Chapter 1

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Angel was sitting in the dark, possibly reading, or just brooding. Wesley was still trying to translate the Shanshu phrophecy, no easy task given that it was written in over a dozen different languages, some of which weren't even human. And Cordelia was reading the newspaper when something caught her eye. She decided that the whole group should know this immediately.

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Cordelia: Hey guys, remember born-again lawyer boy who wanted out of Wolfram and Hart so bad?

Wesley: Lindsey, what about him?

Cordelia: He's insane.

Angel: Huh?

Cordelia: According to this article Wolfram and Hart dismissed junior associate Lindsey Mcdonald because he suffered from paranoid delusions and self-destructive tendancies.

Wesley: They're covering their hides, want to make sure if he turns against them he won't be believed.

Cordelia: Or maybe the "self-destructive" part means they're planning to murder him and make it look like suicide.

Angel: Those things aren't mutually exclusive. I better warn him.

Wesley: Do you know where he lives?

Angel: No, but we're suppossed to be a detective agency, I'll find him.

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Angel went out to look for Lindsey, but it became unneccessary. Lindsey was standing outside his front door, getting ready to knock. Angel was suprised, he was actually relieved to see Lindsey still alive.

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Lindsey: I need your help.

Angel: Come in. I guess you saw the article.

Lindsey: What article?

Angel: Wolfram and Hart claims they fired you because you're insane and have a deathwish.

Lindsey: That's standard practice. They might be coming after me, eventually. But they don't have an endless army of assasins, and you did kill one of their best.

Angel: That why you came to me?

Lindsey: I'm not afraid to die, I'm afraid of what I might do.

Angel: You're afraid you'll go back to evil.

Lindsey: Holland, my old boss, he made me an offer. A very attractive offer.

Angel: He offered you all the kingdoms of the world, if you would just bow down and worship him?

Lindsey: Not that good, but a hell of a lot better than thirty pieces of silver. Anyway I just sat in this office, for about an hour, trying to decide. Finally I gathered all of my strength and walked away. I'm not that strong, I need help or I'm not going to be able to resist. I figure, if anyone can help me be a better person, it's you. You redeemed the rogue slayer Faith, and yes I remember that I'm one of the people who sent her to kill you.

Angel: I don't know if I'm the best person to help. I wandered the earth for, almost a hundred years before I decided to seriously consider redemption. You'll die of old age before then.

Lindsey: With Wolfram and Hart having me in their crosshairs, I wouldn't bet on me living long enough to die of old age.

Angel: Even after I got my soul back, I did a lot of things I wish I could take back. Faith turned herself over to the police because she knew she couldn't trust herself to be good. Don't get me wrong, it was noble of her, and I am pulling for Faith to find redemption. But I don't know if she ca ever be trusted to be free again.

Lindsey: So what should I do?

Angel: What's it called when a lawyer does legal work for free?

Lindsey: Pro Bono.

Angel: Try that. Find someone who needs legal advice, can't pay, and help them.

Lindsey: Okay, I might know a few opportunities. Can I come to you, if I need further advice?

Angel: Sure. I'll be checking in on you, from time to time, just to see how you're doing. Remember that.