OMG, I feel like a terrible person. I haven't updated in forever! I once again apologize for the teacher thing way back in chapter one. Just pick your own name for her.

Also, the words in italics aren't thoughts. It's either Helen the Friendly Dragon, the Mirror Kim, or The Evilest Cow in All the Land (ECIATL). ;D

Disclaimer: If you honestly believe I own Kickin It, then you have a serious problem with your life.

Jacks pov

I'm still in shock from yesterday. Kim's story is just…wow. Just wow. She's gone through so much. But, she likes me. And I like her too. We officially have a thing going on. I'm kind of ashamed that's what's running through my head right now. Especially because she just told something she's never told anyone else. And even though this place is utterly disgusting, I'm happy I'm here with her. Oh yeah. Did I mention that we're in the sewers? In London? Which is so totally not school, by the way. But Kim said that we have to get the files. Which brings me to something else. Why is this secret place she hid the files in only accessible from the sewers? I actually have a whole bunch of questions right now. But I won't distract Kim. She's leading, and using some language that you don't start using until you go through your midlife crisis. Yikes. How long are these sewers, anyway? We've been walking for an hour, at least. You would have thought this fancy, high tech agency could actually have an elevator? Jerry looks exhausted. I'm stronger then him, though, so I guess it makes sense that he's more tired then I am. Even Kim is breathing hard, though she's not going any slower. Are we ever going to get there? Where is there, anyway? What is in these files to make them so important? I don't know how long Jerry can go before he gets too tired. "Kim, we have to stop and rest." I tell her. She look back, mad, but see's the look on our faces. "Okay, fine. But not for long. We're not safe here. Or really anywhere." She says. "Yo, thanks man."Jerry lies down. "Anytime." I say back. I decide to try and learn a little more about these files while we're resting. "So, what's in these files, anyway?" I ask Kim. "I don't know." She replies. My eyes nearly pop out of my head. "Then why on earth did we travel to a different CONTINENT to get these files out of a freakin sewer?!" Jerry screams. "Well, we don't exactly know whats in these files. But we know that the enemy can not ever get them." Kim tells him. "Well, why don't you just read it?" I ask her. "Because there is a curse on the files. If you read a page, you want to read the rest. If you read the entire file, you will die." Her words echo in the sewer. "There must be a loophole." I say. "There's one in all of my movies that have curses." "Believe me, we've tried. Everyone who tries these loopholes either dies or….is lost in action." Kim says mysteriously. "However, during my desert stay I realized something. They must have a way to read it without anyone…..getting lost in action. Otherwise, they would have been happy to let us test our theories and kill our people." Jerry looks frightened. My expression must have been identical to his, because Kim laughed. And it was a wonderful sound. "You two look like cows hit with shovels. I know from experience." She giggles a bit more. How does being a spy have something too do with hitting a cow with a shovel? "We should go to sleep now." Kim tells us. "Night, guys." We both mutter "Night." back to her, then go to sleep. Or TRY to go to sleep. I can't fall asleep. I kind of wish Kim would kiss me again, but she's already fast asleep. "Jack?" I hear Jerry's voice on my left. "Jerry?" I whisper back to him. "This is totally crazy, right? I'm just dreaming, correct?" He asks me. "It's real, Jerry." But go to sleep. Everything will look better in the morning." I tell him softly. I listen for him answer, just to be meet with a loud snore. Great. Just great. He snores! I'm never going to get to sleep now. But even as I say that to myself, I feel myself drifting off, into dreamland. Kim rolls up against me, still asleep. And I allow myself to think of the possibilities for us. They all seem so bright. Much better then waking up to a torrent of grape juice. Which, of course, was going to happen.

-In Kim's Dream-

Kim's pov

So, I'm in front of a forest. The tree's are lush and green. The soil is a perfect brown, and the sky is as blue as ever. I hate this little perfect world. Actually, it's not perfect. It's like a rose. As perfect as can be on the outside, the thorns are always there. You just need to delve deeper. I close my eyes and think hard about the things that are real. I think about the sewer, and my friends, and the SSI, and Ruby, and all of my memories on earth. When I open my eyes, everything is gloomy and gray, and that's how it was always supposed to be. I look down at myself. I'm wearing a leather jacket and camp pants. I feel like I'm in the army or something. I mean, who dresses like this? I've been here before, almost every night. I started to avoid sleep, but then these dreams stopped. I thought they were gone for good. Why are they back now? I call them prediction dreams. I know what I have to do, and even though I don't want them to, my feet start moving towards the forest. I try to stop but it's no good. It's like they have a mind of their own. I'm getting closer to the forest. Closer, closer. Again and again. I'm running. I desperately try and stop myself but's it's no use. Why bother trying? I give in. I always knew I would. I'm at the forest and I go in.

I immediately get lost. As soon as you step into the forest, you can't see anything but trees. I can't see the sky, or the outside. Just tree's. However, no matter which way I run, I always ended up in the same place. Or maybe I always run the same way. I try to run a different way each time, but it's no use. I think I ran west last time. Or was it east? Whatever. I run north. After a few minutes of running, in which I can't hear anything but the blood rushing in my ears, I get there. Well, not exactly. I get to the first challenge. There are three challenges I must get around. Get around normally means outrunning them while dodging fiery bullets and salamanders. The first challenge is the dragon. This is the easiest. At least, it is for me. I can speak Dragon. The dragon says, "What are you doing here again?" Well, she doesn't exactly say it. It should more like a growl combined with a whining child and the sound of electronics burning. The dragon is really nice to me and treats me like a child. Her name is Helen. "I don't know. It stopped for a while, but now it's back." I tell. "Well, the journey is hard. Rest here." Helen gives her growl-whine-burnt-electronics response. She let's me sit down on her and we talk for a while. Then Helen says "Let's go." I climb onto her back and she flies me to the next challenge. Having a dragon in this forest is really handy sometimes. "Here you go." And she promptly drops me out of the sky. I tumble and flip in the air, then land. Luckily, I landed on my feet. I'm greeted by a giant mirror. "Welcome to your second challenge, your worst nightmare, your best friend, and you!" My reflection says. Well, more like I say. But I'm not actually saying it. But if that's me, then I'm saying it. This is really confusing, so I just get on with the challenge. The challenge is to fight yourself. However, that's impossible, because it's doing whatever I'm doing. Just as an experiment, I wave a stick at me. The other me, (or my reflection) waves the stick exactly as I do. I strike me with the stick. Strangely, a stick comes out of the mirror, and strikes me exactly as I did. I throw down my stick. So does my reflection. I close my eyes, and as I did earlier, I think of home. I think of Jack and Jerry, and the abandoned bakery, and Seaford High, and all the other people and places that were real. When I open my eyes again, the mirror is gone, as well as my reflection. I started walking again. Eventually I walked into this little clearing. Where I see a cow. That's counting its money. What the heck?!

I blink. Maybe I'm just seeing things. Cows don't count money. It's still there. Well, I have to get past my third challenge. I walk up to the cow. "Excuse me, ?" I tentatively tap his shoulder. He turns to face me, and I see is face. It's covered in random pieces of gold and silver, as many as he could get to stay. He was wearing a frown so deep it looked as if his face was carved to be that way. I wondered if his face was like that because of all the pieces of gold weighing it down. "Ummm, do you mind letting me pass? See, I-" I was cut short by a loud roar from the cow. I never knew cows could roar. "I am The Evilest Cow in All the Land. Who are you?" He said in a rumbly voice. He sounded a bit hoarse. Not like, horse, horse, but like his throat was sore, hoarse. You know what I mean? Anyway, I told him, "I'm Kim Crawford. I need to pass you to finish my third challenge." He frowned down at me. He could frown down because he was taller then any cow I've ever seen. He looked to be around 7 feet. Crazy, right? He looked to be in deep thought, even with the frown on his face. "Okay…but to pass me, you must make me laugh or I get to eat you!" At that, he smiled evilly. His smile was kind of weird. It was like a frown and a smile at the same time. "Deal." I tell him. I really have no intention of telling him a joke. I concentrate, then run as fast as I can towards the space behind the cow, the way I need to go. But right after I pass the cow, I hit some kind of wall. I hit squarely on my nose, and it starts bleeding. Grrrrr. "Until you make me laugh, this wall will not move and you can not go on." The evil cow announces. I think fast, which is hard because the blood is ruining my army clothes and giving even more of an impression that I work in the army. Then I smile. I have a plan. " , to come up with a joke so funny that it will make you laugh I need a you to take a very special potion that will make it a bit harder for you." I say. He frowns. Or frowns more. It's hard to say. He seems kind of dumb, so this should work. "It's right here." I rummage through my bag. I close my eyes and think as hard as I can about this specific medicine. I've never used it on an animal, but it should work. Then it appears. Nitrous oxide. Bonus points to anyone who knows what that is. "Now, just take a deep breath, then another." I soothingly whisper to the cow, as I release the fumes from the bottle. He breathes once, then twice. "I feel…silly." He murmurs. Then he hits the ground and starts to giggle. Laughing Gas, also know as nitrous oxide. Used for dentist appointments and getting evil frowny cows to laugh. I cautiously walk forward, remembering my nose. The walls have risen, and I can continue to walk. Yeah! I keep walking. It can't be far now. Then, finally I reach it. The place I hate so much. The fortune teller's caravan.

I step inside. On the outside it looks fun and cheery. On the inside, however, time has taken its toll. The once magnificent banners are ripped and torn, filled with spiderwebs and other nasty creatures. The colors have faded from what were once beautiful reds, oranges, and yellows to dull reds/pinks and whites. I walk to the center and sit down in a chair. In front of me, there is a screen. The screen is blank, but once I sit down, it starts flashing pictures. The pictures go across fast, faster then I can comprehend. I am getting lost in the pictures from long ago when the frenzy stops on one. It's a picture of Jack, Jerry, and me sleeping in the sewers. That's right now! It has bought up to our time. I see another picture, the files and an unearthly glow that lights the room that the files are in. I see my face, filled with fear and a wonder. I hear a terrible scream, then a shout. Finally, I see Jack sitting in a chair, crying. Then he looks up and shouts in fear, and all goes black. I wake up to see Jacks face, covered in purple.

-In Jack's Dream-

Jack's pov

I'm falling. Falling, down and down and down and down. Time and space is meaningless. It's pitch black. Despite where I am, I feel relaxed. I feel that kind of cool confidence. And then I hear a voice. "Calm, huh? Let me give you a little glimpse to shake things up." The voice is deep, and steady. The voice is so familiar! Where do I know that voice from. Anyway, as soon as he's finished talking, the tunnel, I guess, that I'm falling down in starts shaking. It's an intense shaking, and I lose my calm. I start screaming. My vision goes blurry, and I black out. When I come to, I'm no longer in the tunnel of darkness but in a small room. The floor is dirt. I see a grave marker and realize where I am. I must be in the place that has Ruby's grave and the files! Everything goes black again, and then I see a light through the darkness. I run towards the light. It's not really running. It's more like swimming. I reach the light. The light is coming from a window. I swim/run up to the window and look through it. I see Kim, alone in a room, with files in her hands. She's reading it! I try to scream, but nothing comes out. I can't say a word. Her face is filled with wonder. And something else. Maybe a little bit of fear? Then I hear her scream. It's a terrible scream. The scene changes. Now she's in a bed. Asleep. The scene changes one last time. I see my tearstained face. I look up, and shout in fear. What's going on? Then, the screen got black. I wait for another light, but I don't see any. Then the voice comes back. "Did you enjoy your glimpse of the future?" It said in a maddeningly familiar voice. Then his words sink in. That's the future? How far in the future? The voice chuckles, and I have the strangest feeling it can read my mind. "Yes." It said. Creepy much? Who are you?! I think as hard as I can. The voice chuckles. "You may call me…..The Forsaken One." Then I start falling again. I'm falling for a long time, much longer then last time, when finally, I see the ground. And I realize I'm going to hit it. Hard. But right before I hit it, I wake up.

-Jerry's Dream-

(A/N: Jerry's dream isn't really relevant, because it's Jerry's dream, but you can read it anyway. It's sure to get a laugh out of you.)

Jerry's pov

So, I was being haunted by a leprechaun with a stomach sickness. Yikes. I woke up on a normal school day, and I got up and started getting ready. But then, I looked in the mirror, and my hair was green! I screamed. I tried to wash it out, but no luck. Then, the leprechaun laughed and said, "Haha, haha, I win this round." Then, he disappeared. I closed my eyes, then opened them again, just to see if he was still there, and not just me hallucinating. However, when I opened my eyes, I was back in bed! Just like before, I woke up and started getting ready. But this time, when I looked in the mirror, I was green! Then, I felt the wind picking up. I looked left and there was a mini tornado! It swept me up and I blacked out. When I woke up, I was in this weird place! The floor was swirly purple and yellow, and the plants were big and tall. Then I looked at myself and screamed. I was wearing a blue and white checkered dress with white stockings. My hair was normal, but my armpit hair was in braids. There was a basket besides me, and when I open it I saw a mini Jack and a mini Kim! They weren't alive, they were just dolls like you find on top of a wedding cake. Okaaay….awkward. Then, I hear a laughing sound from where the plants are. Wait…..isn't this from the wizard of Oz? I look behind me, and I see two ruby red heels. I put them on and shout, "There's no place like home, there's no place like home, there's no place like home!" While clicking them together. At first, nothing happens. Then, I see another mini tornado coming my way. I jump in it, and everything goes fuzzy. When my eyes work again, I realize I'm at a wedding. Who's wedding? I look around, but I can't see anyone that looks familiar. Then, everyone sits down and I feel a push and a whisper, "That's your cue! Go!" Either the person who pushed is really strong, or there's something strange going on, because that push got me at least 100 yards away from where I was before and right next to the minister. Then a lady starts walking forward. I can't see her face, because it's hidden behind he thick vail, but she's walking right towards me. I look around for the groom but I can't see one. Then it hits me. I'm the groom! The wife walks until she reaches me, then slowly starts taking off her vail. I can almost see her face when I'm hit my a torrent of something cold and sticky. And purple.