Setting; Post - Damage
Pairings: Spike/OC That’s it for now.
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything to with the series Angel, basically all I own is THIS story line and Kitty.
A/N: This is only my second fiction so bare with me, I’m not quite sure where I’m going with this even though I have a rough idea. Its got some spoilers for season five so if you haven’t seen it yet, which I highly doubt, don’t read this. Also, since I loved him so much I might some how bring Doyle back not quite sure yet. Anyway enjoy.
The blonde stepped out the elevator and looked around. It was a lot bigger than she had expected it to be, it didn’t matter anyway she had a job to do. She walked up to, what she took to be, the receptionist desk. The girl behind the desk smiled and said politely:
“Welcome to Wolfram and Hart how may I help you?” The blonde just ignored her and walked into the nearest office. “Hey you can’t go in there!” The girl yelled following the blonde.
Angel looked up from the group of people sitting in the office to see what or who had interrupted his meeting. He was surprised to see a slim woman standing there. She had blonde hair that came up to her shoulders that was styled to cover her left eye, she wore a black blouse, a black mini skirt and black fishnet tights, on her feet were black knee high doc martens.
“Can I help you?” Angel asked starring at the woman. The woman just smirked at him and shook her head.
“No, but I can help you.” She replied still smirking.
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Fred, Wesley and Gunn stared at the woman in disbelieve, how the hell did she know so much about them? And where the hell did she come from?
Angel shook his head. “So run this by me one more time. Cordelia sent you to help us?” The girl nodded. “To help us do what?”
“Fight evil, you know the usual.” The girl looked around at the people in the room, there was one female, not including herself, and four males. Three of the males where asking her questions about why she was there while the other one stood in the corner not saying a word. This is the one that had caught her attention at first, not just because he had shockingly bright hair, but also because there was something about him. Something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. She looked back at Angel and the others they were sitting discussing that she had no interest in.
“But, we don’t know weather she’s telling the truth or not.” Fred said her eyes carefully drifting to the girl and then back to the group again. “She could just be saying that Cordy sent her to gain our trust.”
“I could always do a spell to try and summon Cordy. If…” Wesley stopped in mid-sentence and looked at the girl. “What’s your name?” he asked her.
“Kitty.” She replied.
“If, Kitty is right.” He continued. “Cordy is in a higher plane which means we might be able to contact her or someone connected to her.”
“Do it.” Angel replied he then turned to Kitty and said rather to kindly, “We’ll be back in a minute don’t go anywhere.” He then turned and walked out the door followed by the group, that is, except one. The male that had been standing in the corner of the room not saying anything stepped forward.
Kitty turned to look at him and smirked. “You’re not involved in the little group are you Spike?”
“I chose not to be.” he replied.
“Now come one, we both know that’s not true.” Kitty said, standing up and walking over to him. “Don’t worry your secrets safe with me, I wont tell anybody.” She then winked at him. “Wanna have some fun?”
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