Hmmm, Two things. First I think I may have overdone the A/N's tonight. (you'll see when you get to the end of this chapter what I mean.) Second I should be sleeping. But I'm not. I'm instead listening to Metallica. (And anyone who has read my other stories knows Metallica is my writing music.) So I would like to instead thank Kasey123, Madnerdwithabox and Mummabro for their most excellent reviews. Love you guys. I would also like to thank all you lovely people (I promise not to call you minions until at least chapter 10) for following and favouring this story. It really is rather popular. Also as a bit of personal premonition, if you like this you may like my other story The Tale of Two Men. Sorry I know I hate it when authors mention their other stuff but it was my baby and now is complete. I had to let it leave home.

Anyway enough of my crazy, let's get this party started.

Disclaimer: Me? I own nothing but my cray, cray imagination.

Charlie was enjoying her latest two clients, though she still had questions about Dean. She had emailed Sam after her first meeting with him just to clarify a few points. (Namely Dean's sexual preferences.) But he had been adamant that it was a woman they were looking for for Dean (noooooo.) but be that as it may she had spent much quality time with Castiel over the last two days and had found the perfect man for him. There personalities were completely opposite, his exuberance would counteract Castiel's quite nature perfectly. Having come to this conclusion she had emailed Gabriel to inform him of the impending match and now they were both hanging round the bookstore to see how the initial met and greet would go.

Balthazar approached Angel Books and adjusted the collar of his jacket to make sure that it sat just so. The Queen had informed him that there was a prospective partner in the guy who owned this place. Though she did mention he wasn't on her books and therefore he needed to make it look like it was an accidental meeting. He couldn't wait. All the cloak and dagger stuff was fun. Made him feel like Bond, James Bond. He had the accent for it and he was firmly in the belief that he was better looking that Daniel Craig. With that thought he puffed out his chest and pushed open the door to the shop.

He was greeted by two men and one woman. At that he was momentarily derailed. Which man was he here to meet? But then he decided as it was a casual meeting he should probably just wing it. And he knew the man's name. It was Castiel. It fitted so well with Balthazar in his opinion.

Castiel was working behind the desk when the door dramatically opened. (What can I say? Balthazar likes to make an entrance boys and girls.) He looked up to see a tall blond man who wasn't unattractive, though not a patch on Dean Winchester. (But is anyone? Except you of course. I'm in the believe you to are equals in the looks department.)

"Hello can I help you?" He asked in his gravelly voice when it seemed that man was just going to stand there.

"Yes. I'm looking for a book for a friend." Replied the man in a sexy British accent which in Castiel's mind made him go up a notch. Who doesn't like an accent? (Am I right? Or am I right?)

"What book are you after?" he asked smiling warmly at the man. Well it wasn't everyday a hot British guy walked into you store now is it? (So very true. Even in Britain.)

And with that Balthazar was off. And after charming the cute bookshop owner for half an hour (and with the help of the other two people present) he had a date for the next night. Balthazar left Angel Books well pleased.

Charlie was in ecstasy at how well that had gone. Of course having Gabriel present helped it along. Whenever Castiel looked like he was about to bale his brother had stopped him and when Balthazar asked Castiel out Gabriel had just coughed and looked daggers at his brother until he stumblingly agreed.

Hmm one down. One to go. Charlie thought as she made her way to the precinct buoyed up but her success this morning.

Dean was working a case that involved the parent of a young boy being a complete douchebag and was therefore waiting for child protection services to come and sort out a home for the kid when Charlie walked in. he still couldn't believe he had agreed to her shadowing him. He must have had a fit of madness of something. (Me things it might be the beginnings of looooove, Dean. She says all teenage girl like.)

Carlie saw Dean frown at her when she arrived and was well aware that he didn't really want her there. But she had a job to do. And to be honest the more resilient he was to have her around the more she wanted to be there. It was so much fun winding up Dean Winchester. (Now you there to get him together with Cas, Sorry had a slip of the fingers, I mean a woman so behave.)

While she was greeting him a beautiful woman with an athletic body and gorgeous dark hair walked through the door and straight up to Dean, with a flirtatious look on her face.

"Hey Lisa. Here's the file on the kid." Dean said smiling at the woman but being completely oblivious to the fact that she had a special smile just for him. Charlie wasn't so stupid. With that thought she decided to give her on the spot make-matching skills a go and set these two lovely people up.

Once Lisa had left to meet the kid Charlie turned to Dean. "Holy bloody hell Dean. She is gorgeous." She screeched loud enough that all the men working on the surrounding desks heard. (She wasn't above using peer pressure to get a couple together.)

"Yeah she not bad." Dean replied with his standard man's man smile that he had cultivated throughout the years on the force.

"Not bad? Come on man. She's like a goddess." Charlie carried on talking loudly, well aware that she was going over the top but she wanted to test a theory. (Hmm wonder what that is?)

"Yeah okay she is." Dean agreed going slightly red as the other guys in the office agreed with Charlie pronouncement.

"She likes you, you know?" she said giving Dean a nudge and a wink as if she was one of the boys.

"You think?" Dean replied and though to everyone else in the room he seemed nervous, to Charlie he looked scared for his life and momentarily she felt mean. But only for a moment. I did mention she liked winding Dean up right? Well her gaydar had been going off since she meet him but everyone thought he was straight. She was going to get him out of that closet even if she had to drag him kicking and screaming. (Not that Dean Winchester ever screamed. He howled like a man.)

"Hell yeah. You should ask her out. Look she's coming back go on Dean, go on." She encouraged with a fake whisper. Her sentiments were echoed by all those around them. And this was how Dean Winchester found himself asking Lisa Braeden out for dinner the next evening. And once she was gone he really wondered what the hell he had just got himself into.

(And in the background is heard an evil witch's cackle as it echoes of the stone walls of her fortresses' dungeon. Me a meanie. So not sorry. Smiley face.)

And now we all know why I should go to sleep and not listen to Metallica. Night all. Sleep tight and don't let the bedbugs bite. Or as some would say:

Hush little baby don't say a word,

And never mind that noise you heard,

It's just the beast under your bed, in your closet, in your head.

Exit light, end tonight, grain of sand,

Exit light, end to night, take my hand,

We're off to never, never land.

Sweet dreams all. Until next time. (You've got to love Metallica right?)