, “It appears any other footprints are hidden under the forest growth.”

Ray kicked at leaves and needles. “I don’t…wait, I see something!” Another footprint was revealed.

“Excellent, Ray.” Benny studied the footprints and straightened up. “This way.”

Resignedly, Ray followed, drinking his water.

& & & & & &

Fortunately for the Bigfoot hunters, the day was cool in the thick forest. They were both alert for any signs of Bigfoot, both with different motivations but with similar methods: look, smell and listen.

They hiked for an hour but found no fresh signs. Benny was disappointed but Ray was relieved.

“Perhaps we should return to camp,” Benny suggested.

“Great, let’s go.” Ray started back but paused. “Why are you giving up so easily?”

“The only signs we’ve found are around the campsite.”

Ray stared, then huffed and stomped off. Benny followed with a smile.

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