A/N: Written for FemFeb this year. I'm not sure how I feel about following up the last chapter with this one, but it's cute and I like it, so *shrug*
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Between America's portals and Kate's finances, they could pop into whatever hotel or bed and breakfast they want when the road stretches beyond what they can stand without breaking. It's something they're both happy to take advantage of on the trip.
Still, there's something to be said for just pulling off the road, through grass and gravel, and spreading a blanket over the hood of the car. It's said in the whispers of America's fingers in Kate's hair, between the lines of pointing out constellations.
This is why they're here and neither of them would want to be anywhere else.
