Kim woke up multiple times throughout the night. Shego somehow slept through Kim's tossing and turning. The first time Kim woke up, she was absolutely freezing! She had no idea why or how, but crawling closer to Shego helped that. The woman seemed to be a living burning fireplace, which was in Kim's benefit. The other times she woke up was simply due to the fact that this wasn't her bed and probably because she slept so much during the day. She was able to make out that Shego was a stomach sleeper and slept silently. Kim wondered if there was something about Shego that wasn't perfect. Sure, she stole some peaches from Kim's family, but they were peaches! It wasn't like she broke into their home and stole family heirlooms or her mother's jewelry.

Eventually, morning came. Kim must have dozed off because she was woken up by Shego. The other girl was already fully dressed and ready for the day. She clipped her hair back and up so that it was off of her neck. She put a bonnet on, which meant it was going to be a bright day since Shego didn't particularly care for them.

Kim climbed out of bed quickly when she noticed how terribly dirty everything about the room was. Shego had drawn back some of the curtains for light and it made the room look even worse than when they had arrived last night. Kim got ready as quickly as she could with a look of disgust on her face. She looked around for a basin of water, but found none. This made Shego stifle a laugh. Kim merely rolled her eyes and put her shoes on so she didn't have to drag her feet along the disgusting floor. She found rat waste on the floor and wondered if she slept among rats.

She put a bonnet on and clipped her hair back. It really needed a wash after yesterday. She wasn't used to sweating to that degree. When she was ready, Kim grabbed her bag and followed Shego out of the room. The man at the counter wasn't even there when they left. Shego dropped the key on the counter and led them outside. It was one of those clear days where there were minimal clouds in the sky, so the sun was strong. It was then that Kim noticed they had made it to a small little town. She saw a couple of vendors and other buildings outside. Although, building was indeed an understatement. Wherever they stopped was dirty and grimy. Everything looked rundown and in need of some serious repair. "Hungry?" Kim's stomach growled at the thought of food. She didn't recall eating the day before, or at least anything significant.

"Very," Kim started to salivate. She was disgusted with herself.

"All right, Kimmie," Shego started as Kim made her way to the dreary eatery. "You need to get used to this. We're broke and we most definitely will not be eating three meals a day. We probably won't even have meet once a week."

"Don't be so cruel," Kim mumbled. "We barely ate anything yesterday."

"It is great practice," Shego smirked. "And I am a cruel person, but you chose to come with me."

"Oh, stop it," Kim playfully hit Shego's forearm. "I am just hungry. I did not mean it."

"Whatever you say, Princess," Shego said.

Kim was not impressed with the…she didn't even know what to call it. The place smelled of must, mold, and alcohol. The food she ordered was mediocre, but she forced it down because Shego reminded her that this was probably the only place they'd stop for food for the day. They'd have to make do with the little food Shego packed in order to make it through the day. Kim was just thankful they wouldn't have to walk again since Duff Killigan was taking them the whole way to Atlanta. Shego estimated it would take another day and a half to get there as long as the weather continued to be in their favor.

After forcing down the barely edible food, Kim followed Shego (she had been doing that a lot lately) to the wagon where the Scotsman waited for them. He was sitting with the reigns in his hands. Kim was, yet again, forced to climb in the back of the wagon while Shego sat up front with the man in the kilt. She felt it wasn't fair, but she was smart enough not to voice her opinion on the matter. Shego knew what she was doing while Kim was just coming along for the ride.

Kim couldn't help but wonder how Shego was intelligent beyond the arts, the etiquette, the fashion they were supposed to learn. How did Shego learn all of this? It couldn't have just come from books, could it? Surely there was someone in her life who taught her these things before she was able to plan and set off on her journey.

She was surprised when they stopped for lunch. Did they stop yesterday? Kim must have slept through it. Shego told her to hurry up with their things and come out to eat. After she climbed out of the wagon with the two bags without Shego's help this time, Duff went into his wagon and retrieved some water and two large bowls for the horses. The raven haired girl grabbed her bag from Kim and rummaged through it, pulling out a canteen of water and a bag of dried peaches. Kim wondered if these were the peaches from her trees as she silently ate them.

"What's it like sitting up front?" Kim asked stupidly. She knew the answer. She had ridden up front with her father before.

"Passive aggressive does not suit you, Kimmie," Shego rolled her eyes. "Try again."

"Why am I shoved in the back like an animal while you get to sit up front?" Kim glared.

"Much better," Shego paused. "Well, if you know where we are going, you can make sure Duff is taking us the right way, and I will take a break. Sitting up front with the sun beating down on you is terrible," she explained. Kim rolled her eyes; she was being dramatic on purpose. The sun wasn't really directly on Shego since there was a tarp over the driver's area.

"If it is that bad, why don't you sit in the back with me? I am sure Mister Duff does not need any help with directions considering he was already on his way to Atlanta when we met him," Kim replied coyly.

"If you haven't noticed, Kimmie, we are hitching a ride from someone we never met in our entire lives. This is why you need me around. You're just too trusting."

Kim frowned. Shego smirked and walked back towards the wagon, and Kim had to follow her or else she'd get left behind. But then she deemed her thought ridiculous because Shego would never leave her behind! Maybe that was her being too trusting? No, Kim decided as she climbed back into the wagon, she knew Shego. They were best friends. There wasn't any reason for Shego to be untrustworthy. After all, she willingly took Kim with her and she didn't have to do that. Kim was determined, though, to learn as much as she could so she didn't trust that someone she just met would always do the right thing.

It wasn't completely dark inside the wagon; sunlight would come through the cracks and the back of it. Bored, Kim reached into her bag and took out the journal her grandmother on her father's side had written in. She had grabbed it from her father's home and felt the journal belonged with her, not with him. It was a selfish thought, but it wasn't like he ever really cared for it. She originally found it stuffed in the back of the bookshelf behind other books. Was there something her father was ashamed of? Did the journal hold secrets that would shame the family? Kim didn't know, but she was going to find out. The language it was written in wasn't English nor was it French. She did not really know Gaelic well; however, she knew a few words and could tell that it wasn't that, either. What language could this be? The alphabet was not at all present, or at least the alphabet Kim was aware of.

Atlanta had a library, that Kim knew for sure. The only thing was she didn't know how to go about it. There were books, but how many books would Kim have to go through in order to learn this new language and decipher it? There was one entry in English, the very first page, and it didn't give anything away about the contents of the journal. Despite not knowing what anything said, Kim thumbed through it and admired her grandmother's handwriting. She had gone west with her uncle and cousin. Kim hadn't heard from her, either.

There were secrets in there and Kim was eager to figure them out. She figured she'd have all the time in the world when she got to the city. After all, Shego said they would stay somewhere for free, so she didn't think money would be an issue.

Kim put the journal back since there wasn't anything she could read in there. The day before, Kim slept the entire trip. Now, Kim had to figure out how to occupy her time because she wasn't tired at all. She stretched out her legs, which felt stiff from all the walking she did the previous day. Kim wished Shego was back there with her so she'd have someone to talk to, or move the barrels so she could talk to Shego through a gap in the tarp that covered the wagon.

Nothing notable happened. Kim was bored and hungry. She didn't dare eat any of Shego's food without permission.

The wagon eventually stopped and Kim couldn't wait to hop out of it and just not sit anymore. She grabbed the bags and hopped out before Shego got back there to help her. The sun was setting, indicating it was probably somewhere close to dinner time. Kim's stomach growled at the thought. Kim walked over to the front and watched Shego gracefully hop down from her perch without any help from Duff who learned Shego didn't need any help whatsoever. Kim appreciated this because he didn't try to help out either of them other than to give the two travelers a ride to the city he was traveling to anyway.

Duff unhooked the horses and led them to the stables where they'd be fed and comfortable for the night. Shego took a bag from Kim and slung it over her shoulder. "There's a place to eat," she gestured with a movement of her head to the right across the dirt road.

The two girls entered the establishment that was in better condition than the last place they ate at. Much better. The waitress was nice and pointed out ham was on the menu for the night. Kim beamed and looked at Shego excitedly, who allowed her to order ham and potatoes. Shego, on the other hand, didn't order anything nearly as good. Her meal had no meat in it. Kim frowned and questioned why Shego didn't order any of the fresh ham that was advertised. All Shego did was scoff and say, "Meat isn't cheap, Kimmie, and it's not like we are swimming in money at the moment."

"Well, then, how much do we have?" Kim asked and took a bite of her ham.

"I will worry about that. We are only tight on money for now. Once we start working in Atlanta, we will not have to worry."

"Work?" Kim's eyebrows shot up. "Surely we do not have to do that. We are staying at someone's place for free."

Shego cackled and stole some meat off of Kim's plate. "Oh, Princess, just because we have free housing does not by any means indicate that we do not need money." Shego took a bite, chewed with her mouth closed, and swallowed. "Don't worry. I will be doing the working. You make yourself useful around the house." Kim slowly nodded and hated that she had been so dense. Obviously food and everything else cost money! How could she have assumed otherwise? "Ah, to be fourteen again," Shego mocked.

Kim silently ate the rest of her meal so she wouldn't make a fool of herself.

Nothing notable occurred for the rest of their trip. They stayed in another inn, but better conditions. Kim wasn't horrified when she woke up in the morning and didn't cringe when her feet touched the floor. Same as the days before, Kim was put in the back of the wagon. When the sun died down at night, though, they didn't stop. Duff wanted to get to Atlanta before morning. He did allow the horses to rest for an hour, so Kim and Shego ate the little food that was left in the bags.

After hours of sitting in a pitch black wagon, it came to a halt. Kim tiredly crawled out and handed the bags to Shego before hopping out. Kim looked in awe when she saw the night lamps out, illuminating the roads.

They did it. Kim and Shego made it to Atlanta.

They made it! Any predictions?

Thanks again for all of your support :D