Hello my lovelies. How we all diddly-doding? I would like to thank lovely21 and Mummabro for the great reviews. You guys are awesome.

So here we go. Just what has Charlie got in store for Gabriel this time hmm?

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Gabriel walked into the theatre that evening to find that he had been right when he had thought that this was likely to be his idea of hell. (Keep an open mind now wouldn't you Gabriel.) Milling around the auditorium was a group of men and women. Ages ranging from about 25 to 45. They all had that slightly lost, nervous look on their faces as they shyly eyed each other up. Gabriel just stood at the top of the stairs wondering if he could get away with leaving, especially when doing a quick head count he noticed that there were the same number of men and women. But before he escape Charlie arrived at his side. (Ha ha ha.)

"Excellent you're here." She said grabbing his arm and leading him down towards the stage.

"What's going on Charlie? You're numbers seem pretty even to me." Gabriel replied as he allowed her to drag him around. He wasn't getting out of this however much he may want to. (So very true.)

"Well yes, with that lot they are. I need you to keep my entertainment company." Charlie replied with a smirk.

"Do you know how wrong that sounds?" Gabriel asked as she led him through the stage door.

"Oh trust me it is highly accurate." and with that Charlie opened the door of a dressing room to reveal a beautiful and sexy dark haired woman.

"Pamela this is Gabriel Novak my friend, Gabriel this is Pamela Barnes psychic extraordinaire and tonight's entertainment." With the introductions completed Charlie ran off to make sure everything else was going smoothly and the right people were chatting with each other. And if she had a smirk on her face as she walked away from the dressing room. No one knew but her. (And us, now.)

"So psychic hu?" Gabriel asked as he shook hands with Pamela. She smiled at him squeezing his hand tightly.

"No different than what you do." She replied with a flirtatious smile at the man in front of her. He was certainly different from the other men that Charlie had tried to throw at her over the years. (Well yes, Gabriel is… unique.)

"I bake." Gabriel deadpanned back at the woman, wondering just what Charlie had got him into this time.

"You understand ingredients, I understand people." Pamela replied with a shrug turning back to the mirror and continuing to apply her stage make-up while watching Gabriel out of the corner of her eye. He interested her. He had so many layers.

"Yeah. You know there's no such thing as psychic's right?" Gabriel asked leaning against wall with his arms crossed smirking and watching her every move.

"Are you hoping to cause an argument with me Gabriel so you can leave? Because if so then you are definitely going about it wrong way." Pamela replied with another flirtatious smile and a sultry look in her eyes.

"Not at all. I'm quite happy where I am right now." Gabriel said returning the flirtatious smile and softening his eyes at the woman. She truly was as hot as hell. He might as well enjoy himself now he was here. Plus he couldn't upset her now could he? (Don't worry Gabriel. I really don't think you will.)

At that Pamela laughed, it was a deep throaty sound that if he had been a different man Gabriel knew would have made heat pool in his lower abdomen. He was also very sure that she did it on purpose just to see his response to her seduction.

"Liar. But I will allow you to keep your secrets." Pamela finally said smiling her first genuine smile since he had arrived making him relax somewhat against the wall.

"I'm an open book lady." Gabriel replied with his sunny, charming smile on his lips. He really was rather enjoying this sparing. (Of course you are.)

"Yes you are. The true story lies beneath the pages you can read." Pamela said turning so she was looking him in the eyes with an intense stare that made most people uncomfortable. Gabriel just stared back, he was not most people. Plus Castiel was his brother and that guy had turned intense stares into a damn art form. (Ah Castiel's stares…and I'm back.)

"So why does Charlie think you need company?" He finally asked just to break the silence that had descended on them.

"She believes that everyone should be in a pair. I have been doings these nights for her for years and yet she has never succeeded in finding my match, what about you?" Pamela asked smiling at him. Yes he was definitely interesting. Not that she was looking for what Charlie was trying to find her, but if she was? Maybe, well if he wasn't already in love with another that was. Not that she would voice that to him. She doubted Gabriel would appreciate any of the sentiments.

"She got my brother and his boyfriend together. They've now decided it's my turn." Gabriel replied with a world weary sigh and a roll of his eyes as if to ask what can you do?

"Tiring isn't it?" Pamela said flippantly to him.

"Oh yeah. Just glad you're not interested." Gabriel replied with a smirk. He wanted to make sure that she knew that this would not go anywhere. Not that he thought she was looking for that but he just had to put it out there.

"Oh Gabriel I wouldn't say I wasn't interested. I'm just not looking for a relationship." Pamela said giving him her come to bed with me eyes and practised smouldering smile.

"Now you're talking my language." Gabriel replied returning the look. What? He was only human. Who could possibly say no to that look on this woman? (Oh Gabriel. What are we going to do with you hmm?)

"I need to go and do my show. Tell me Gabriel, are you going to be here when I come back?" Pamela asked standing. She said it with a flirtatious tone, though in truth she was very curious as to his answer.

"You tell me. You're the psychic." Gabriel replied raising his eyebrow at her in challenge as she went to walk past him.

At that Pamela once again laughed her deep sexy laugh before she replied. "I'll see you later then." And with that she swept out the room leaving Gabriel to shake his head at her and find himself a seat to sit on and wait. If nothing else Pamela was definitely an interesting woman.