I don't own Invader Zim

I was just toying around with something in my head for a while. I'm going to try to do this through mostly Zim and Dib's eyes.


Rumors were already starting anew about Gaz. Two years she was gone from public school. Pulled out over a secretive reason he refused to tell anyone because honestly he wasn't told. A reason his own father never talked about. As much as he hated it himself, he kept it to himself. He didn't even really see his sister, just only on two Christmas's where she didn't say anything. Not that it wasn't much of a surprise with her not saying a word since she always lived in a word of perpetual silence of her own doing. This time it was different. Before she would glance at him, and he would catch the barest hint of what was underneath her surface. Her actual surface. Now it just seemed dead. Lifeless. The last time he saw her to say his good bye to her, he reached out to touch her, but she turned away. She became more lifeless than the wall itself. It was sad to him.

Their father thought it was best to re-acclimate her back, so she was coming back to school. She will be in the same grade as him since in reality she was an honor student. She honestly didn't need as many classes, but according to him there will be one filler class she will need to be in. That class, Dib had no clue, so he will wait and see.

He drove them early into school, where she headed immediately to the office, and he headed to his locker then to his first class. While walking towards his class all he can hear is whispers about the 'Evil One' returning. They speculated why she was gone. Most were violent speculations, those Dib understood, but the ones he didn't get were the more salacious ones. As if his sister was some sort of harlot. He may never have heart to hearts with her, but he knew she was not the type to do something of the sort with anyone.

He was grateful that the only one who wasn't speculating was, Zim. That was possibly because he wouldn't give a crap about her in the first place. Zim never questioned him like everyone else. Zim never pointed things out to irritate him that had to deal with his sister. In a way, he found it a huge relief there.

Trudging into his first period class, he sat in his customary seat in the first row next to the window as other students slowly sifted in talking about various things until Zita came up to him. Dib knew what she wanted to say to him. Inwardly, Dib sighed, outwardly, Dib greeted her.

"So your sister's back, huh? She isn't going to explode the entire school is she?"

While he hated the question, the look Zita gave him was stupidly innocent as he momentarily focused passed her to see Zim wandering in to take a seat next to the door. "Zita, you know that is a ridiculous question." He pointed out.

"Maybe, but you can't blame us for asking since they found those bombs on her." Zita whispered, but not low enough since even Zim heard her and shook his head as he mumbled something out.

"There were no bombs on her. That was a stupid rumor from stupid kids who are too stupid to think of anything else." Dib hissed out in a very irritated voice as the teacher came in. "If you don't mind I'd like to think instead of sharing a brain with the entire population right now."

Zita's eyes widened at him at hearing that insult, but didn't know exactly what to say at the moment so she went to her seat to stare blankly in front of her.

Dib grumbled as he felt eyes baring a hole in him from behind, but he didn't care since they have been doing that since grade school. Grabbing his book out, he was settling it on his desk when he heard the door open and close, more whispers started happening so he glanced up to see his sister standing there quietly handing the teacher a paper. His sister was dressed pretty down for herself, but still with her dark clothes. She didn't look around at the class like anyone else normally does, she was just here, existing. He noticed right away that his sister didn't care even as she was told to sit behind Zim.

With one curt nod, she did just that after she accepted the extra book, and wandered to the desk. Zim didn't seem to care as he concentrated on whatever he was doing. Really, Dib was grateful there as he saw everyone concentrate still on Gaz. She obviously wanted to remain quiet. She wanted to be left alone more than before. That he felt more clearly.

2nd period, he had the questions again. Dib ignored them. He gritted his teeth in aggravation at them. Too many of the guys were commenting hoping it was her being easy that made her leave because she became even hotter over those past two years. Yes, if Dib had to admit, his sister was very attractive. Her hair was much more fuller and longer. She had... Curves. She was still petite, and didn't care what she ate. Dib felt a headache coming on as he listened to them go on about her. In this class there was no Zim to give him some sort of relief. He can go for some sort of relief from all this crap right now.

3rd period, Dib was surprised to have her there in his class, but as a T.A. This was her free class to either help the teacher or do what she wished just as long as it didn't interrupt others. His sister was always quiet, so he knew that could work out, but Torque took way too much interest in her when the teacher had to be called away to the office for something leaving Gaz to watch the class. He heard his sister grumble there, but since the teacher was a bit like Ms Bitters, and she took an automatic liking of Gaz's attitude, she informed her to do what was in the best interest that doesn't attract any cops. That was the first light he seen from his sister's eyes since he seen her before it disappeared.

"Hey Gaz! Tell us the real reason why you left." Torque called out.

Dib flashed a look of warning at him along with all the others, except Zim. Zim just gave Torque a look of disgust before turning back to his binder to write in it.

"I heard you had sex with a bunch of boys in the bathroom and when the teacher caught you, you had sex with him also." Torque laughed at that. "I wish I knew about that."

Gaz didn't have any type of reaction. She had a book in her hand as she read it. Dib noticed that her hands weren't even tense nor was her mouth. When she was irritated before, there was always that slight warning, but there was none. She looked dead.

"I mean I thought you were cute before, but man you are hot. Wanna go out some time so I can see what's under that skirt?" He suggested ludely.

Standing up, Dib threw a book right in his face. "Don't you ever talk about my sister that way!"

Rubbing his face as he stood up, Torque faced off with him. "She isn't denying it, Dib. Your sister is a slut."

Dib was about to run up to him and punch him when he saw another book hit him right at his chin so hard that it made him knock over the other students chair as he fell over. Staring down at him stunned, he gazed around him to find, Zim stalking up right next to him to grab his book before stalking back to his desk to calmly sit down as if nothing happened. Dib was wide eyed at him as he finally turned to Gaz who was stepping away from the phone from the hook to sit back down. He didn't hear one word from her, but she stared lifelessly in Torque's direction.

At lunch time, he knew Zim was already in the cafeteria so he raced in there to say something to him. Zim was at his table just messing around with something as he looked around occasionally with disgust when he stepped next to him.

"Thanks for what you did in class." Was all Dib said before he ensconced himself to his customary lunch table before Gaz stepped in. He spotted Zim's shrug as he went back to work before he spotted Gaz walking in catching all the looks from everyone as she went to his table to sit down next to him quietly. This is when he spotted Zim look up at her with passing interest before he quickly looked down.

Gaz didn't say a word as she mindlessly ate her yogurt before reading her book. He tried to speak to her, but she didn't grunt at him. What happened to his sister during those two years?