A/N: Welcome to my latest fic, about the road trip adult Phoebe and Wanda take in my universe, as alluded to in the last chapter of The Twins. As always, this fic is part of the universe all of all my other fics, and to be clear, my universe exists as if the reboot never happened. To help though, there is some expository info in this chapter that shows where the characters are at this point.

Yes, she was one of the lucky people who could sleep on a plane, but that didn't make Wanda any less peeved of her early wake up call. Why couldn't Phoebe have picked a later flight? It's not like they were going anywhere until tomorrow anyway? Wanda was resigned that her whole day would be spent cramped in airports and metal tubes full of squares and screaming children, but having to wake up at 6 am just to get to the airport? That was adding injury to insult. Even worse, she had a layover in Orlando. Being stuck in the airport and unable to visit the Magic Kingdom? That was adding more serious injury, Wanda guessed. She didn't really know how to keep the metaphor going.

Despite her irritation, Wanda was still looking forward to the trip. Spending a week driving cross country with her sweetest but lamest friend wouldn't be the first thing she would pick, but it beat sitting around Walkerville. It was an adventure, and since finally returning home after eight years in the Air Force, she hadn't had many adventures to speak of. For the moment she was ignoring the fact that at the end of the journey she'd be right back where she started.

Wanda finally landed in San Francisco to a prompt text from Phoebe letting her know where the taller woman would be waiting. Wanda couldn't help but roll her eyes at her friend's eagerness. She figured she had to get most of the snark out of her system now, in deference to the opportunity Phoebe was giving her. Well, she'd try to at least.

Wanda arrived outside the airport and before she could blink, was swallowed up in a bear hug by an excited Phoebe.

"Wandagreattoseeyouhowwasyourflightdoyouneedanythingbeforewegethome!"

"Down girl," Wanda replied as she wriggled out of the hug. "Good to see you too, but calm the fuck down. We're about to spend a week together. Don't burn out in five minutes."

Phoebe blushed, both at Wanda's words and at the stares she was getting from passersby. "You're right. I'm just really glad you're here!"

"Same. I'm still salty I missed the trip you all took here in college. Stupid war." Wanda was referring to a Spring Break trip to the city Keesha, Dorothy Ann, and Phoebe made. That was when Phoebe initially fell in love with San Francisco and decided to move there after college. Wanda missed the trip due to being deployed in Iraq as an Air Force mechanic at the time.

Phoebe gave her a sad smile, which Wanda returned with an annoyed frown and a finger in the air. "No pity. I swear you start feeling sorry for me even once, I will roll out of the car and hitchhike home."

Sufficiently chastened, Phoebe nodded. "Got it." While Phoebe was fairly sure Wanda was joking, she's known her long enough to know there was a decent chance she meant it.

Pleasantries concluded, the duo walked back to Phoebe's car. It was a well used Prius with multiple bumper stickers imploring people to save this animal and that and letting the world know Phoebe brakes for ducks. There was also a rainbow flag with "Ally" written across it. Wanda intentionally walked behind her friend so she could roll her eyes again. She couldn't imagine a more Phoebe car on this earth.

The two entered the front seats, and Wanda attempted to find a place for her bag within the piles of Phoebe's things in the back.

"Is this everything you're taking Pheebs? I figured you'd be traveling light, but not this light?"

Phoebe shook her head. "No, I have a little U-Haul packed and ready to go. I just need to hook it up when we can get back. If you need room for your stuff though, I can rearrange things. Just make sure to leave room for Sadie and her carrier."

"Sadie? The cat?"

Phoebe tried to contain it, but let out a little sigh regardless. "Yes Wanda, the cat. Remember, I told you I'm bringing her with us. Multiple times."

That jogged Wanda's memory. She had been told (yes, multiple times) that in the decoupling between Phoebe and her roommate Caitlin, it was determined Phoebe should take Caitlin's cat Sadie. As Caitlin put it, "She'd miss you more than me anyway." Phoebe had emphasized repeatedly that the decision had nothing to do with Caitlin's ability as a pet owner.

"Oh yeah," Wanda finally said. "That'll make it harder for us to make good time."

Phoebe shrugged as she navigated the city streets. "Are you really in that much of a hurry? My job doesn't start for another three weeks. I gave myself plenty of time to get there and get settled in back in town."

"Yeah, good point."

The whole impetus for this trip was Phoebe taking a job as Associate Director of the Walkerville Animal Shelter. She'd have to leave social work and move from San Francisco, but in her mind it was time. Given her need to move her stuff, the cross country drive was the only option. To Wanda's surprise, Phoebe asked her to accompany.

The two rode to Phoebe's apartment in silence. Wanda was still half asleep from her long day; Phoebe wasn't a natural talker and didn't want to bother Wanda. Once they arrived, Wanda saw the mini U-Haul. Phoebe parked the car right in front of it. She got out to hook it up, only to stopped by the shorter woman.

"I got this, don't worry."

"But, I'm sure you're tired, and…"

"But nothing," Wanda interrupted. "I spent years as a mechanic. I can get this done in half the time it will take you." Sure enough, Wanda had the trailer hitched within minutes. "See, no problem. Time to sleep."

With that, the duo entered Phoebe's apartment. Or rather, what was left of it. Caitlin had moved out a week ago, and all of Phoebe's things were packed. All that remained was a bare domicile, save for Sadie's food bowl and litter box, and a couch that Caitlin hadn't picked up yet.

"I'm not sure why I expected anything different," Wanda deadpanned.

"I have a sleeping bag, so you can take the couch," was all Phoebe could say in response.

"No, take the couch. I think it's long enough for your tall ass."

"Um, OK," replied a stunned Phoebe, not used to Wanda being unselfish.

Seemingly reading her mind, Wanda understood what she was getting at. "The military is all about sacrifice. I have a good sleeping bag. Consider it a thank you for letting me go on this adventure."

Phoebe smiled. "You're welcome, Wanda." From there, the two ordered take out for dinner, and spent the evening catching up on each other's lives while Wanda and Sadie got used to each other. Soon enough, it was time for bed. The road trip would start early the next morning.