Kim didn't expect to have to walk to the house in the city. Atlanta was huge compared to what she was used to. The houses were much smaller than her own, but she appreciated the shops Shego pointed out. Shego explained how they wouldn't be providing themselves with their own food, but they'd have to go shopping for food every once in a while and spend money. Kim knew her father would sometimes buy food, such as spices, however, her father would also trade goods with their neighbors. Shego said that didn't happen here as often. Since it was dark, it was hard to make out other shops, but Shego said there were places where they could buy clothes. They could even try them on for fun without actually buying them! That was something Kim wasn't used to back at home. No, that wasn't her home anymore. She would get to her temporary home soon.

Or so she thought.

Kim groaned in frustration when she saw that Shego had brought them to another inn. "Why can't we just get to the house? Isn't that where we were headed?" Kim asked.

"Be quiet," Shego hissed.

"No, tell me why we are staying here tonight!" Kim demanded, but Shego ignored her.

"Good evening," Shego said to the man behind the counter. He glared at both of them. "We would like a room."

"No rooms left," he said. "Now get out." The way he stared them up and down was scary; he definitely didn't like either of them. Kim thought that was ridiculous since he didn't even know them! She was going to speak her mind, but Shego elbowed her hard in the ribs right as she inhaled.

"We are just travelers and want to get off of the streets," Shego said to him. "We aren't prostitutes." Shego glared at him, not backing down from him as he cracked his knuckles. He was ready to pick a fight if he had to in order to get them out of his inn (which was actually the best one they set foot in). "Let's make a deal. If we are, indeed, prostitutes and a man goes to our room, we will pay you triple. If no man comes in, the stay is free. Deal?"

The man seemed to consider this. "Deal." It didn't take him long to agree because of the amount of money being offered. Kim felt a shiver go up her spine; she was incredibly confused and scared. The man didn't seem to be all too friendly. "If you leave a down payment."

Shego handed him enough for a night. "You're going to make a fool of yourself when the sun rises," Shego smirked. She wrote down fake names for her and Kim in the ledger. The large, burly man handed over the key for room seven. Kim had no choice but to follow her. When they got into the room, Shego locked the door, lit a lamp, and turned toward Kim with a scowl on her face.

"You do not question me when I am keeping you safe," Shego hissed.

"What are you talking about?" Kim asked, folding her arms over her chest after she tossed her bag on the floor.

"If you had any common sense, you would have realized roaming around the streets at night is not a good idea. Didn't you see the type of people that were outside?" Shego asked her. Kim went to respond, but she did not notice anything out of the ordinary. Was Shego just trying to scare her more than she already was? Or had she distracted her so Kim didn't notice? "It's as if you were raised under a rock," Shego grumbled.

"Why did you have to say we weren't prostitutes?" Kim asked quietly. Her arms were folded more over her stomach now, as she sat on the bed.

"Prostitutes tend to be out at this hour," Shego explained.

"So he thought that we…" Kim mumbled. Shego nodded while Kim blushed at the thought of it. "I'm just going to get ready for bed," she decided. The raven haired girl nodded and, as per usual, had no body shame and just changed right out in the open. Kim took the more modest approach and swung the closet door open to cover herself. Once she was changed and used the chamber pot in the closet, she climbed into bed happily and was thankful the bed wasn't as uncomfortable as the last. Not soft by any means, she was glad it wasn't as awful as the first one. She pulled the thin sheets up to her chin and sighed in content; Kim could finally rest.

Shego climbed into the same bed a few minutes later after she brushed her hair and braided it as she tended to do. It kept her hair from being a tangled mess in the morning, she claimed. Back at home, Kim would occasionally tie her hair back, but it had been too much effort for the trip. It was much easier to hop right into bed. Shego turned off the oil lamp before plopping her head onto the pillow. Kim scooched closer to Shego who seemed to produce a fair amount of heat even when the temperature dropped at night. And within minutes, the exhausted teen fell into a deep slumber.

The next morning, Kim got ready quickly when she woke up and saw Shego was ready for the day. She didn't want to be a further burden. While she got ready, Shego went out to grab them some food for breakfast. She returned with some sort of pastry Kim never ate before, but she enjoyed it. Kim didn't dare embarrass herself by asking what it was.

Kim was thankful she put on her bonnet to shield her eyes from the bright sun. Despite the clear skies and brightness, it was starting to get slightly colder out as the seasons were changing. Silently, Kim followed Shego and marveled at the sights as she walked through Atlanta. There were so many people! And friendly people at that. A number of citizens of the city greeted her when she walked by. The friendliness and fullness of this place was something Kim could enjoy. On her family's land, Kim always felt a little bit lonely, especially since she had always been social.

Looking left, looking right, Kim could see all different kinds of shops and buildings. It was much more exciting during the day! There was a clothes store and Kim made a mental note that she would want to go check it out based on her brief peek in the window. Living in the middle of nowhere made it impossible for Kim to go shopping more than a few times per year if she was lucky. "You like it so far?" Shego asked.

"I have been here before, but everything just seems so new and exciting this time," Kim joyfully answered.

"I love cities," Shego revealed. "But New York City is even bigger and you'll love it."

"I am so excited. When will we go up north?" Kim asked.

"Not for a while," Shego mused. "I already mentioned to you that we shouldn't go up north when winter's coming. It would be much too cold for you, especially when we barely have any money. The summer would be best," she explained.

"It will still be fun here in Atlanta," Kim pointed out. Shego only nodded. Kim continued to follow a step behind her. She soaked in the sights as they finally approached a house. Kim watched as Shego pulled a key out of her bag, and she wondered when this key miraculously appeared. Kim shook her head; it was more than likely Shego had it the whole time. Kim mentally scolded herself for being so unobservant and told herself she'd need to really work on that if she were going to be self-sufficient someday. It wouldn't do well to be caught off guard if something bad were to happen.

"If by fun you mean working, then yes, great fun," Shego replied as she opened the door.

Kim ignored her and looked around in awe when they entered the house. It was only a fraction of the size of where she grew up, but this felt more like a home to her. She skipped around to the kitchen where there was a fireplace, wash basin, and countertops. "That's an icebox," Shego pointed out. "Not many people have them." Kim looked at the wooden structure and frowned.

"There isn't any ice!"

"That is because nobody has been living here for a good four months, Kimmie. Ice tends to melt, and I am surprised the moron who owns the place was smart enough to take out the ice before he left," Shego explained.

"Who exactly owns this house?" Kim asked when she noticed there wasn't a single portrait on the wall.

"Man's name is Drew Lipsky," Shego stated. "He primarily lives up north."

"I assume you have met him before."

"Plenty of times," Shego replied, but Kim wasn't that convinced. Even so, it was awfully nice of Mr. Lipsky to allow the two girls to stay at his place for a while. "So, you will be staying in the guest room," Shego said, opening the door to reveal two twin beds. The room was small, but Kim could make do. She only planned on sleeping in here. Kim tossed her bag onto the bed and looked back at Shego. "I'll be in the master bedroom."

"That's fair," Kim nodded.

"You unpack and stay here," Shego said. "I shall be going to find some sort of job they'd hire a woman for."

"Not a prostitute, surely!"

"Oh please," Shego rolled her eyes. "There is absolutely nothing wrong with those women. They do make great money; however, I am going to try to be well respected here."

"Since when do you care about public opinion?" Kim laughed.

"Since we will be stuck here, I would rather not have to deal with the mindless gossip." Kim thought better than to point out Shego that she just admitted that she cared about the gossip that traveled through the plantations. Although Shego had radical views, they did seem to make sense. And she took Kim with her when she wanted to leave. The redhead was grateful for that. Shego turned around, tossed her bags on her bed, and left. She told Kim not to leave the house for the day, to rest.

Kim was tired.

But she was never very good at staying put.

So, after taking a nap, Kim set out into Atlanta on her own.