Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Angel. Just love 'em. Gotta love Joss Wheden

Notes: Spike, and a mysterious woman. Tia Darling. She's a daredevil/witch. She works for Wolfram and Heart. She finds a way into Spikes heart. Spike/Occ and M just the entire story. Because I haven't read the comics after season 5 Angel, I'm saying They won, life went back to normal. So they are at Wolfram and Heart, and Spike is one of the crew.

Rating: M

Pairing: Spike xXx Tiaris Darling

Theme: Romance, Adventure, Mystery, Friendship, Suspense, Supernatural

Author: Victoria Flame aka Flame

Spike had been told by Angel that he had to meet the new witch. Why? Because as an asset to Wolfram and Heart Spike had to show support of other assets. They were working to get the other branches of Wolfram and Heart under Angel's control. Which hopefully would happen. The vampire never liked the idea that other branches weren't as… holy? Or what ever. He knew that the Slayers were working towards getting their own Wolfram and Heart… or breaking it. He wasn't to clear on that. The Scooby Gang were great an' all, but he'd fallen out of the loop. Not that he minded.

He was doing so much better here. He was doing good, and he wasn't worrying about Buffy. Though there was high emotions. Loosing Fred had hurt, then the rest. Everything was different. The final battle had ended well. They missed Loren, but at least the man was safe.

Spike leaned against the wall of the train station waiting. LA had been saved, but he was seriously going to get someone hurt if that train didn't get here sooner. Why did she have to come by train anyways? He'd seen a large box come in. Large enough for a motorcycle, but no one had told him if it was or not. Which he'd almost deicded to break into, but Angel had grabbed him first, sending him here. He'd gotten the quickest of descriptions of who he was going to be picking up. A daredevil who was a witch. Powerful one at that, though nothing like Willow. He was curious, but bored.

At least he was bored until the woman in her brown leather coat, dark red hair, green eyes, and a full five foot nothing. She was shapely, and yet, something was familiar about her. Some how she managed to have long limbs, and still look like an adult. She had a bag over her left shoulder, and another in her right hand. She had sunglasses on, and looked the part of a daredevil. He couldn't step out into the sun, but she did, heading in his general direction. The moment the sun caught her hair he had a hard time keeping his eyes off of it. Bright, and the deepest of reds. Auburn technically. It made her skin pale. Well paler than normal.

She almost past him and stopped, looking him over. He suddenly wondered what she'd think of him, and he gave her his cocky grin. She answered it with one of her own. "You must be Spike. I was told I'd be meeting you. Vampire right? One of the only two with a soul." She said her grin getting wider as his fell. "I'm a witch. I have to keep up with the world. Now come on. I've got an appointment with the great Angel himself." She said walking past him to the limo that he'd been hiding from. He grumbled and followed.

"How'd you know? That I was a vampire I mean?" he asked, ignoring the witch part. She slid into the limo and plopped her bags on the floor. She waited for him to get in (they were in the shade), and watched him for a moment. "Well?" His voice got annoyed.

"I told you. I'm a witch. A powerful one. I keep an eye on things. And when word got around the the infamous William the Bloody was soulful it was something that stuck." She said softly. A smile playing on her lips as she pulled the glasses off her face. He'd known she'd had green eyes, but the brilliance of them were stunning. He was surprised really. Long beautiful lashes, and a dimple. He frowned.

"That is weird. Why would you know about me?" he asked her point blank. She laughed, her head tilting back showing a great deal of throat. He twitched, but held still. He faught the urge to touch her. Bite her even, though not to draw blood.

"I am the daughter of a Slayer. The one before Buffy. This is her coat. She died fighting three different demons. It was pretty spectacular. I studied with her and her Watcher from a young age. I learned how to read from a demon encyclopedia. Though I never understood it till I was like thirteen. I kept up after her death. You were one of the more terrifying bed time stories I was told." She was open, the way she easily gave up information. Then again, he'd have gotten that through her file. He dug it out of the bag beside him, and frowned. She chuckled. "Yep. It's all there. Including the fact that at fifteen I broke my arm jumping off a three story building to tackle a vampire." She said with a shrug. She shifted so she was now laying along the long chair. Her long red hair spilling down the black seats, creating a very interesting contrast. "So tell me. What is Angel like? And his… gang. Well besides yourself. I wasn't givin' much information. Then again, I guess being a witch mean's I'm supposed to know everything." She was very distracting.

"They are like the Scooby gang. All bravery, and smarts, only they have better back up. Why do you care?" he asked annoyed, watching her. "It doesn't matter. You'll be meetin' them soon." He snapped at her, turning to glare at the window.

"Oh ho ho! Did I hit a nerve? Do you not like me knowing more about you than you about me?" she asked sitting up, leaning forward, putting her elbows on her knees, and giving him a good view of her cleavage. Under the dark brown jacket she had a shapely back t with a light, teal cami. She grinned as his eyes drifted past her face. "Men will be men, even vampires. I like to know my employer's. Sure I'm Wolfram and Heart, but that doesn't mean I know my big boss. So tell me. Now." She wasn't, but it was fun to play the bitch. She was good at it.

"You'll just have to meet 'im. 'e's fun. You'll like him." With that the brit went mum. She chuckled and leaned back. She watched him, her leather biker boots up on the chair. Her faded blue jeans helped the look. Feather earrings and feather necklace as well as a small clade ring on her finger finished off the look. Danger, and sexy. Two very good words to describe this new woman. "You know… You know my name but I don't know yours." He said softly.

"Tiaris. Tia Darling. Fire on Water. The magnificent and powerful Daredevil of the west. Take your pick." She said with her voice changed. It was more solid. More powerful. More dangerous. He liked that. "I am who I am. Witch, Wicca, Daughter of the Chosen One, Big sister of two idiot little brothers, Daredevil, Idiot. Harlot even. Though I refuse the last one. I'm not a harlot. Never really enjoyed the jump from boy to boy. Even in highschool. So. To answer your question. I'm Tia. Just Tia. Just as I'll be calling you Spike, even if it annoys me I have to work with a childhood horror." She said softly as the car came to a stop.

She grabbed her bags and slipped out of the car. They were in the parking garage. She smiled a bit as she looked around. Well this was going to be fun. At least in her opinion. She waited for the British vampire to lead her. She liked his coat. Though she'd never wear something like that. The short leather coat was perfect for her. She waited for him to lead the way, his movements showing the anger, and annoyance at the fact he was showing some pissy girl around. Though technically being twenty made her an adult. She followed him easily, swinging her bag. "So. This is Wolfram and Heart. Neat. Well if you can call the parking garage neat." She said following easily. When they entered the lobby she grinned. This was beautiful. It was wood, and marble. Beautiful. She looked around her a bit surprised. Then she watched Spike walk through a bit of sunshine and she froze. But he didn't even sizzle. "Why didn't you burst into flame?" she asked catching up, and touching his arm.

"So you act like you don't like me but worry when I don't burst into flames? You really need to figure yourself out pet." He snapped at her moving to the side a bit. Her hurt and supprised look made him sigh as he stopped and looked at her. "Science. Any Vampire can be here. Including the big boss Angel. Now come on. We've got work ta do." He snapped the last part as he turned and headed off to Angel's office. They were stopped by a blond vamipire. If the blood in the cup next to her was any indication. She frowned as she watched a very tall, dark and well… hansom man walked out of the office. He smiled at her and held out his hand.

"You must be Tiaris Darling. I'm Angel. You've met Spike. That's Harmony. Buffy said you'd be here today. Glad you could come. Ah. Spike and Illryia will take you around." Illrya showed herself at the moment. Blue and brown hair, orange ting. The redhead jumped, green eyes wide.

"Your. Your!" the half stutter was amusing to everyone.

"Yes. I'm going to be working with you. Though you are a puny mortal. Why must we keep her? She will break when she gets into a fight, though her powers. Mmmm. So delicious. So… Powerful." She touched the redhead's face lightly, making the witch jump back. "Power."

"Don't touch me." Her bags were dropped and her hands were up, defensive fighting position.

"Don't bother her Illryia. Slayer trained." Spike said softly. "Now come on. I only want to baby sit the new girl as long as I have to. No point in going over things twice." Before the woman could grab her bags two young people (she couldn't figure out if they were male or female) and took them away. She reached out for them, surprise coloring her face.

"They are taking them to your new home. We are providing for you in the building until you can get your own place. Don't worry Miss Darling. We are taking care of you." That would be Angel, putting a hand on her shoulder. She nodded, taking a deep breath. He at least was nice.

"Hi. I'm Harmony. I know the Boss said my name, but I wanted to meet you personally. So you're the new witch. Willow was great, but we need our own. And someone not so… bad looking. You look like you need a make over though." Harmony said with a smile. "Can I eat her?" she asked loudly to Angel.

It was Spike who answered. "No. Harm. You can't. You know that." He snapped at her, turning, making his black coat swish.

"Geeze Spike. It's not like I was actually going to. I bet she tastes horrible anyways." She sat back down and went back to work. Spike could tell this was going to freak her out more.

"Come on, pet. Let's show you around, and get you settled." He said grabbing her shoulder and turning her around. He led her off. Illryia followed laughter on her lips.