Title: The Angel Project (1/?)

Fandom/Genre: Supernatural, Sci Fi, Drama, AU

Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 3,280

Warnings/Spoilers: None for this chapter, no spoilers throughout.

Summary: AU where being a Hunter in a world of androids can sometimes have it perks. Sam always wanted to have a chance to see just how the androids work and finally his hard work pays off. There's just something so interesting about the newest project that their company gives them the chance to test.

Perhaps being in the security business wasn't so bad. Sam and Dean were trained Hunters, the muscle of the Angelis Corporation. Some of them were tasked with being bodyguards for the higher ups since information on their programming was so valuable outside of the company walls. Others kept Demons, mostly renegade androids, or the humans that provide them with orders and ideals in check. Most of those humans kept in hiding for obvious reasons, since their main focus was to get their hands on whatever was next in line from Angelis. They were greedy little people who starved for power and would do anything to get it. Dean and Sam did a little bit of both, joking about how this was the family business. Their father before them was a Hunter while their mother had worked in the labs teaching the beta androids until they passed their tests and were ready to distribute.

Maybe that's what helped them with their entries in the company raffle. A new line of androids were going to become available to the public, they just needed to finish the testing beforehand. This part of the experiment was testing.

Sam entered because he was really interested on getting to test one of the new models, always wanting to know as much as he possibly could about them. Dean on the other hand mostly entered as a joke, since he knew there was no way in hell he could possibly have the chance to test one of the brand new products.

That's why it was so shocking to him when they were called back to the offices and their head of security was sitting at his desk, talking to Michael, the very son of the CEO of Angelis.

"Dean, Sam, I'd like you to meet Michael Milton." Bobby motioned to the dark haired man. Michael looked over the two before holding his hand out to him, the other resting in his suit pocket.

"It's nice to meet the two of you. After looking at your files, we decided that it would be best if the two of you were put in charge of testing and guarding the new project." Dean didn't expect that at all, figuring they'd give the task to some higher ups.

"You're kidding right?" Dean asked before Sam elbowed him in the ribs.

"Sorry about my brother. We're very happy that you chose us for it." Sam said as Michael looked Dean over, sizing him up for a moment.

"No, we are not kidding. This task will be very serious since it will determine the next phase of our project. You two should know that we can't afford to let things go wrong with this project, correct? People will want to get their hands on them, so that's why we have a few rules the two of you need to abide too. First, only people in this building can know that they are angels. If they are outsiders, then they probably don't need to know anything about them. Second, they are going to be learning a lot of things from their surroundings which will be with the two of you, just remember that. Lastly, if anything goes wrong with them or they break in any way, you bring them right back here. Those shouldn't be too hard to follow." Michael explained, leading them to the lab that the latest androids were being held in. Michael scanned his card and pressed his thumb to the scanner before heading inside with the Winchesters in tow. They were led down a hallway filled with doorways and windows to show what was going on in each room, most of which were empty. Michael finally stopped in front of a window and nodded to the Winchesters.

"This is Project Castiel and Project Gabriel. They're part of the line that we are going to try putting out. Take good care of them and everything will go smoothly." Dean and Sam looked through the window, seeing two men in white scrubs. One of them, the one with dark, messy hair, was sitting in a chair in the corner, slowly flipping through a book. The other was sitting in on the table, conversing with a shorter man in a lab coat. That one's amber eyes lit up as he talked and smiled widely, running his fingers through his own golden brown hair. "Go on in and get acquainted with them. If you have any questions, Chuck will make sure to answer them for you. He's also the one that you'll need to take them to if they break." He explained before turning and starting to head back down the hall.

"Aren't you going in?" Sam asked curiously.

"I can't." Michael replied. "There's some other things I've gotta take care of." He glanced back at them for a moment before leaving the brothers alone in the hall.

"Well, I guess we just go in then." Sam said softly, earning a shrug from Dean before he opened the door and walked in. The man in the lab coat looked up at the brothers, furrowing his eyebrows. He wore an ID badge with his name, Chuck Shurley, photo and identification number.

"Are you supposed to be back here?" He asked, looking a little nervous.

"Yeah, I'm Sam and this is my brother, Dean. We're the ones who are going to be taking care of Castiel and Gabriel." He explained, hoping that the guy knew who they were.

The man thought about that, scratching at the scruff on his face before he nodded. "Alright, I'm Chuck and I'm supposed to give you a rundown of what you need to know. I got a manual set up for you guys just in case you have a question but can't reach me or just need a quick reference. One thing you need to know is that if Gabriel says he's hungry, he's lying. He doesn't need food, he just likes to chew it." He stated, not seeing the android on the table reaching into a bowl of M&M's so he could continue munching them. Sam smiled at that, watching him fully interested.

"Can they taste?"

"Yeah, they can taste and Gabriel tries to taste everything. Be careful with him when he's around food. Second thing, Castiel likes reading, a lot. If you can, get him a library card. He'll probably go through the whole place in a few weeks though." He said softly, looking back at the darker haired one reading. "For their batteries, they have you can get some of their power from being in the sun, so if you're outside a lot you won't have to worry too much. But then, at night when you're resting, it's easier to just plug them in. Gabriel, turn around please." Gabriel huffed through a mouthful of melting chocolate, slowly turning around on the desk. Chuck moved Gabriel's hair behind his left ear, gently pushing down on the skin until a small place for a plug and a square button were revealed from under the detachable plate. "There's a plug I'll give you for each of them and you just charge them at night by plugging them in. This button though," He said softly, pointing to the square button above the plug, "don't push it unless you absolutely have to. This is the off button. Gabriel can be annoying at times if you aren't used to him, but just be careful to not push it." He replied, putting the plate back in place before Gabriel turned to stick his tongue out at him. "Castiel's is in the same spot, just so you know." He added, picking up a box and handing it to Dean. "Everything you'll need is in here and good luck." He said softly before looking back at Gabriel and Castiel. He was going to miss the two of them.

Castiel set his book down, getting to his feet so he could look over the humans. He tilted his head, looking Dean over curiously. "You are the ones taking us in?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah, that's right. The name's Dean." He stated, holding his hand out to him. Castiel stared at his hand, furrowing his eyebrow before slowly taking his hand. "You haven't taught them about handshakes?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.

Chuck shrugged at that. "They've had more important things to discover."

"Like chocolate." Gabriel stated, a handful of the tiny candies in his mouth again. Sam couldn't believe how human-like they were and was so excited to get to see them functioning up close. Gabriel stared at Sam, seeing that he was watching him and gave him an over-exaggerated smile, showing him his chocolate covered teeth before he went back to eating them.

"Does he have a digestive system?" Sam asked Chuck, watching Gabriel continue to eat.

"Sort of, think of it like a garbage disposal." He replied. "That's the really simple version of it. They usually clean themselves out internally so you don't have to worry about it."

"That's a relief." Dean stated, wondering why Castiel was still staring at him like he had two heads. If anything, Dean was the normal one here. Weird robots...

"So, like I said, if you guys need anything else, just call me...Make sure you take great care of them too." Chuck said softly, hating to see them go.

"Don't worry, even if they don't need any maintenance we can probably bring them over every now and again while we work." Sam assured him, smiling when Chuck brightened up at that.

"I'd really like that. Just make sure you take good care of them." He noted, giving Castiel and Gabriel one last hug. Dean almost made a comment about how they could hug but not handshake but Sam stopped him with what Dean liked to call his bitch face. Once the goodbyes were said, they lead Castiel and Gabriel outside, wondering what exactly they could teach the Angels.

Dean and Sam escorted the prototypes to their home, living in the housing that was usually provided for Hunters. They were given a three bedroom home near their work so it was a simple commute in the mornings. Castiel and Gabriel were looking around at everything, loving the appearance of the neighborhoods that they passed through. Dean soon parked in front of their home before helping them out of the car. Gabriel still had his bowl of M&M's since it kept him happy and mostly quiet. Sam didn't mind it if their digestive system could handle it.

"You live here?" Castiel asked softly, walking over to the lawn. The Angels were barefoot but they didn't seem to mind it. They both wore matching bands around their wrists, tags from the laboratory. They closely resembled hospital tags but they simply said 'Castiel-00' and 'Gabriel-00' on them where it would say their names. On the other side was a code which was used for taking them in and out of the building. Castiel paused when he got on the lawn, staring at Dean with wide eyes.

Dean instantly thought that they were going to get ambushed and quickly looked around. "What's wrong?" He asked, hand resting in his gun holster.

"This...feels weird." Castiel said softly before he dropped to his knees and began feeling over the grass more, completely intrigued by the dark green blades. Dean really didn't know what to make of this, staring at Castiel in confusion when Gabriel decided to join in on the fun.

"Oh wow, this really does feel freaky in person." He laughed, running his hands over it. Before Sam and Dean knew it, they were rolling over the grass, their white clothes getting covered in the dark green streaks.

"Come on you guys, you're making a mess of yourselves." Sam lightly scolded, holding his hand out to Gabriel. Gabriel stared up at him, smiling widely as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well we've never left the lab, what would you expect?" He asked, moving to lay down so he could make a grass angel.

"You guys have really never been outside?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Before now, there was never a reason for us to be outside." Castiel responded, watching his brother unit play before he noticed something flying around the flowers and had to get a closer look. Dean groaned, seeing how easily distracted this things were. No wonder they were just handed over. Sam noticed Dean's exasperation and shrugged his shoulders, giving him a small smile.

"At least they're keeping charged out here." He pointed out.

"Yeah, that's true...Maybe we should just let them play in the backyard." Dean replied, seeing that Castiel was completely engrossed with watching bugs. The Hunters had to drag the Angels away from the their spots to get them in the backyard. Luckily there were plenty of bugs for Castiel to observe while Gabriel was more content in flattening the grass to make shapes and sometimes letters. Dean and Sam headed inside while the two played, keeping an eye on them from the window.

"At least they're easy to keep entertained." Dean stated, watching the angels. "So this won't be too hard if we can keep them busy with simple things like bugs, flowers, and grass."

"Yeah, don't forget we need to stay on guard when we're out with them. We don't know how many people have their eyes on them."

"Don't be such a pessimist, Sammy. No one even knows that they're out and about." Dean mumbled with an eye roll.

"All I'm saying is that we have to be careful. They're not even ours."

"Ugh, are you seriously gonna bitch about the testing chance that you've been going on about for years?"

"Don't be a jerk, Dean. I'm just trying to think realistically about all of this."

"Just calm down, Samantha. We're not gonna let anything happen to them. They'll be okay. And if anything does happen, like their batteries die, we can just take them back to Chuck. Not everything is going to end up full of problems, nerd." Sam rolled his eyes at that, just not wanting to have the company hunting them down if something happened to their prototypes.

After a while of playing, Gabriel soon came inside, leaving Castiel out to play with the bees and butterflies. He found Sam doing dishes in the kitchen, grinning at him.

"Hey, Gigantor. Do you got any clothes I can wear? I doubt you want me to keep wearing these." He stated, tugging at his now mostly green shirt. Sam smiled at that, nodding as he set the clean dishes aside.

"Yeah, I'll try to see if I can find something that'll actually fit you. Just wait here." He instructed the Angel before going to search for some new clothes.

Sam couldn't find anything that would fit Gabriel just right so he gave him a plain black long sleeved shirt and some of Dean's boxer shorts since those would probably fit him better. He made a mental note to take the angels shopping once they got their grass stained clothes washed. Gabriel changed into the clothes quickly, handing the messy ones to Sam. He currently occupied himself with sitting on the floor as he stared at the television, the shirt drowning his smaller frame. The wide collar left the android's shoulder bare and Sam could see the black outline of some sort of marking on his light skin. Sam furrowed his eyebrows at that and found himself lightly tugging at the back of Gabriel's shirt to see the markings better. Gabriel glanced back at him curiously but said nothing, wanting to see what he was planning. The markings turned out to be the outlines of wings, tattooed in his skin. Sam ran his thumb over the tattoo, feeling the Angel shudder under his touch. So they really did make them as human as they possibly could manage in most aspects.

"How long have you had this mark, Gabriel?" Sam asked softly, continuing to trace it.

"Since creation. What can I say? They really wanted to make us Angels." He said softly, grinning back at him.

Sam nodded at that, unable to believe how realistic he was. If he didn't know any better, he would've thought that the man in front of him was human. Gabriel soon turned around, looking over Sam curiously. "You're really interested in us, aren't you?" Gabriel asked softly, staring into his eyes.

"Yeah, I really am. I want to know all about how you function." He said honestly which caused Gabriel to snicker. "Why is that so funny?"

"I find it hilarious that you are a nerd about this. Maybe you'll get a kick out of this." He said softly, taking Sam's hand and moving it under the collar of his shirt to rest on his chest. Sam furrowed his eyebrows in confusion before he felt light thumping under his chest.

"It's like we are human, but we really aren't if you look in the right places. I mean, we could be fully functional humans to the naked eye. Despite my skeletal structure, my nerve wiring, synthetic blood, and 'organs' we aren't that different." He said softly, letting go of Sam's hand. "We're conscious of what we do, unless we were to end up in the wrong hands. Then they could hack into our database, override our coding and who knows what they would do to us. You must be very trusted if you and your brother were entrusted with Castiel and I." Gabriel said with a wide smile. "As long as you have our manuals, you should be fine. And if we break, Chuck will fix us."

"Alright, so how exactly does you mind work?" Sam asked, wanting to know more about what made the one in front of him work.

"Our personalities are made up in the company. So Castiel is more introverted and curious, while I'm a crafty, rambunctious kind of guy." Gabriel started, turning so he could look Sam in the eyes. "I can't explain a whole lot to you since it'd be way beyond your level of cognitive understanding. We have really big computers compacted into our minds okay?" He asked, earning a bitch face from Sam. "Pretty much, our hardware comes with our personality built in to the company or the customer's specifications and we have software that allows us to continue learning from our environments. So there's not much I can really say about all of this. Did you at least understand that?" He asked with a sly smile, earning an amused scoff from Sam.

"Yeah, I think I got that." He stated.

"Good because I'm not explaining it to you again, sweet cheeks. That's my take on the subject on how an angel's mind works. You'll get more used to it as we go on." Gabriel replied, getting to his feet.

"I have another question. Do you ever have problems moving?"

"Um, if our charge is low then yeah our bodies feel heavy and we just need to go lay down until we have a full charge again. Oh yeah, we do have pain sensors, thus the synthetic blood. If you hurt us, we will feel it. Just an FYI." He said softly, getting to his feet. "We're tough though so we probably aren't going to run into a wall and spray blood everywhere."

"Where are you going?" Sam asked, wondering what he was up to.

"I'm going back outside with Castiel, duh." He stated.

"Then what was the point of changing clothes?" He frowned as Gabriel turned back to grin at him, shrugging his shoulders.

"I just got sick of wearing white."