The beginning of this is a little weird. I wanted to try something a bit new, so I did the first bit like the bios they do at the beginning of each season. The rest of this fic will be from Dean or Cas's POV, though.

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Week 1

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[Camera zooms in to show 31 year-old Atara Kemmiam leaning on a balcony railing, dressed in a black tank top and jean shorts. Her long silvery-lavender hair begins blowing away from her face as the wind picks up.]

[Voice-over begins.]

Atara: Even though it didn't work out with Joel last season, I still believe there's someone out there for me, and I want to find love. I was so shocked when Chris asked me to be the Bachelorette. I've always been that awkward girl who doesn't fit in, and I can't say I know why so many people wanted me for this, but I'm so grateful. I've tried and failed so many times at finding love that I started to get discouraged. This is my chance. Maybe my last chance. I'm determined to seize this opportunity that I've been given, and to not hold back. I'm looking for something that will last forever.

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[Bios of the bachelors begin.]

[Camera shows a short clip of 32 year-old Dean Winchester, dressed in a plaid shirt and dirty jeans, with his head under an older car. He then rolls out from under it with greasy hands and a smile on his face.]

[Camera cuts to a closer shot of Dean, cleaned up, with a ribbon at the bottom of the screen listing his name (Dean), age (32), occupation (mechanic), and hometown (Lawrence, Kansas).]

Dean: Hey, my name's Dean. I'm a mechanic from Kansas, and the two most important things in my life are my brother, Sam, who's a lawyer, and my car, which is a 1967 Chevy Impala. It was my dad's car.

[Sad music begins to play.]

Dean: When I was 21, my dad died in a car crash. He was at a bar, drinking, so he took a taxi home. Obviously, he didn't make it. I got the call about an hour after it happened. My mom died when I was five, so that left me and my brother by ourselves. Sam was 16 at the time, so I ended up dropping out of college and moving back home to take care of him. I worked hard so he could go to college, because I knew how smart he was. Now, though, I realize I've spent so much time worrying about him, I forgot to worry about myself.

[Music begins to speed up, sounding hopeful.]

Dean: I want to fall in love, I do, but I haven't found the right girl yet. Going on "The Bachelorette" was actually my brother's idea. I wasn't sure about it at first, but after a while, I realized that he was right. I need to start thinking about my future, and that's why I'm here.

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[Camera shows a panorama of a high school gym, where 35 year-old Castiel Novak, dressed in a black suit with a white shirt and blue tie, is showing a redheaded boy how to correctly parry an attack from another fencing saber. He then moves on to another student, showing him how to lunge for a successful attack.]

[Camera cuts to a closer shot of Castiel, now wearing a tan trench coat over his suit, with a ribbon at the bottom of the screen listing his name (Castiel "Cas"), age (35), occupation (fencing instructor), and hometown (Pontiac, Illinois).]

Castiel: Hello, my name is Castiel, but most people just call me "Cas". I teach fencing at a private school in Illinois, and I live with my brother Balthazar, who owns a small bar near our apartment.

[Quick shot of Castiel talking to 45 year-old Balthazar Roché. Return to close-up]

Castiel: Actually, Balthazar isn't my real brother. I grew up in the foster system, and he was in one of the group homes I stayed in for a while. He's… interesting. I'm embarrassed to say I don't actually watch this show. In fact, I didn't even sign up for this. Balthazar signed me up without asking, and when I found out later, I had no intention of doing this. But Balthazar fought me on it, so here I am. He's right, though. I love kids, I love working with kids, and I want to find love just like anyone else. I'm just so… awkward… that I don't get out much.

[Castiel laughs.]

Castiel: I'm cautiously optimistic about being on "The Bachelorette." I'm excited to meet Atara, too; I've heard nothing but good things about her. I don't think I can say now whether we're meant to be or not. I don't think anyone can honestly say that until they've gotten to know the person. Which, admittedly, might be hard to do in just ten weeks. So… we'll see."

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Cas had major jitters on the way to the Bachelor mansion. He knew how the show worked, thanks to Balthazar, and was worried that he'd get all the way there only to realize he didn't have chemistry with the Bachelorette, Atara. Sure, she seemed nice in all the interviews and video clips Balthazar made him watch, but people could be very different in real life than they were on camera. He certainly didn't like the prospect of being filmed during this. But once the camera crew came to his hometown to interview him, he knew it was too late to back out.

It's not that he didn't think he could fall in love here, it's just… the likelihood of it all working out was pretty slim. I mean, 1 out of 25? That's a 4% chance he'd walk out of there happy, a 32% chance he'd get sent home the first night, and a 64% chance get his heart broken later. That's a 96% chance overall that he wouldn't leave successful in finding love.

So the best Cas could muster up was "cautiously optimistic". That's what he'd told the interviewer.

They finally arrived, and all the guys in the car looked around to see who would go first. Finally, the green-eyed blond across from Cas volunteered.

Cas was the last to exit the car, letting the two other men go out after the green-eyed man. Then, knowing there was no more stalling, he nervously stepped out.

His first impression of Atara was simply: WOW.

She was short and curvy, but absolutely gorgeous. Her hair was a silvery light purple, and somehow drew attention to her dark brown eyes. Her smile was wide and happy. Her dress reminded Cas of something a celebrity would wear to an awards show. It was a deep purple, very shiny, and went all the way to the ground. It wasn't tight, and wasn't cut low, which Cas actually liked, as it let him know Atara was likely on the modest side. He wasn't fond of girls who let everything be seen.

"Hi!" She shouted cheerfully. "How are you?"

"I'm Cas," he said, and then he wanted to slap himself because she'd asked how he was, not what his name was.

She didn't seem to mind, though, and laughed good-naturedly. Then her gaze settled on his chest and she laughed a little harder.

"Cas, did you know your tie is backwards?"

Cas looked down to realize that his tie was, in fact, backwards.

"Oops."

"Here, let me fix it," she said, coming over to fiddle with it. She managed to get it straightened out, and then she added, "I'm Atara, by the way. In case you didn't know."

"I did."

She smiled again. "Hey, I decided on an icebreaker question. I want to know what house you're in?"

Cas tilted his head, his eyes squinting in confusion.

"Hogwarts house," Atara clarified. "You know, from Harry Potter. I'm a huge fan."

"Oh, I see. I think… Ravenclaw, maybe?"

She nodded approvingly. "Yeah, you do seem like one. I'm a Hufflepuff."

Cas wasn't sure how to respond to that question, so he just said, "Cool."

Atara hugged him briefly before sending him inside, noting that she had loads more guests to greet.

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Dean thought Atara was gorgeous. Though her curves were muted under her dress, he could tell she had a killer body. And she seemed really nice, too. He loved the question about Harry Potter. That was Sam's favorite book series growing up, and he'd ended up liking it too.

He told her he was a Gryffindor.

Then he went inside, only to find out he was the very first one there. He got himself some champagne and sat down on a couch, waiting for someone to talk to.

One of the other guys he rode with walked in, and Dean asked, "So what house are you in?"

"Gryffindor. You?"

"Same."

They high-fived, and then started talking about why they would love being in Gryffindor, and who their favorite characters were. The guy's name was Benji.

The next guy from their car came in, and he was also a Gryffindor. His name was Paul. He and Benji got into an intense conversation about inconsistencies between the books and movies, and Dean ended up just sitting back to watch them.

The last person from their car looked super nervous, and he sat down a bit away from the three of them, without even picking up a drink.

Seeing as his two companions were occupied, Dean got up to talk to the new guy, who he noticed had very bright blue eyes.

"Hey, I'm Dean."

The man looked up. "I'm Castiel. But call me 'Cas'."

Dean wanted to laugh. "What kind of a name is 'Castiel'?"

"It's the name of an angel," Cas said with a frown.

"Whatever," Dean said with a light chuckle. "Hey, what house did you say you were in?"

"Ravenclaw."

"Ah. Odd man out." Dean gestured to the other two guys. "We're all in Gryffindor."

"Typical," Cas muttered under his breath.

Dean raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean, 'Typical'?"

Cas's eyes widened, like he hadn't meant to say that out load. "Well… it's just… everyone pictures themselves in Gryffindor. They tend to identify with the main character most, so they see themselves in his shoes, rather than imagining how they themselves would fit into that world. Men, in particular, call themselves Gryffindors because they want to be seen as brave. They see that as the most desirable trait, more desirable than kindness, intelligence, or creativity."

Dean's mouth parted in surprise. Apparently, blue-eyes was not as quiet as Dean thought. Then he scrunched his eyebrows together and asked, "Wait… creativity? What house is that? I thought Slytherin's thing was being cunning."

Cas sighed. "Sure, but what does cunning mean?"

"Uh… it's like… being sneaky or whatever. So you can get what you want."

"Eloquently put," Cas said sarcastically. "While you are correct that it is the ability to achieve one's ends through deceit and manipulation, that's not all there is to it. In fact, to be cunning, you must be creative. That is a better categorization for those in Slytherin. Creative and, of course, ambitious."

Dean didn't say anything for a minute, and then remarked, "You are such a Ravenclaw."

Cas looked back at him as if to say, Obviously, but didn't actually speak. Just sat and stared. Dean finally turned away and went to find other people to talk to.

What a weird dude.

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Twenty-five bachelors entered the mansion that night, and eight of them left at the end of it, leaving seventeen men to try and win Atara Kemmiam's heart.

Those remaining were:

Benji Columbus

Castiel Novak

Cody Baker

Daniel Summers

Dean Winchester

Donald Sun

Drake Lyndon

Dustin Total

Edmund Jonathan

Keith Grace

Matthew Brandon

Mitchell Davies

Paul Sanders

Ryan Knight

Scott Jiminy

Stephen Alexander

Trevor Weston

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I'll be doing one chapter for every week the Bachelorette usually has, and the last chapter will be "The Men Tell All" (which, while it airs before week ten, is filmed quite a while afterward).

Oh, and you might be wondering why I didn't include Dean and Cas's interactions with Atara during the cocktail party, but this chapter was getting long, so I'll be touching on it briefly in the next chapter.

Updates will be every Monday

*Which I picked of course because that's the same day new episodes of "The Bachelorette" air

By the way, you'll find out more about Atara as this goes on. I took a bunch of elements from female influences in my life - both family and friends - and combined them to create her. (The men in this are inspired by the male influences in my life - mostly family, as well as a few crushes and one ex-boyfriend. With the obvious exception of Dean and Cas, who I have not met because, unfortunately, they are fictional characters.)