Hello everyone. So here we are with another new story. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

The internet was a great invention. If you knew how you could find out anything about anybody. And Charlie had the know how. She also had an insatiable need to meddle in the life's of others, in particular there love life's. Thus started the Queen of Moondoor's internet dating service. A very select service specialising in finding the perfect partner for all there clients by matching there personalities, at least that is what it claimed. Charlie did not look up each and everyone of her clients on the net to find all she could so she could match them perfectly, not at all.

No one knew who the Queen of Moondoor truly was and that was just the way she liked it. she organised date nights which she then attended as a client, integrating herself into her clients life's so she could find out more about them. She was in the belief that this was defiantly the best job in the world ever and so far she had a 100% success rate. But that was all about to change. (Sorry Charlie.) she was about to take on her two toughest assignments ever. And they would test her abilities to the max. the question we all want the answer to is will she succeed in finding them there perfect partner? Well you will just have to read on to find out won't you?

Gabriel sat at the counter in his bakery his laptop open as he surfed the net. He was waiting for his brother to show and to be honest punctuality was not one of Castiel's strong points. If he remembered to show at all that was.

Gabriel wasn't really looking for anything when he saw the advert. When he read it he smiled and his little helper, as he liked to call him (Kevin did not appreciate being called this but he needed to save money to go to college so he put up with it), looked over and got scared. Gabriel had that look on his face that said he was up to mischief and when he looked like that it was best to stay well out of his way. With that thought Kevin surreptitiously moved to the other end of the counter.

What Gabriel was smiling at was the advert for the Queen of Moondoor's dating agency, perfect partner finding guaranteed. He would love to see someone try to find little Cassie his perfect partner. With that thought he clicked on the site and signed his brother up. Creating a new email account that only he could access in the process. He would find Cassie the perfect man. It was the perfect way to relieve his boredom and play with him in one fell swoop. He didn't care if it succeeded or not (honest) but it would be fun watching someone try.

Sam sat at his desk in his office waiting for his brother to show. Dean was very reliable, as long as there where no bad guys that needed to be taken care of (which lets be honest there always was). Then he would turn up late or sometimes not at all, without a word.

Sam switched on his laptop deciding to get some work done while he waited, yet a few minutes later he found himself surfing the net for nothing in particular. And then he saw it. He was about to dismiss it but for some reason he couldn't. He closed his eyes as he thought over the idea that had just come to him. He loved Dean. He was the best big brother in the world but he was married to his job as a detective. He needed to have a life. Sam was always telling him this. He needed a life. But Dean wouldn't have it. So maybe he should give him a fait accompli instead. With that thought Sam opened his eyes and click on the advert for the Queen of Moondoor's dating agency and on impulse signed his brother up, creating a new email that only he would have access too so he could weed out any unacceptable people.

Castiel was deep into his book when he heard the bell of his bookshop ring telling him that someone had entered. Sighing and marking his place in the book he looked up to see his brother standing in front of him grinning with three sheets of paper in his hand. Like Kevin he had also learnt Gabriel's expressions but he had long since given up being warily of them. His brother would do as he wished and there was nothing he could do except go along for the ride and pick up the pieces at the end.

"Hello Gabriel. Why you here?" He asked amicably.

"Well, first you were supposed to be at the bakery an hour ago-" Gabriel started only to be interrupted.

"sorry Gabriel, I forgot." Castiel said, though his voice held no contrite tone. In fact he sounded as if he was commenting on the weather rather than apologising.

Gabriel just rolled his eyes before he continued. He knew his brother well. "Yeah I figured as much so I thought I'd come to you. Now then lets get started shall we?"

"Get started with what?" Castiel questioned with an air of exasperation. What had his brother decided to do this time?

"My new questionnaire. I need you to work out the kinks." Gabriel replied practically jumping up and down in excitement.

"Why are you doing a questionnaire?" Castiel asked, confused, tilting his head to side.

"I was bored and it gave me something to do. So question 1 what do you think is the most important trait for your partner to have?" Gabriel replied waving his hand as if to say that his reason wasn't important.

"Well I don't have a partner so I don't think that's really relevant do you?" Castiel asked with a smirk at his brother, almost wondering just what he was up to this time.

"come on Cassie. Pleeeeeaaaaase" Gabriel begged sitting himself on Castiel's counter and Castiel knew that no matter what he wouldn't be getting rid of his brother any time soon. He might as well give in now and get it over with.

"Fine. Well I think..." and with that Gabriel got all the answers to the questions on the Queen of Moondoor's website. And that evening he put in his brothers answers, tweaking some of them slightly when he felt that Castiel wasn't being completely honest.

Dean was at the station trying very hard to get a confession when his brother called reminding him of there dinner plans.

"Shit sorry Sammy. I forgot. Look I'll probably be another hour but then I can be with you. Hows that?" he said down the phone, hoping he could crack the guy in that time. Though Dean Winchester always managed to crack even the hardest of criminals. All he needed was time.

"Yeah sure. Why don't you come round to ours when your done." Sam replied knowing his brother wouldn't be leaving until he had got what he wanted. He almost felt sorry for the criminals that Dean went up against. Almost.

"Okay. I thought Jess was going out this evening as well?" Dean asked, he wasn't completely sure about that but he thought he had got the right night for it.

"Yeah she's going out with the girls so it'll just be you and me." Sam replied picking up the sheets of paper he had just printed out.

"Sounds good." Dean said, no longer really listening to the conversation. He was wondering how to get the guy to confess.

"Okay see you then." Sam replied.

"yeah sure." Dean said absently.

Sam knew he was no longer really paying any attention to him and so he decided to end the call with his usual expression of endearment to his brother. "Jerk."

"Bitch." came Dean's reply before they both hung up. Dean going back to his suspect and Sam looking at the list of questions he was going to have to try to get Dean to answer to complete registration for the dating agency. He wasn't sure how he would get the answers but he was a hot shot lawyer. He could get answers out of his brother. And those he couldn't? Well he knew Dean well, right? He could always answer some of them for him.