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Recap: "Because you're-!" Was all I heard from Zim before he suddenly disappeared right in front of me. I was shaking. I slowly removed my shaking hands from my ears and cradled my arms. I lowered my head into them and started to cry.

I really am crazy.

Zim's P.O.V.

I stared down at the pale sleeping face in front of me, sadly. He hasn't moved since the accident and he probably won't for awhile from what the doctor told me. I didn't like that doctor, he was much to cheerful around his patients even patients like Dib.

"Well it seems Dib won't be waking up anytime soon! He received a lot of shock from the hit and if what you say is true he was probably already in a state of shock so the amount of time he'll be like this is indefinite. It's a good thing the driver slowed down we could have lost him!" I cringed at the way he talked about Dib's life as if it didn't have much value, he got enough of that at school. But it was true what the doctor said, he was probably already in a state of shock and it was all my fault. My antenna pushed closer to my hand in a gesture of guilt.

I've been feeling these strange feelings since the friendship between me and Dib had been made. Not just guilt, but trust, companionship, sadness,...love. That's what started all of this. At first I thought it was a feeling most friends shared, this strange feeling of warmth whenever you're around them or the need to feel them close to you, and the way my face would become incredibly hot when our skin came into contact. But after awhile I found that these feelings were one-sided so I had Computer run a diagnostic on my PAK. The results had come up saying I was in love, a human emotion that contains all of the characteristics of what I felt for the Dib-Human.

I had simply wanted to share these feelings with him, I never knew they could have that kind of effect on him. I should have never told him, I should have seen the signs telling me not to, like the way I became nervous, the way my squeedly-spooch was doing flips, and the way my hands became clammy at my sides. But I told him. It was horrible, he was just staring at me like he just figured out I was really an alien and took off running in fear right into the street. I ran after him scared that our friendship would be ruined. I was able to catch up to him, but before I could say a thing there was a loud honk and coming our way was a truck. I felt hands collide with my chest as Dib push me out of the way. I heard a female scream and wheels screech as I went down.

My PAK was met with concrete and I slide on my elbows and hands efficiently scraping them up, but my mind was on Dib. My eyes were blurry and disoriented as I tried to look for him. I could hear feet rush to the scene. There were many gasps before people started screaming.

"OH MY GOODNESS!"

"Someone call the media!...OH and an ambulance!" There was beeping and many people talking on their phones for a camera crew and a few for an ambulance. My vision had finally cleared and I looked for Dib on the street. I saw blood. My Tallest there was a lot of blood! I got up and rushed to the front of the truck, where most of the blood was concentrated, tripping a few times. Dib was lying in a pool of his own blood not far from the truck. He was on his side completely out cold. From what I could tell his clothes and skin had been torn from the side he was laying on. He must have skidded on the street like that after he was hit. Blood was pouring from his forehead and nose, his head was to the side in an uncomfortable position.

I didn't know what to do. All I could do was stand there and watch him lose more and more blood. Nothing could ever compare with how I felt. For once in my entire being I felt useless, completely and utterly useless. Not even when the ambulance came did I look away from Dib, I couldn't. It wasn't until the paramedics took Dib on a stretcher did snap out of it.

"Wait!" I yelled to them. One looked over at me.

"Are you injured?" He asked. When he asked this pain seemed to register in my arms. I looked at them and found that my green blood was slowly dripping from my hands. My gloves looked worn but they didn't rip thanks to the Irken material, but the blood was coming from my elbows and trickling down my arms.

"HEY, this kid is hurt too! Call him another ambulance." The paramedic yelled to the other.

"Um, it is okay, Zim does not need another ambulance and he would much rather ride with the Dib." I said pointing to Dib, painfully moving my arm. I did not want to be separated from Dib and I really did not need my own ambulance. I hopped into the vehicle and tried to stay as close to Dib as I could with the paramedic working on him.

"Is he going to be alright?" Dib had to make, he just had to. I couldn't live with myself if he didn't. The paramedic was trying to stop the blood flow when he answered.

"Your friend should be fine so long as we get him to the hospital in time, he's lost a lot of blood." This didn't make me feel any better, it simply made me curse the human's primitive technology and their slow moving vehicles. When we made it to the hospital I was forced to separate from Dib to be treated elsewhere. After being bandaged I had to wait for Dib to be ready to see. A doctor came out happily which I thought was a good sign, but how wrong was I.

"Well I am sorry to say your friend, Dib, has fallen into a coma." This word was new to me.

"What is this coma and why has the Dib fallen into it, tell Zim now!" I commanded the human.

"Well you see, a coma is a state of unconsciousness where a person cannot be awoken and can last for an indecisive amount of time." Zim does not like the sound of this coma. "Dib seemed to have received this from trauma and blood loss. I would also like to ask you a few questions to understand exactly what happened today." I nodded. "Why exactly did Dib get hit, was he pushed, was he simply crossing the street?" The doctors tone of voice changed to a more serious one. I felt I could trust this human who now seemed to be more professional than I was first led to believe.

I told him everything, not leaving the slightest detail out. He stayed quiet the whole time and let me explain. Once I was done telling him the story his eyes softened and he nodded.

"Okay, I just needed to clarify what happened so I can inform the police and media. You can go see him now if you like as long as you don't try to move him or remove the tubes, brace, and electrodes." He said firmly. He left to the front of the hospital. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. I saw Dib, and I was not pleased. He was connected to tubes which connected to these pouches one was clear and the other red. I am not sure how much more of that color I can take any more. He also had multiple...well things stuck to his body, I assume they are the electrodes the human was speaking of, that led to this annoying beeping machine. My antenna twitched under my wig with each beep. The last thing I noticed was the brace around his neck keeping his head in place.

He looked so fragile there, like one touch could break him. He was like this because of me. Guilt filled my squeedly-spooch. I took the chair next to his bed and held my arms close to me. This was the second time that I wished I possessed the ability to cry like humans. It was apparently a human way of let your feelings out like I had that day Dib sneaked into my home only to find me mess on the couch. I told him all about my banishment, because Dib is the only thing that has ever come close to being a friend to me.

I'm an idiot. I've now lost my one and only friend over these stupid human feelings. I shot up from the seat. No! This is not Zim's fault, it's Dib's! He's the one who had to go run into the street and saved me from the truck. Why did he let himself get hit! It should have been me! My hand became a fist at my side. I should be the one bedridden. Dib's taken to much of this shit his whole life! I brought my fist up. All my frustration seemed to by pointed to Dib, I hated him for risking his life for mine, I hated him for having been the one to discover I was an alien, and I hated him for making me fall in love with him. I couldn't bring my fist down onto Dib's face, instead it became a hand again and I brought it slowly to my own.

I sat back into the chair trying to calm myself. My breath was ragged and I suddenly felt drained. The events of today were finally catching up to me. My antenna perked up at the sound of someone outside of the room coming towards the door. The door opened to revel Dib's sister-unit, Gaz. She had a face of anger until her eyes found Dib. Her eyes widened, she looked completely horrified. I had never seen the Gaz-Monster look so scared before. But once her eyes left Dib and found me they turned to rage again.

"YOU! You did this to him!" She accused pointing her finger to me. She started to advance on me and I put my hands up in defense.

"No! I never wished to hurt the Dib it was an accident!" I tried to reason with her. Her advances stopped and she looked at me skeptically.

"You have about five minutes to explain why my brother is like this before I crush every bone in your body." Her eyes narrowed dangerously. I explained to her everything that had happened as fast as I could. When I was finished she looked surprised.

"You mean you...to Dib?" I nodded slowly my gaze lowered.

"It really is my fault. Because of me Dib is hurt and now he's in this coma-thingy!" The guilt and self-hatred was coming back to me and I let my face fall into my hands. I heard the Gaz's footsteps coming closer to where I sat. I didn't care if she beat the crap out of me, I deserved it. The footsteps stopped abruptly in front of me and I braced myself. But, instead of a fist I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at Gaz who was staring at Dib. Her face was expressionless and her eyes glazed over, but I could see the true amount of worry behind them. She really did care for Dib. She sighed.

"It's not your fault, I have as much of a reason to feel as guilty as you." She looked back to me. "I was never able to be a good sister to Dib, I've always took myself away from other people and reality through playing video games, so much that I hated to come into contact with anyone close to me even Dib." I could tell this was hard for her to admit. "In video games I always did things right, I wasn't Professor Membrane's unsociable daughter or the crazy kid's sister, I was Gaz and that's all I ever wanted to be. But, it was more than just an escape it was an obsession." She paused a moment then let out the smallest of smile, but still a smile. "But I guess it's not unusual for people in my family to have some kind of obsession."

"Zim still thinks he is most at fault. If Zim hadn't told Dib how I felt none of this would have happened. And now he hates me!" Gaz shook her head.

"No, you were right to have told him, it's not good to keep those kind of feelings bottled up. I just think your timing was wrong."

"Timing?" I questioned. She gave a nod.

"Well, you two had just become friends and while you may have been okay with it, doesn't mean Dib would be as accepting. He would always talk about how weird it is that you two didn't fight as much and that he wasn't sure if he could just accept things the way they were developing." I looked at her curiously. "What? I can pick up things even while playing, especially from Dib. He has a very loud voice." I looked at Dib feeling a bit weird talking about him when he was right here, but nodded in agreement.

"Do you think he hates me?" Gaz looked at me like I had grown two heads.

"You really think he would risk his life for you if he hated you?" She asked incredulously.

"You didn't see the look on his face when I told him." I said shivering at the memory. "He looked at me like I was a wild animal about to attack him!" I lifted my legs up and buried my face in them.

"You're overreacting." The Gaz said simply. I lifted my head up to give her an unimpressed look. She giggled. Gaz, Dib's scary sister-unit, GIGGLED! And at me! The Amazing ZIM! I shot her a glare. "You'll see once he wakes up everything will be fine." But how long will that be?

TBC

It seem harder to write in Zim's P.O.V., but I like a challenge! I would also like to thank those of you who've given me those positive reviews it makes me feel like making more chapters!