If you don't know by chapter 11 that I do not own Invader Zim, then you have massive problems. I don't have too much to say here but that I finally have time to type this up after working so much on it. But anyway, enough of this A/N, on with the fic!

"So, you are Seamus?" Dib asked. This was not quite Dib's idea of the perfect rebel leader. He had imagined a stalkier kind of guy who was a little bit more fit than Seamus was. Dib had imagined maybe a cop, firefighter or even a former member of the military like a Marine or someone who was in the special forces like a Green Beret or something like that. Green Berets were trained to do similar stuff, after all. But Seamus looked like he was in tech support at an electronics store or a web designer. Inf act he looked like sunlight would make him burst into flame and like acne medicine companies would love him for how much he would have to spend.

"Yes I am!" Seamus said. "I know your story Dib and I know Christie well, but I am sure you want to know more about me."

"Yeah, that would be nice." Dib said as he sat down on an old chair that had lost a few of the dowels in the curve of the back.

"Okay. You know all too well that this shit began nearly five years ago. You know it was subtle at first, but in the election of 2008, Earth was fully taken over." Seamus said as if he was a fantastic story teller telling Dib some epic legend.

"Yes I do. I was unfortunately there for all of that after all!" Dib said slightly irritated.

"Of course. Christie told me about your affair working with General Zim." Seamus said while Dib cast a mad glance at Christie. "It's okay, I don't judge and I really don't care. She also said you were with him before the Invasion as well." Christie just shrugged and Dib sighed.

"Yeah. But what did you do before all of this?" Dib said trying to get back to the original subject, motioning to the headquarters made from discarded items in an abandoned warehouse with a dumpster door.

"I know I don't look like I could be a rebel leader, but these kinds of things and times have ways of bringing it out in people, even the most unlikely of people. I was a huge fan of what was called, 'dystopic movies', zombie movies and ones where rebels overthrow the government. Farenhight 451 man... loved that... too bad I can't find any copies... Han Solo type guys ruled in my mind..." Seamus reminisced with a smile. Dib coughed and motioned with his hand for Seamus to get back to the subject he wanted to know about. "But anyway, I never thought I could or would really have to use that stuff for real, but I still always took care to make sure to remember what they did in those books. Somehow, I felt that it would be needed one day. Who would have known I would have been right?!" Seamus said. Dib knew he would have to toe the line with him. He wasn't sure of what Seamus could do. If he was like Christie, they may have led normal lives before the Invasion, but had to learn quick things they wouldn't have had to do normally. "For the first few years after Irk Invaded, they had me working on censoring the internet and television broadcasts. Get history out of the picture so the people of Earth wouldn't have any idea of what happened before and to keep them numb with stupid TV."

"How did they know to go to you and why did you do it?" Dib asked.

"Well, I had no choice and I was too scared at the time!" Seamus said. "But I had my own web design business." He said as he pulled out an asthma inhaler and took a breath. " I couldn't stand working in offices of other companies. And I couldn't set my own comforts and work when and where and how I wanted to. When the Invasion happened, two Irken soldiers came to my door and just shut my laptop in the middle of my Call of Duty online MMORPG and took me to a newly built office building and gave me a broad list of unacceptable information that was on the internet. They still wanted Social Networking to keep the humans sedated but they kept a strict hold on it. I was to go through EVERY. SINGLE. WEBSITE. HUMANS. HAD. And hack them to edit them. I will give the Irkens this much credit, their technology is impressive and made the job easy. They saw how good I was doing and made me proofread the type on the teleprompter for the news broadcasts. And it was rough. They saw me as a nerd! Can you imagine the idea!" Seamus said as if the very idea was repugnant. But Dib could see how Irk got the idea.

"Ummmm..." Dib said trying to find something to say.

"Yeah! It's just awful!" Christie said. She nudged Dib to show she did agree with him but that it was not a good idea to contradict Seamus on something that offended him so greatly.

"Yeah and they just made me work long and hard and subjected me to horrible acts. The bullies I faced in school would call them horrible. I would have soldiers hold their lazer guns on me on a slight burn for hours at a time while I did my work." He then lifted up a corner of his shirt to show a scar left from one of those torments.

"How long was the gun there for?!" Dib asked in amazement.

"Hours." Seamus said simply. "They would shoot me and shoot at my feet to make me dance for their amusement while I was supposed to be working. And that is in addition to the normal human bullying torture they picked up. As time went on, my assignments got more and more restrictive. And when it got to the history, I couldn't make it sense. The Irkens didn't want to get rid of Earth History, but they were censoring so much. I said it couldn't be done in a way that didn't leave questions for Irk that could be satisfied and said I was not going to do it any more and they beat me and tortured me within an inch of my life. They then threw me in prison and starved me."

"That's horrible!" Dib said. He knew this was going on but it didn't quite feel real until he heard it from Seamus there. Zim never told him what became of the prisoners because he wanted to protect him. But as a scientist, the test subjects came from there. Derek was in prison and selected for him to test the sound wave gun. Seamus was lucky that torture and starvation was the worst he saw.

"And that is when Seamus met me. He escaped when they came to take his cell mate to the morgue." Christie said when she got up and hugged Seamus. Memories of his torture and time in prison was making him tear up and cry. Dib could understand. Christie was a definite PTSD victim who was violent but still had heart. She was never tortured but just lost everyone she loved and lived in fear risking her life to survive.

"He had been dead a week and was starting to smell. BAD!" Seamus said wiping his eyes at Christie's hug, the memory of the stench still making vomit rise in his mouth. "I got out and then found Christie outside a McMeaties'. She gave me an old pack of fries and a hamburger to eat to help get me back on my feet. This was about two years ago. She had been living off the streets for a few months then and tried to lead a few rebellions with the remaining members of her family's group, but they wouldn't do anything. She took me in to this abandoned warehouse she was raising the rebellions in and nursed me back to health. It was rough using old expired medicines and first aid books only."

"You see, after my parent's execution and my brother's then-" She glared at Dib as he put is face in his palms, the reminder of his crime never going away. "-disappearance or capture, depending on what you wanted to call it, the group fell apart." Christie explained.

"And we formed Gaia Defense Army." Seamus said. "Recruiting is hard and we don't really know what we are doing half of the time, but it is better than nothing. By saying nothing, you accept it."

"I'll be back soon." Dib said as he walked over to Christie and pulled her aside to another room. Once he was certain Seamus wasn't going to hear them, he whispered to her, "Is THIS the best you could come up with?!"

"Yes!" Christie yelled in a whisper. "There is no other groups nearby that will help or even have more than a few members! Many won't have anything to do with me after they heard about Zim arresting me in the club! Things get around fast in the underground! Not to mention my name is bad enough and they wouldn't trust you in a million years!"

"Fine. Fine." Dib sighed. She does have a point... he thought as he got up.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about!?" Seamus yelled. "You always called Dib a fag, Christie! Is that just an insult or what?"

Dib cast Christie an angry glance she shrugged at as she turned to Seamus, "No, he's not trying to touch me inappropriately! You should watch it though. Dib is really, for real, not into girls!" Christie said.

"Oh, so it is not an insult. Fine." Seamus said.

"What was the main thing you had trouble with?" Christie said trying to get to the mission at hand. She knew that Seamus had a crush on her, but after her time at the club, she wasn't into romance at all. Men repulsed her and she didn't care for women romantically either.

Seamus looked at Christie and Dib. She had told him that she had ties with a human scientist working for the Irkens who wanted to rebel. This one, even though she made like she hated them, Christie seemed to like in some weird way. She had a hard time showing any emotion other than anger these days and love and care was something that always seemed to make her sick. Seamus didn't know that Dib was ordered to kill Derek and she hated him for that, but she seemed like she knew and cared a little bit about Dib. But something had to make Dib want to rebel. While most of the human scientists were observed by Irken generals or other high ranking military members, they had a relatively good life when compared to the rest of humanity. None of them even hinted at being disgruntled, at least when Seamus worked as a programmer and censor, he couldn't see that.

"Megadoomers. When Voot Cruisers aren't doing patrols, they are." Seamus said.

"And you aren't all as flexible as me." Christie said as she stood on her hands.

"I know!" Seamus said angered. His husky physique prevented him from many things Christie could do, and that was before his asthma kicked in.

"You have to be to be a pole dancer." Christie said nonchalantly. As the numbness she felt when Derek was killed set in, she didn't care about hiding what she had to do anymore, no matter how vile it was. Dib looked at her aghast. So THAT was what she did at the club when Zim arrested her at. Dib didn't bother questioning Zim on why he was there; he had simply assumed that his men wanted to, so Zim had to go. It was part of the never question it, just go with it attitude that they had to act like that pushed Dib's resolve. Zim never thought anything of seedy bars like the one Christie had to work at. He normally would be disgusted at them but his men always said that Zim looked like he disdained the whole human race when they were there. Hiding everything he was so they wouldn't be caught. Just like Dib was. Only Zim was better at it. No wonder their love didn't feel the same anymore. Those who would sacrifice freedom for security didn't deserve it. Here Christie lost all her family and even risked the worst to live. Seamus at least lived in discomfort and was trying to do something even though he nearly died.

"I'm sorry for all of this." Dib said as he hugged Christie. "I never asked, I just thought it was...something else."

"Well, you're making this right." Christie said. "Now, back to the Mechadoomers."

"Yeah, what is it?" Seamus said, pressing Dib thinking his affection was not brotherly but had deeper intent.

"Your Irken filth boyfriend said it right in front of me!" Christie said.

"Wait! Christie told me you were just gay!" Seamus said moving slowly to the old shotgun, thinking Dib had double-crossed them. Christie saw what he was doing and moved closer to him to stop anything bad from happening.

"Zim hates it too!" Dib yelled. Seamus paused to hear him out and avoid Christie's infamous rage.

"General Zim?" Seamus asked. "You're the one who lives with HIM?"

"Hear me out, okay?" Dib pleaded.

"I'm listening..." Seamus said holding onto the gun tighter. Christie just glared at the standoff.

"Zim and I were in a relationship long before the Invasion. His leaders left him alone for so long and told him to pretty much fuck off. But they found stuff in his research they could use and he had to play along. My father then got me the job and the Irkens would overlook my homosexuality...my flaw as they called it, if I served them well. Zim kept up the charade so the Tallest wouldn't think anything of it. Only one stipulation on my job. If I screwed up, not only would I be killed , but so would my father, who disowned me earlier and then acted like he cared, and my sister as well."

"What happened to her?" Seamus asked.

"She's in the hybridization projects. Beyond that, I don't know. My dad bought the 'helping humanity' tripe they told him." Dib said.

"Your sister is what you need to think about." Seamus said. "Your dad, think of him as an enemy. If he gets killed in this, so fucking what?"

Dib punched Seamus in the gut, causing him to drop the unloaded shotgun. Sure, he did have a point about his father to be considered one of the enemy, but Seamus was starting to press every one of Dib's buttons. He had trusted Christie's judgment of him and that he would be a good ally to rebellion but so far that hasn't been the best idea. All Seamus did in Dib's eyes was insult him and get jealous of Christie. Seamus recovered and ran at Dib who sidestepped him. He then turned and ran at Dib again when Christie got in between them. She held onto Seamus and pushed him back into a pile of garbage.

"LOOK!" She yelled at Seamus. "His dad is a dick and we all know it, but he still fucking cares about him! His sister is captive in the hybridization projects! He was with Zim BEFORE the Irkens Invaded! No way would he want to have to give it all up for the Irkens! Dib's here because he misses his family and wants to love Zim like he did before all this shit began! Get real!" Christie laid Seamus down and smacked him on the face and sat on his stomach while she held down his arms. "Not all of us have done things completely pure for the rebellion! I could have picked up my parent's mantle sooner! Dib could have said no! You could have too Seamus! Did you forget you did censor the Internet for them!" Seamus looked away. "You just broke away before Dib did. So what? I hate that son of a bitch too, but fuck it. Nobody won a rebellion by doing everything perfect and clean and honest in it. George Washington served the British before the Revolutionary War. Many Patriot Soldiers were Turncoats from the British Army. You can't hold the past against them!" Christie got up and looked at him. "Nobody won a war by dying for their cause. They did by making the other son of a bitch die for his."

"George S. Patton." Dib said.

"Yeah. I paid attention to history. Amazing how many books the Irkens just threw out. Living in dumpsters, you learn stuff." Christie said with a death glare at Seamus.

"Fine. But if your father tries to attack, he's a goner. Deal?"

"Fine. Deal. " Dib said. "And take out the battery of a Mechadoomer, and they can't function without it. They do have an extension cord but it is very short."

"Okay, that's something to know. Oh and so you know, the reasons Voot Cruisers haven't found us is I lined the hideout with those silver emergency blankets. Can't detect body heat that way." Seamus said. "Now, I know you and Zim took care of Christie even though she told me Zim hates her guts. She'll tell you when to come back."

"How'd you know that?" Dib asked.

"Christie told me about what happened to her. Now she didn't mention you and General Zim fucking but she did say you lived under him." Seamus explained. "But do we have an understanding?"

"Yes." Dib said offering out his hand.

Seamus took it and shook it. With this, Christie led Dib out the dumpster door and back to their house, using a different route than when they came in. Dib took a sigh as they got closer back to Zim's house. He was doing the right thing, he knew that. But there was still great risk. He hadn't seen Gaz in years, just knew where she was. Maybe if it all went well, he could free her. What got him was that to a degree, Seamus was right about his father, Professor Membrane. Sure, he was his dad, but that man disowned him before the Invasion and acted like nothing happened afterwards. They got to the door and Dib opened it and Christie headed back to her room. Dib headed back to the bedroom where Zim was laying waiting for him.

"How'd it go?" Zim asked.

"As well as it could. We have allies and they know about the Mechadoomers. It's a start." Dib sighed as he took off his clothes and laid next to Zim.

"Better than nothing." Zim said as he held Dib close and kissed him. "I love you too much to have to treat you like shit."

"Me too" Dib said as he kissed Zim, letting his tongue wrap around his in the manner he loved.

So how was that? Good? Bad? Long? Dialogue-heavy? Let me know in a review! I know this wasn't actiony, but hey, they can't all be and you need to know more about Seamus. I don't have too much to say here, so remember to read,( well you just did) and to review! Ciao for now,

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