The Wayward Son Chapter 1, an invader zim fanfic

YAY!! New sequel…But, also the last sequel…

I've gone with a 6 year time jump. (Title might change)

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Invader Zim or any of the songs! I am not claiming that I do!

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The Wayward Son.

Chapter 1: Special Arrangements.

"Please, Zim?!" Ember asked. She was on the verge of tears as she stared at Zim; his back to her.

"I'm sorry, Ember. It's just not possible…" Zim said, and then sighed sadly. He turned to face Ember. Zim walked up to her and pulled her into a hug.

Ember, eventually hugged back. Zim pulled away and they looked each other in the eye. Zim was now, 6'0, exactly; Ember was at 5'6. Zim was now almost as tall as the Tallests; something they didn't know about.

Ember looked away from Zim as she wiped a few tears from her cheeks. "Why?" She whispered after a while.

Zim looked down at her, his face filled with remorse. "I already told you, Ember. It's just impossible…even if we tried."

Ember looked up at him. She didn't argue; she knew Zim was right.

Zim looked into her eyes and a small, warm smile appeared on his face. "You're beautiful…you know that right?" He asked in a gentle tone; pulling Ember closer to him.

Ember gave him a small smile. "Yes, I know. You tell me that every day."

It was true. Ember had grown to be a beautiful young woman, and Zim would always reminder her of that. She was now twenty years old.

The smile on Ember's face disappeared as she looked away from Zim. Tears began to build up in her eyes.

"Oh, Ember…" Zim said softly as he pulled her into another hug. "I'm so sorry. I know how much you want children. But…it just can't happen." He pulled away and gently wiped a tear from her cheek.

Ember glanced up at Zim, and then looked back down at the floor.

"My race doesn't reproduce like you humans do." Zim took his hands off of Ember's waist. "Like I told you before, we're born in tubes. Besides, it's a one in a million chance that our offspring would survive. They probably wouldn't live to see their first birthday, and…I don't want to put you through that kind of heartbreak."

Ember took a step back, away from Zim. She nodded slightly and looked up at him. "It's okay…I understand, Zim." She said; forcing a smile.

Zim also gave a forced smile. He took a step towards her, and they shared a quick kiss.

Ember pulled back. "Well…I'm going to go up to the house level. See you later, Zim." She said as she turned and headed for the elevator.

Zim sighed as he looked up at the huge computer monitor. He stared at the foreign letters and numbers on the screen, and realized something. He smiled as he formed an idea in his head. Zim turned to tell Ember to come back…but she was already gone.

He went to work.

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Ember sat on the couch. She stared at the TV; noticing that it was the Angry Monkey Show…again. Gir sat close to the screen, with his tongue sticking out of his mouth. Dragon lay between Ember and Gir; fast asleep.

The radio was on. A new song began.

Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking
When you fall everyone sins
Another day and you've had your fill of sinking
With the life held in your
Hands are shaking cold
These hands are meant to hold
Speak to me

Ember sighed sadly as she leaned back and stared out the window. The sun was shining brightly and various bird chirps could be heard.

Several birds went by the window, including one with a worm in its mouth. The bird with the worm flew into one of the neighbor's trees; Ember observed it.

The bird flew into a nest, obviously bringing food back to its babies.

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
Move along

Ember sighed sadly as she looked away. She stared at the ground; feeling new tears fall down her cheeks.

Gir's eyes stayed glued on the TV. He seemed to get closer to the screen as the show went on; with his tongue still sticking out.

So a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold
Speak to me

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)

When everything is wrong we move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
When everything is wrong, we move along
Along, along, along

Ember wiped away some of the tears. She didn't really know why she wanted children so much. Ember just guessed that it was a common thing with women her age, ones that were dating.

Well, Zim was pretty much her husband by now. Ember knew that Zim wanted to be a father…she could tell. Ember thought Zim would make a great dad.

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through

Ember could see the hurt in Zim's eyes when she first brought up the concept of children. He knew she would be asking that question…and it hurt him to have to tell her. It hurt him to know that he would never be a parent.

That's why Ember had only asked twice. The first, last year, a few days after her 19th birthday. It had just…slipped out the second time.

When all you got to keep is strong
Move along, move along like I know ya do
And even when your hope is gone
Move along, move along just to make it through
Move along

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

Ember heard the hallway door open. She quickly wiped away her remaining tears and tried to look happy.

Zim stepped out and looked down at Ember; trying to hide a smile. He had something in his hand, but Ember didn't notice. He sat down next to her.

(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along
(Go on, go on, go on, go on)
Right back what is wrong
We move along

"Hey." Ember said with a small smile on her face.

Zim didn't say anything. All he did was pull Ember into a tight hug; he clenched the thing in his hand as he brought it up to a small area of bare skin on Ember's side.

Ember was slightly confused, but hugged back. She was completely oblivious to what Zim was doing. Ember pulled back when she felt a sharp poke on her side.

Zim pulled the object out and hid it behind his back as Ember seemed to come out of the shock.

"Ow!" She shrieked as she rubbed the side that was poked. "What the hell was that, Zim?!" She asked as she stared at him.

"What?" Zim asked innocently.

"Never mind…Guess it was just a bug bite or something." Ember said as she continued to rub her side. She stood and walked towards the hallway. "I'm going to go lay for a while…I'm feeling a little sick, all of a sudden."

"Okay…Hope you feel better." Zim said as he watched her walk into the hallway.

A smile appeared on Zim's face as the hallway door shut. He brought out what he had been hiding. A needle; it was empty.

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Okay, before I start getting yelled at. I know that "get a shot and get pregnant" doesn't work. But, I'm 15! I'm not about to have my favorite character be a pervert and….well, I think you get it. This works just fine.

Song: Move Along. By: The All-American Rejects. (Doesn't really fit that well to me…but it was the best song I had to fit the mood).

Next chapter should be up soon :)