DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL OR ITS CHARACTERS. THIS IS ENTIRELY FICTION FOR FAN PUROSES.

Hey, just a little introduction before the first chapter. I've written a few fiction for other fandoms but I'm a little new to the Supernatural fandom and have really taken a liken to Destiel. I will possibly write other Destiel fics if this one turns out good so hope you like! Thanks!

Chapter 1: New Job

Dean Winchester is a lot of things. One thing he did not dream of being was an angel watcher at the Lebanon Angel Habitat. The Lebanon Angel Habitat is one of the ten habitats across America. The habitats are steadily growing as more and more angels are being found and there is not enough room for them. After Dean was recently fired at his construction site job he had for nearly five years, and found an opening at the local habitat, he highly considered it. Not because he considered himself an angel watcher, or because he had experience in angels at all, but the starting pay rate is damn good.

Dean sat in the waiting room, waiting for his interviewer to call him back. He released a nervous breath as he felt the hours ticking by. With no experience as an angel watcher, and being fired added to his negative list, this job could easily slip through his fingers.

"Dean Winchester?" he heard from a man standing outside an office. He wore a suit, had a beard, and a friendly face. Dean stood up quick to meet the man.

"Bobby Singer, I'll be interviewing you today." The man introduced himself and shook Dean's hand.

"Glad to meet you sir."

"Why don't you sit down and we'll look over the application huh?" Bobby invited Dean in and pointed at a vacant seat across from his desk. "Take a seat there boy." Dean quickly sat, his palms sweaty as he held onto his resume rather tightly. Bobby pulled out Dean's application from a manila folder and skimmed through the first page. "Twenty-eight, live local… you've had one job for five years?"

Dean nodded, "That's right sir."

"Please, call me Bobby. I don't do that sir crap. Why did you leave…Walker Construction this month and decided to change your line of work?"

"Well I was let go from Walker Construction. There were some problems with another employee and the situation was never dealt with. I shouldn't have acted the way I did but the situation did get out of hand. I've always admired the angel habitats and when I was looking for a job and I noticed there was a positon open I thought it'd be a good change of pace."

Bobby nodded, listening intently. "A situation with another employee huh?"

"Yes si—Bobby." Dean steadied his breathing. There's no way I'm getting this damn job now. That's the first thing he brought up!

Through the rest of the interview Dean felt like getting stabbed in the belly would feel more comfortable than what he endured. He was hoping he said all the right words and could satisfy Bobby with what little he had. He needed this job badly. He cursed himself as he walked back to his car. Why did I have to pick that fight? I knew that was a bad idea. I'm never going to get a job now.

Dean and his younger brother Sam shared an apartment downtown. Sam has been on disability since his heart surgery. Dean looks after Sam and provides for the two of them the best he can since Dean is the only one Sam has. John and Mary Winchester, their parents died five years ago in a terrible crash. Dean couldn't afford to be unemployed, and Sam couldn't afford for it either. It just couldn't happen. Dean needed to be working. He hated himself for getting fired.

Sam was reading a hard cover book on the couch when Dean entered their apartment and locked the door back. "Hey, how'd it go?"

"Terrible," Dean mumbled.

"How do you know that?"

"I have no experience and got fired for picking a fight. Getting any good job right now is no go."

"You don't know that."

"I know how the world works Sammy. There's not a chance in hell I'd get this job." Dean shrugged off his coat and kicked off his shoes, joining Sam on the couch.

"Why do you want to be an angel watcher anyway? We hate those places."

"It's the money Sam, It's not like I'd enjoy seeing angels kept in confining places being treated like an animal."

"Then become a stripper," Sam chuckled.

"Come on, I have some dignity." Dean grabbed the remote and flipped through their limited number of channels. "Whatcha reading?"

"It's a book about pagan gods," Sam replied, closely focused on the page he was reading.

Dean laughed lightly and shook his head. "Why do you read that stuff man? You know that shit ain't real."

"It could be."

"But it's not."

"Angels are real."

"Well so?"

"I like to have an open mind. It's not like I can do much else."

Dean tightly pursed his lips and didn't say a word after that. Sam has a PHD in physics but ever since he was not legally able to work, staying at home was what his days consisted of. Dean wish he could do more, he wishes he could make Sam's life as great as it used to be, but keeping Sam healthy and alive is his main concern.

Dean kept his phone close by. He knew getting a call from the habitat was not likely but it was always good to have silent hope. He fell asleep by the phone and was awakened by it the next morning. As soon as he heard the phone ringing he woke up in nearly two seconds and answered quickly tried to wipe off the crusty drool from his cheek.

"Hello?"

"Is this Dean Winchester?"

"Yes. Yes this is Dean."

"Hey boy, it's Bobby from the angel habitat. You got the job son, start Monday, 7:00. Don't be late. Come to office first thing and I'll have your uniform. Make sure to bring a blank check if you want to do direct deposit alright?"

"Yes Bobby. I'll be there. Not a minute late."

"Good deal. I'll see you then."

Monday could not get here sooner. There were so many thoughts running through Dean's mind the rest of the week. What does an angel watcher entail? What would he have to do? He couldn't believe he landed this job. The pay will be better than the construction site. They could move to a better place! But he hated himself for wanting this job so badly. When Sam and Dean were kids and would drive past the habitat John and Mary would always tell them how terrible it is, confining such a beautiful creature to a habitat not large enough for them to fly in.

There are activists that try to free the angels and Sam and Dean considered joining but the job force never hires an angel activist. It would be asking for homelessness. And now Dean is going to work here? To be responsible for holding angel's captive? It wasn't right. But he needed this, Sam needed this. It's just a job. It's only a job. Someone's got to do it, right?

After receiving his uniform early Monday morning, Bobby gave Dean a map of the habitat. He told Dean to meet a girl named Jo. She would be his trainer and they would be working in the Seraph area. Dean hitched a ride on one of the go-carts that circled the park of the habitat and dropped him off at a door of a small building that had a sign that read: EMPLOYEE'S ONLY. Dean walked straight in and saw two people inside. It looked like a small break room. There was a refrigerator, microwave, vending machines, bathrooms, and some table and chairs.

A short and petite girl with long blond hair sat by a table on her phone and a broad man with a beard was putting change in a vending machine, appeared to be in his mid 30's. The girl turned around and locked eyes with Dean.

"Are you Dean?"

He nodded. "That's right, are you Jo?"

"That's right. And over there's Benny." Benny smiled at Dean as he opened his bag of Doritos.

"Nice to meet you. Is this everyone?" Dean asked, setting his lunch down on a table.

"We typically have three people scheduled in each area of that habitat every day." Jo nodded.

"So will I be in this area every day?" asked Dean.

"Most likely, I've been here for three years and hardly catch a break," Benny grumbled.

"You don't like this area?" asked Dean.

"Seraph angels are highly intelligent. So, they try to outsmart the watchers from time to time to escape. Play mind games and such. Especially the new ones." Jo explained to Dean.

"I thought archangels are the most intelligent?" Dean asked.

"Archangels are the most powerful. They have intelligence but most of their power comes from strength and destruction. Using intellect isn't a common trait for archangels. They are also extremely hard to find. We only have two archangels." Said Benny.

"Yup. Gabriel and Raphael." Jo nodded.

"And Raphael is an evil son of a bitch. Gabriel just doesn't give a shit." Benny shrugged.

"How many Seraphs are there?" asked Dean.

"Ten." Jo and Benny both replied. Dean found out the different Seraph's names were Anna, Benjamin, Balthazar, Diana, Saraa, Kamiel, Mabree, Hester, Uriel, and Tariel.

"Wow. That's a lot of angels. Are you sure just three people are enough?" Dean questioned. Jo and Benny shrugged.

"It's not really hard. You just walk around, make sure they're not doing anything stupid, and at different times of the day we clean the habitats." Benny explained.

"What about food?" asked Dean.

"Angels don't eat, or drink, or sleep….they also don't bathe either." Jo said.

Dean shook his head. They almost seem like robots. If you don't have to feed them or take care of them, the job must not be that hard right?

"I got word from Bobby that another Seraph was found." Benny said as he looked at his cell phone.

"When is it going to be here?" Jo asked. Dean cringed at the word It. These people really treat angels like things, don't they? Just forms of employment. At least zookeepers care for the animals.

Benny shook his head, "No idea. Garth caught it."

"Garth is catching angels by himself? When did this happen?" asked Jo.

"Angel hunters are supposed to travel by themselves," Benny replied.

"Yeah well not Garth," said Jo

"What's wrong with Garth?" asked Dean.

"You'll see," Jo and Benny replied.

"Hey, it's almost opening time. Let's do our rounds. I'll start at the North side, you want to show Dean the South?" Benny asked as he grabbed his things and started stuffing items in his pockets, getting ready for the day, one of these items was a taser Dean noticed but Benny was grabbing stuff so fast he couldn't see everything.

"Come on Dean. We've got to hurry. It's pretty easy." Jo stood up and repeated Benny's behavior. Dean turned the light off behind them and followed Jo. Straight ahead of them was an arch that read "SERAPH ANGELS" and under the arch on either side appeared to be medal buildings in a row with a glass covering, where you can see inside. Dean walked up to the first building and peered inside. It was the first habitat. The first angel's name he saw was Balthazar, Angel of Wisdom.

Dean couldn't see Balthazar. The habitat consisted of a concrete floor and had various rocks and trees. He assumed they tried to depict a forest. Jo walked up beside Dean.

"Funny, he's not very wise to me. Maybe he was a long time ago but now he's just a self-obsessed sarcastic jerk." Jo said as she started to flip some switches beside his habitat. Maybe it's the way he's treated thought Dean. Then he saw it. In the corner of the habitat beside a tree he saw a pair of amber-golden wings, folded together to act as hiding mechanism.

In-front of the glass covering there was a plaque that stated the angel's name, what his type and job is, and a detailed description of the angel of where he was found. Beside the plaque was a small locked box, Jo opened it with a key. Underneath the box was a button and a speaker. She pressed the button.

"You can't hide when we open angel. You know the rules," she said with an underlying annoyed tone in her voice.

"I'll spread my wings for the pretty people. Not for you sadistic bastards," replied Balthazar. It was the first-time Dean had heard an angel speak. He was appalled, he thought angels were perfect and pure creatures.

"Watch the language!" Jo said.

"Yes master." Balthazar taunted her. She shook her head and locked the box again.

"See what I mean? He's a jerk." Jo turned around to the rest of the habitats and showed Dean how to turn the lights on in all of them. They turned on five habitats. Balthazar, Saraa, Uriel, Hester, and an empty habitat which looked ready to be occupied and had a sticker that said, "Arriving today! This new Seraph is traveling today to be occupied and loved by everyone!" Dean rolled his eyes. These angels are not loved, they're hated.

Once all the habitats were turned on, Benny flipped a switch to turn the lights on for the pathway that walked between the habitats. He looked at his watch.

"Ready to open. Five minutes to spare," said Benny.

Jo nodded, "Okay Dean now we just stand around here and watch them throughout the day. We take breaks during our slow time so I'll let you take yours around 10. Just watch the angels throughout the day, make sure our guests are happy, and two hours before closing is when we clean the habitats. Oh, and here's your key. Only talk to them if you must. Oh, and here's the paper of rules the angels are supposed to go by. Talk to them and remind them the first time, if they don't listen or don't stop use this walkie talkie—"she handed him an old walkie talkie from her bag, "and call for backup from us and I'll show you what to do. Hopefully you won't have to though. Any questions?" Dean shook his head. "Okay, I'll be over at Balthazar's habitat if you do," said Jo and she walked off.

Dean walked up to a habitat with angel named Benjamin, Angel of Leisure. The angel walked back and forth, nervous as its wings draped to the ground. The wings looked silver and white.

The angel caught Dean's eye and smirked. "Go ahead and laugh. Everyone else does. How can an angel oversee leisure? Fun to humankind basically?" Dean shrugged. He looked around to make sure Benny or Jo wasn't around to scold him for talking to angel without him having to.

"I think it's cool," said Dean.

"You must be new."

Dean nodded. He looked closely and could see the angel was almost naked. Benjamin was an African-American female body that wore a silver/white bra and panties.

"Why are you...almost naked?" asked Dean.

"We all are. The boss says it allows humans to see our beautiful form," replied Benjamin. Dean shrugged, it looked like a human with wings to him. "The female bodies wear a bra and panties; the male's just wear boxers. The piece of clothing is supposed to match our wings. Cute huh?" Benjamin scoffed.

"I'm not like the others," said Dean.

"Not yet."

"I promise. I'm not gonna treat the angels like an animal. So you don't have to hate me, okay? You can trust me."

"I'll trust you when I can believe it." Benjamin turned on her heel after that and sat on a boulder. Dean locked the box back and turned around himself. It was a good idea too because Benny walked by and nodded at Dean.

Dean decided now was a good time to look at the angel's rules. He took out the folded piece of paper he stuffed in his pocket:

Angels must not talk to guest's unless advised by a watcher. If angels speak, they must not use foul language or harsh undertones.

Angels are held captive by the Lebanon Angel Habitat. If try to escape, there will be punishment.

All Angels must answer to the watchers. The watchers are overseers and will be held accountable.

Angels must not hide from guests. Every guest should be able to see every angel.

Angels must not be angry or harsh to any guest. Guests are the reason the angel is alive.

Dean shook his head. Seems like jail. He decided to stay outside Benjamin's habitat for a while. Then he got bored and decided to walk around. He talked to most of the guest's. He told them it was his first day and he was nervous but excited at the same time. Everyone seemed nice and it was something to do to pass by the time.

This job had to be his most boring one. The angels would never "act up" they just smiled and showed the guest's their wings, walked around and behaved. There was nothing for him to do. He visited Balthazar's habitat later after he made a full loop.

"You bored yet?" Jo asked, laughing.

"Extremely," sighed Dean. He looked closely at Balthazar. He was a skinny but muscular male, short blond hair and was wearing boxers that matched his wings. Dean's eyes widened as he noticed something gleaming from Balthazar's chest. "What's that?" asked Dean.

"What?"

"Is that…is there something on his nipple?"

"Yeah, it's kind of like a dog tag. Just says its name, ownership of Lebanon Angel Habitat, please return if found blah blah."

"How did you…"

"It's a nipple ring. The tag just…hangs from it. What you've never seen a nipple ring before?"

"It's just…how come you couldn't hang it from their neck or something?"

"I don't know, not my call. I guess it makes it harder to get off? No idea. It's painful at first but they're just kind of used to it now."

Dean shuddered. He couldn't imagine. It was then he realized what all this place could do to angels. If they weren't afraid to put angels through pain, what else could they do?

It was almost 3:30 when Dean got the call from Benny. The new Seraph arrived.

"Come on Dean! We've got to help Garth. Meet me at the break room and I'll take you to the arriving building."

Dean notified Jo and she was fine with it. She would just walk up and down the area until and call for someone else if she needed help. Dean and Benny took a go-cart to the arriving building and parked in the front. Again, every door the building had was posted with "EMPLOYEE'S ONLY" signs. The arriving building was huge, almost the size of a warehouse.

Dean followed Benny and the building seemed mainly empty. There were shelves on the walls of the building but it was just one big open room. Dean assumed if the angels tried to fly and escape, this building was big enough for some flight. Benny walked to the other side of the building where an 18-wheeler had backed up into an open area, the truck still being closed.

Dean saw Benny talking with a shorter and thinner man, he assumed this was Garth. "You shouldn't have to worry much with this one. Mainly scared the whole time," the man said.

"Good. I always hate this part. Come on Dean, let's meet him."

Dean was nervous and felt like pee could escape from him at any moment. What were they going to do? Would the angel really be too scared or will he try to put up a fight?

Benny took out his taser and hid it behind his back, he slowly raised the back of the truck and Dean saw an angel crouched in the back. Benny mouthed 'let's go' and they slowly approached him. All Dean could see was a magnificent pair of pitch black wings with bits of silver. The angel had its back turned to them.

Benny grabbed the angel by the shoulders and turned it to face Dean. The angel was wearing chains around its feet, hands, a collar, and a gag. Dean opened his mouth in horror, why must they treat these beautiful creatures like nothing more than slaves? The angel had its head down and was shaking. Dean noticed he was a thin man with disorganized, short black hair.

"Garth said its name is Castiel, Angel of Thursday."

At that the angel looked up at Dean. It's eyes were a magnificent and bright blue, quickly filling with tears.

And that's it of Chapter 1! Please leave a review and I'll try to have a second chapter up soon!