Her sanity level was good at one moment then completely lost the next. She cried out to a mother that didn't exist since she was merely a clone. Yes, there were creators of said clones, but not an actual mother. She didn't dare look out the door sometimes since she felt that her own reflection was mocking her. She almost ripped her own pak off at one point, but regained her senses there when she felt that the cartoon character was correct in telling her that she will die if she did that. Licking the floor at one point then spitting the floor out, just to lick it again just in case she was missing out on something made her hit her head against the wall. She thought of Dib at one point. She imagined she cried there. She knew she was wrong. Was he alright? Feeling her body she suddenly wondered if her weirdness got her pregnant. When Professor Membrane looked in on her, she turned her head away in shame. She felt bad at what she did to his son when she knew she wasn't really to blame.

She loved Dib. Is he alright?

The second time he looked in on her he told her he was awake and he will be fine. For a second time, she believed she cried, but she knew that was impossible. Although she offered him a smile at that good news.

Standing side by side, they glanced around as if they were young children. A boy and a girl who liked one another, but didn't know what to do about it, and even though they are at the point they knew now what to do they had a new quandary in front of them. Something that made someone so young just scratch their heads, look around at other things just to avoid the others gaze, look in front of them at the problem before finally facing one another and shrugging with the 'I just don't know what to do with this right now,' phase.

For Zim and Gaz it was after they went through the door to look at a large set up that was maybe described as pimptastic and hoelicious with a huge bed set up right in front of them. For as far as they can see, they saw nothing but innuendo's. Lots of stuff that made them look away from one another as they took in every detail.

Gaz regretted now kicking the knocker. Maybe they should of climbed the damn wall. Already this place and that possession wants one thing only. Gritting her teeth and making a tight fist with her free hand, she stared at the ground.

Endlessly, Zim just kept going through more catalogs of aliens. What the hell is that smell? Shaking his head, he continued his quest for trying to find the alien responsible for all of this. What is that sound now? Looking to her, he saw her agitation, he felt his need to take some clothes off. Shaking his head, he gritted his teeth as well.

Approaching the car, Dai felt a vibration in her purse taking her com out she opened it to find Purple on the line. "Purple, why are you communicating to me? You do not have permission to do so." She noted the background to be where he was incarcerated presently.

"Well of course not, but there is a good reason why I'm talking to you now." Purple said. "Perhaps there is a huge problem being presented here right now, and the problem is that something is happening to the Irken prisoners and some guards."

Dib crowded in to listen in over his mom's shoulder. "What's happening over there, Purple?" Dai asked.

Hearing a scream in the background, Purple grinned his teeth in worry. "They aren't acting like themselves. They act..."

"Possessed?" Dib offered.

"Yeah! Red's eyes actually turned this weird sorta bluish color before trying to um..." Screwing with the collar of his uniform in worry he started to sweat. "He did things... Bad things to some of them... Disgusting things."

"Could you be more elaborate?" Dai asked as they both climbed into the car.

"Actually not in front of your kid. All I can say is that I like girls not boys."

"You just elaborated it." Dib groaned out as he palmed his forehead.

"Right now I think I'm safe, the guards have me separate from them, but I'm afraid. What's happening?" Purple wondered.

"It's happening to a lot of us Irkens, Purple. We are under attack by something. Do you have a clue what race could be doing this?" Dai inquired.

"A mean one." He whined. "A really really mean one." Biting his nails, his eyes went wide before the communication cut off.

Mouth falling sideways a little, she placed the com aside as she started the car up, and headed to the lab. "I hate psychological bullshit."

"Do you feel it is that, mom?"

"Okay with all the state of everything going on. I mean yes the possession sounds paranormal, but some of the rest is designed to screw with your psyche. Don't you agree?" Dai countered.

"I agree, and it will be more focused on Zim since he is the Tallest."

"Correct. Also Gaz since she will be his mate. They will try to knock them off balance some way." Sighing she wished she could of bashed her head against the dashboard, but she needed to drive and think.

Her skin itched and tingled. It wasn't because it was irritated by her lotion or her clothes or Zim. It was the situation. A situation that was making her start to feel like her old self little by little as the minutes wore on. Zim would offer a slight squeeze of the hand in little assurances which she didn't mind since those at least felt nice. She did have a feeling he did know she would want to kick someone upside the head soon if her frustration wasn't tempered soon.

Zim trudged along just feeling the tension and... Really what is that smell? All around him. He spared a small look down at Gaz before shifting his gaze forward. She had a reason for her tension. So did he. In so many ways he did. Before his tension release was the usual things before she fully took over his life, and now to ease some of his tension along with other feelings, he would kiss her. Or hold her, but since being here it felt to be the longest without any of that.

Gaz suddenly stopped with her eyes ablaze as she looked to the ground. Zim studied her before whipping his head around like a maniac to look for the source of the buzzing sound. What is that? Focusing back to her, she was now looking to him with one eyebrow up, and a smirk on her face. "You want to know what that sound is?" He nodded. "Many humans use a certain device to pleasure themselves with and it makes that sound. That is what that is." When he still gave her an odd look, she pointed out to an object below the bed making him make a weird sound. "I doubt you will ever need that with me."

"I hope the hell not." He remarked as he still eyed it as they kept moving along. "How many innuendo's do they wish to put us through? Do they expect us to say, Oh sure why not, Gaz let me take your clothes off and I'll make love to you now?"

"You are sounding like me now. I can't wait to start sounding like you. Let me try." Clears her throat. "I am the ALMIGHTY ZIM you will bow to me. BOW to me, I say." She mocked as she threw up one of her fists as she giggled after. "Hey you know what? That was kinda fun. I mean it was annoying a long time ago from my perspective, but doing it now, it was a bit of a stress relief."

Smiling at her admission, he seriously wanted to wrap her in his arms. Scanning around he knew it wasn't the most desirable place he wanted to do that at, but he leaned down to kiss her making her stop in her tracks. For a second he thought she would object, but to feel her hand against his chest accepting the kiss, he felt it was evident she was wanting this as much as him. Eyes closed, he whispered. "That was the longest I went without a kiss from you."

She had to agree as she opened her eyes up to take in the area around them. "Zim, the tacky decor is gone."

Peering past her they were in a vast empty place which was bright, but still not in a way to make them throw shadows to the ground. Straightening up, he tried to think of the next step.

Itchy skin. Tapping foot. Voice in her head. She wanted to bang her head against the wall to get it out. She wanted to find a tool to do it as well. It was the voice that took over her. The voice that harmed her in the training center. The voice that made her harm Dib. Standing up she started to pace. She needed to get a hold of herself. She had to beat this thing. She had to teach it a lesson.

"Tak!"

Pacing stopped, she stared at the wall to evaluate the voice. It didn't sound like the voice in her head, but she didn't trust anything right now. Something evil was happening to her. Something that did something to her, Dib.

"Tak?"

The voice sounded a bit more pleading this time. Gentle even, but had that persistence to it. Turning around she spotted Dib looking in through the window with his hand pressed against it. Walking quickly to the door, she pressed her own hand where his hand was. She and him knew that even though they can't feel each another physically the gesture was enough for intimacy.

"Dib, is that really you?" She asked cautiously.

"Yes. How are you?" He asked kindly.

She smiled at his concern first for her. He really was an unselfish human. "I keep hearing a voice in my head. It is driving me crazy." Glancing down for a second she looked back up frowning. "How are you? I'm so sorry I hurt you. You know I wouldn't of done that on purpose."

"Tak I know it wasn't you that did that. I knew it as it was happening. Please don't apologize for something that isn't your fault." Dib begged of her. "I'm fine. I'm alive. My mom wants me to help her guide her through her premonition. I seemed to help her."

Hearing the shrill voice speaking to her she stepped back as a precaution. "That's great." She smiled weakly.

"Tak? What is happening?"

"It has such a shrill voice when it talks to me. It wants me to possess you again. Please go and help your parents. Please get this finished with so I can hopefully get back to normal." She pleaded. She hated begging, but she was afraid of hurting him a second time.

"A shrill voice? I was in a crazy ass place where some strange voice kept talking to me. I couldn't see the source of the voice." Dib said. Examining her expression she was truly frightened. It took a lot to rattle her. "Tak I want to say something to you and I want you to listen." The way she was looking around she looked now lost to the world. "Tak respond to me now."

"Y-yes?" She asked hesitantly.

"I belong with you as you belong to me. No one will tear us apart. No one. I am yours, Tak. I am only yours." Dib spoke earnestly as he said each word very clearly making her snap her attention to him.

Her vision seemed to clear some at hearing those words. "I am yours, Dib." She smiled. "Please help your parents but please come back here to talk to me some more about that."

"I will. I promise." The desire to open the door and kiss her was strong, but instead he spoke the same declaration to her before having to leave.

Standing up straighter, Tak looked to where he once was just repeating her declaration over and over. It was strange how something like that made her stronger.

Yes I know the end part was a bit sappy.