Summary: Buffy Summers is a happening singer on a route to success, William "Spike" Giles next route is failure. So what'll happen if their routes meet in a movie called," Taylor; secret agent meets Sandy Mathews; her newest partner.

The phone rang early on a Monday morning. Buffy woke with a jolt and grabbed the phone. Groggily, she yelled," What'd you want!" into the receiver.

She had no clue who it could be and she was angry because her talk show bombed. That and the fact that if she didn't get another job soon, she would have to leave the business of showbiz.

"Hi, this is Willow Rosenburg of Mag-chick Industries...you had a resume' that you gave us two weeks ago?

"Yeah, what now!"

"I think we might have a lead role in the upcoming movie, Taylor; Teen Detective."

Buffy got really excited and said, "What?! That's incredible! Thank you so much!"

There was a pause on the phone as Buffy thought a minute.

"What is the movie about? I mean-"

Willow," Ms. Summers, Taylor is the lead. The director, Xander Harris explained to me about it. The movie is about a 21-year-old. She is a secret agent for the CIA and cannot tell anyone. She meets a man and they romance. It turns out that he is a secret agent as well for England and she must leave him or her or the CIA will disown her. There's more, but Harris said he'd fill you in later. You get 2 million for the shoot, but there's a catch.

Buffy stopped dead.

"What!"

Willow," Don't worry, it's not that bad. He only requires that you travel-

"That is sooo easy! Gosh, you act as if I wouldn't want to take this part.

Willow" Well...your co-star, the one who plays your love interest, he isn't the best man in Hollywood to um, get it on on screen.

Buffy: Whoa! No one said said I would have to, to-

Willow: Yeah, you will-

Buffy: But, whoa, naked?

Willow: Yeah, look, this is not my problem, you wanted the part, but you didn't do your homework. I got to go...Bye!

"Bye."

Click....

Next Day...

Buffy pulled up in her white limousine at her hotel. As she stepped out, the flashing of cameras all around her blinded her. As she got inside, she looked at her watch. 11:30. 'Great, I'm late' and she took off running. Later, ready and running, almost to the door, she was knocked clean off her feet as she ran into a man walking in a great stride.

"Och!" "Bloody 'ell!" were yelled at the same time. 'Who is this great ass! I'm late!' 'Who does this sodden bloke think he is? Dead in my book!'

Buffy looked up into piercing blue eyes that made her feel as if he could see her soul. His looks were striking but he had no sense of style as she eyed his black décor. 'But his six pack makes up for that.' She noticed that the man was staring at her as well. She broke the silence. "Uh, I'm sorry, I was late for a filming and-" he stopped her then said," Oh, you're the chit I need to film on screen with?" She stopped dead, "You're the guy?...Sandy...great."

He seemed upset that she said that saying," why, upset pet?" "Oh no, I just didn't expect that ...oh wow." 'I was so not expecting this'

"So, will you come with me to the filming?" Buffy was now eager saying yes right away. He seemed okay and he had offered her a ride, so why not. After all...her limo was a no show and she was late.

The ride over was full of tension, and Spike wanted to break the ice, so he put his arm around her and started to talk. "So, luv, how long has show biz seen you." She blushed and said," A long time. I was 8 when I first filmed. "

His arm remained around her, she leaning in close. They arrived and he took her hand.