Title: Just Right
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: Ellen/Pamela
Rating: G
Word Count: 300 (100x3)
Challenge: [info]supernatural100's prompt glory
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself.
Disclaimer: Supernatural is owned by Eric Kripke and other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.

Ellen looked up from browsing Pamela's bookshelf. "Have you ever thought about going on TV and becoming famous from your psychic powers? You're better than those quacks out there making a quick buck, and far more prettier too."

Arms wrapped around Ellen's waist, pulling her back slightly. "Aw, you think I'm pretty? Now this means I get to ravish you." Pamela punctuated that by nibbling along the back of Ellen's neck. "Besides, I don't want that kind of glory. It's fleeting. Not to mention boring. I prefer working with hunters of your caliber."

Ellen snorted and leaned back into Pamela.


"So you're saying you saw a vision of some upstart demon trying to take over the city of Chicago?" Ellen raised an eyebrow as Pamela grinned.

"Hey, I just have the visions. I don't control what I see." As soon as Ellen put down the gun she was cleaning, Pamela handed her another one. "Besides, don't you think it'd be fun to exorcise a demon from a politician? Who knows, maybe we'll exorcise a little more."

"All right, we'll go. We'll even have dinner at that place you like so much." Ellen leaned forward and kissed Pamela. "Just for you."


The demon was a lot stronger than they'd expected, but they managed to send it straight to Hell, in thanks to Pamela's psychic powers and Ellen's skill with a gun. As promised, Ellen took Pamela to her favorite restaurant to celebrate.

"You know this place isn't my style," said Ellen as she reached over to hold Pamela's hand.

"I know, and the fact that you'll take me anyway says plenty." Pamela raised her glass with her free hand. "To Ellen Harvelle. She knows how to treat a lady just right."

Ellen raised her own glass, clinking it against Pamela's. "Cheers."

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