Ever since our last argument, I didn't even want to spit in Zim's direction, so I took my chair and moved it next to Skoodge's chair so that I would be able to see all the stars as we moved through space.

I felt my eye lids grow heavy, and I yawned. I slapped myself lightly on the cheeks to keep myself awake.

"Gaz just go to sleep." Zim said from behind me.

I turned back to look at him. "Zim, ever since I was little I wanted to fly past all the stars, I'm not going to miss this." I told him rubbing my eyes and yawning.

"You could see them again later Gaz. You have to look your best when you meet the tallest. I don't think your best means that you should have bags under your eyes." He stated.

"Fine, I'll go to sleep." I mumbled as my eye lids started close.

"Gaz. You do know that we set up a room for you right?" Zim asked with a chuckle.

I shrugged but didn't move from my seat.

I heard Zim sigh but I chose to ignore it as I started to drift off.

"Master? What are you doing?" I heard Skoodge ask.

"Nothing, you just drive the ship." I heard Zim respond.

I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't open, they were too heavy. Soon enough I started to snore.

Author's P.O.V.

Zim looked down at Gaz. "Why did she have to be so stubborn… So rude… So… unlike her mother?" he said to himself as he picked her up carrying her bridal style.

"Excuse me sir?" Skoodge said putting the ship on auto pilot to turn in his seat and look at his master.

"What do you want Skoodge?" Zim asked turning to look at him.

"Maybe you should give her a break; it takes guts to do what she is doing." Skoodge said shyly, trying his best to not tick his master off.

"Why do you care?" Zim asked, Skoodge hasn't requested anything like that in… well ever.

"Well because she appreciates me. She actually said thank you to me! No one does that!" Skoodge said a huge smile spread across his face.

"Don't be so stupid Skoodge, these humans will tear limb from limb the minute they can." Zim responded remembering how foolish he was to believe he actually had a chance with… no, he wouldn't think of it.

"With all due respect master… not all humans are the same. In the right circumstances they could actually be nice." Skoodge said bravely.

"Did I give you permission to express your opinion Skoodge?" Zim growled his grip on Gaz tightening in anger.

"Sorry sir." Skoodge murmured turning back in his seat and turning off the auto pilot.

Gaz started to shiver. "No… no, back away…" she whispered her voice quivering.

Zim looked down at her in wonder. "What are you dreaming about?" he asked but he knew he wasn't going to get an answer. He turned to look back at Skoodge. "I'm going to take her to bed. I'll be right back, we'll talk about this then." he said and turned around walking to the back of the ship.

"You're drunk… please… no hitting." Gaz whimpered clutching at Zim's shirt.

Zim was beyond confused, but he pushed that aside and pushed one of the various buttons labeled 'Guest's Room.'

The back of the ship expanded and a door appeared in front of Zim. Getting a good grip on Gaz he went to open the door.

As he walked inside Gaz started to struggle against him. "Get away!" she exclaimed pushing against his chest.

Surprised, Zim dropped her. He watched her drag herself to a corner of the room and curl herself into a ball, her hands going up to her face to protect it from… whatever it was that was attacking her.

"Put the beer bottle down." She whimpered, if Zim didn't know any better he would have thought that she was awake and talking to him.

Out of nowhere her head snapped forward and there was a scream of agony that filled the room and then everything went silent.

Gaz fell to her side, one of her hands going to cover the back of her head.

Zim stood there shocked. "Did that really just happen?" he asked himself as he walked over to where Gaz was sprawled out and kneeled in front of her.

"It's not my fault dad. They took her, she didn't leave." She whimpered.

That's when it struck him… what just happened wasn't a dream… it actually happened, it was a memory.

Zim reached over and moved Gaz's hand. He moved some strands of hair and jumped back. He got this horrible feeling in his squidly-spooch when he saw the nasty scar.

"What has your father put you through?" he questioned as he tried to regain his composure.

Zim shook off the feeling of 'de ja vu' and bent down again to pick Gaz up.

"Please put that broken bottle down." She whimpered.

Zim set her down on the bed and rushed to get out of the room when another agony filled scream filled it again.

Zim turned back to see Gaz clutching at her stomach, actual tears were streaming down her cheeks as she twisted and turned on the bed.

Pressing his back to the door, Zim watched the scene before him unfold; terror filled him as he watched Gaz scream out in pain again and again.

Every time that she screamed out he flinched and turned the other way only to turn back and watch her suffer.

He found that he too, had tears streaming down his face. He hastily wiped them away and turned back to look at Gaz.

He fell to his knees as he clutched at his own stomach.

He was getting all sorts of flashbacks, every single one of the scars that he had on his body was a reminder to him that he should know his place in the family. He should only talk when spoken too, he will not walk ahead of his older sister, he shall not eat before everyone was done eating, and he can't be in the same room as his father without good reason.

He struggled to breathe as he hit the ground repeatedly with his fist. He did all those things, he respected all of their rules and yet he got punished, it wasn't fair! That should not have happened! If only his mother had survived, she would have defended her only son; she would have loved and nurtured him.

"But she didn't survive." He whispered to himself as Gaz's screams finally died down.

"It wasn't my fault daddy. Not mine…" She whimpered softly as she finally managed to calm down… as her nightmares slowly started to disappear into the night.