Chapter 5
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Noone had ever thought of Spike as a hero, least of all Spike. So after his fight with Angel Spike soon found himself in a strip club. It wasn't long before a booding englishman came to sit by Spike, and seemed to stare at him.
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Spike: Look mate, I'm flattered, but you're not my type.
Wesley: Get any interesting mail lately Spike?
Spike: Who are you?
Wesley: My name is Wesley.
Spike: Buffy's former watcher?
Wesley: Correct.
Spike: So you brought me back, why?
Wesley: We need your help.
Spike: Please, the Watcher's Council would never help me.
Wesley: The Watcher's Council was destroyed, they're trying to regroup, but I'm not affiliated with them anymore.
Spike: So who do you work for now?
Wesley: That's not important.
Spike: I don't like mind games, like maniulating me and Angel into fighting for a cup of soda.
Wesley: Sorry about that, but we had to be certain. Three years ago I was working for Angel when we stole some things from Wolfram and Hart. One of these things was a scroll, containing a certain prophecy. It didn't mention Angel by name, but it spoke of a vampire with a soul.
Spike: And you all assumed it was him.
Wesley: We did, but fate has a funy way of hedging it's bets. The same free will that allowed you to fight to reclaim your soul, also allowed Angel to sell his soul to the darkside. Not to mention it allowed a slayer to fight for team evil.
Spike: You really think I'm a hero, then you should lay off the whisky at the breakfast table.
Wesley: Are you certain about that? Even when you had no soul you fought to save the world, you reveled in violence but seldom enjoyed the pain you caused. And in the end, you fought to get you soul back. Perhaps you're not a hero, not yet, but I see potential in you, if you're interested.