Buffy knocked on Angel's apartment door thinking about everything Giles had mentioned earlier. Another Slayer, proof she'd died. Xander getting Angel to help him find her, her assumption that Angel had tried to save her apparently being wrong.

That without vampires, Vampires Slayers might cease to exist altogether.

Angel opened the door. "Buffy." He didn't seem to know what else to say.

"Brought something for you." She held up the package. "Xander suggested that you need a legal human identity and Willow and Ms. Calendar put together everything you need. You just need to pick a name and sign the paperwork."

"Oh, okay. I'll look at it later." He seemed uncomfortable and Buffy wondered why.

"Angel? Is something wrong? Are you having some trouble adjusting to being human?"

"I don't know how to be human." He admitted. "It's been something like 240 years since - I don't know what tastes good or how to cook it or anything really." He admitted, hating to admit to what felt like a weakness.

"Oh. Okay, um, do you have a stove in your apartment?"

"Yes, but it's not anything I know how to use." He answered.

"That's okay. Tell you what, let's go to the store together. I'll show you the frozen food aisle, a lot of that stuff's premade and just needs to be warmed up. We'll get a variety of things, I'll show you how to use the stove and you can gradually figure out which ones you like. Sound good?"

"I guess." Angel swallowed his pride, set the package aside and followed Buffy out the door.

"So, um Giles pointed something out today." Buffy said as they walked along. "I - I assumed you saved me by getting Xander to revive me when you found me drowned. Giles says there wouldn't have been time for that, you would have had to have found me no more ten minutes after I drowned and probably more like five minutes or I would have had brain damage. Which means you and Xander found me together. Why did you bring Xander with you to find me? Wouldn't he just slow you down?"

Angel looked away and sighed. "Xander came with me because he asked me to help him find you. I thought it was too late, but he insisted on trying." He admitted, snarling internally at the damn Watcher for bringing it up.

"So you weren't even going to try finding me, you thought it was a lost cause or something?"

"I didn't see anyway it was possible to save you. Xander insisted we had to try and he wasn't taking no for an answer."

Buffy digested that thought. She'd hoped Giles had been wrong, that Angel had led the charge to save her. Instead he'd given up and Xander had made Angel help him. 'Assumptions, there's a reason why the joke is assume will make an ass of u and me.' She thought. "Giles told me I was...gone long enough for a second Slayer to be Called. She's being sent to guard another Hellmouth."

"A second Slayer? I didn't even know that was possible!" Angel blinked, trying to process that mind boggling thought. "What does that mean, I don't even know what to ask?"

"No one does." Buffy swallowed the lump in her throat. "There might be two lines of Slayers now or the line runs though her or no Slayer may ever be Called again, since there are no more vampires. We might be the last ones, ever." She finished hollowly. "Fighting vampires is why I exist, without vampires - what am I?"

"All I know is how to be a vampire." Angel answered. "What am I? I don't know how to be this -.!" He gestured at his human body. His weak human body, how did humans get to be the dominant force on Earth being so damn weak?!

"There's a lot to being a human." Buffy said sympathetically. "A job, an education, things like that. But for today, we start with grocery shopping and making a meal." They'd arrived at the store.

"Just show me what to do." Angel muttered, resigned.

Buffy led the way in and grabbed a cart at the door and headed toward the frozen food section. "So, a job. Um, What did Liam do?"

"What do you mean?"

"What kind of job did Liam have?"

"He didn't have one, he didn't work. His father was a wealthy merchant who wanted him to take over the business, but he wasn't interested in it."

"Oh, well, but his education, how hard would it be for you to get a degree?"

"He didn't go to University, again, no interest, but it wasn't necessary anyway. All he had to do was learn to run his father's business."

"So getting a degree wouldn't be easy either." Buffy stopped at the first door in the frozen food section and pulled out several different single serve precooked meals and loaded them in the cart. "So, that brings us back to a job. How long can whatever money you have last?"

"A few months maybe. I don't even know how much food costs." Again that helpless feeling he hated.

"Maybe Giles has some ideas for a job."

"Like what?" Angel was getting frustrated. He didn't have any answers to these questions and each one highlighted just how far from human he was. Or had been.

"You lived though a lot of history and Giles loves history, maybe he'd be willing to pay you to tell him what you know."

"Charity." Angel gritted his teeth. Less then one day as a human and he already hated it.