Just keep waiting for the Prof. Membrane part. It will get there.

AndyH - Thanks for your review too. Somehow your review just reminded me of Office Space where they made a mistake and ended up with a lot more money they bargained for. I'm sure Computer would do a better job, hopefully than the I.T guys in that movie.

Zim found himself in California after the computer caught a female matching Gaz's description in the part of town on one of those street camera's. It wasn't the clearest shot in the world, and she was wearing a hoodie to try to obscure herself, but Zim had to take a chance as he got into his Voot to head out there. She'd be 21 now. He wasn't giving up on her even as he noticed how Professor Membrane expanded his lab more to the point he almost took up two city blocks. Zim found himself thinking that he wanted to take over this world.

In California, Zim decided to stay in a hotel instead of building a base. He disguised his Voot like a regular Earth vehicle, and decided to look more human by choosing a disguise of an adult in his 20's, who was clean cut in the face, and wore casual clothing as he went out to venture around the area the camera picked her up at. The area wasn't really busy as some of the other sections on this boulevard since it didn't have a lot to entice every one. Although he did spot a few eating places, a convenience store, and a small looking bar. He would think she would gravitate to a book store, but if she did, she would do it at a less busy time, so onward he went up and down the street looking in places, and coming up empty. In the end, he was stressed, and decided to do something he took up on. He went inside the bar.

He was hit automatically with classic music, which really wasn't too loud, and entering further in he was glad it wasn't packed at least. There were some patrons here and there in the booths. A few hunched over their drinks at the far end of the bar. There was an unused pool table in the back. It actually looked clean in there as he walked up to the counter to order a drink of a man almost as tall as him. Zim reached 6'9" now, while the bartender was a few inches smaller. But while he was tall, the bartender was pretty friendly as he got his drink fast enough, Zim paid, and chose a table in the middle to reflect.

As Zim sipped his drink slowly, a small woman passed him to the side from the back, to head to the bar. She was wearing black skinny jeans, studded boots, and a hoodie with a skull in the back of it. He observed how the bartender greeted her and seemed to have been joking with her even as she raised her hand up to indicate something that was possibly a size. As Zim took another slow drag of his drink, the woman placed her hoodie down to flick out her long purple hair with a very visible green streak near the front. Zim found himself hoping she would turn her head around.

"Heya Macy! Been forever. Where ya been?" Called the drunk at the end of the bar.

The veil of purple hair shook, as the bartender answered instead. "Lou, your drunk out of your mind again. She was here the day before yesterday fixing my damn computer."

Taking a long swig of his drink, the drunk rolled up his eyes before he slammed the glass on the bar. "Oh yeah! My dumb."

"Lou, when are you going to lay up on those whiskeys?"

That was her voice, Zim was positive of it. He begged that she turn her head now. Come on drunk say something more to her.

"When they stop tasting so damn good, Macy." He chortled as something fell to the ground and rolled half way up to her.

Groaning, she got up from her chair, lending Zim a full view of her face, as she walked over to grab what was on the floor to give back to the drunk. "Lou, it is time for you to grab a cab home."

"I think your right, Mace. You an angel."

Turning around, Zim heard her clearly say she wasn't as she walked back to where she was. Seeing her waiting drink, she started taking sips from it. After all this time, he found her. He found his Gaz.

The bartender came over to her and dropped off a basket of something steaming in front of her. "Your favorite appetizer for free as a thanks for fixing my computer."

"It was no problem." She calmly said grabbing a mozzarella stick to place it in her mouth.

"Why don't you ever smile, my dear? I swear I love having you in here. To me, you are a delight, but why don't you ever smile?"

Taking a sip of her drink, she looked pained. "It is just a psychological condition, that's all. Prevents me from smiling. I get to look like a stone cold bitch all the time."

"But you aren't. At least not to me."

"Thank you, Sam. Now let me eat and drink before I head home." Running her hand through her hair, she frowned as she kept drinking and eating.

Zim decided to make his move then, as he got up and went to sit near her. Taking a sip of his liquid courage, he said loud enough for only her to hear. "Hello Gaz. It has been a long time."

"Who the hell are you talking to?" She asked glaring at him.

"I know who you are. You ran away from home when you were 17. I like the green streak in your hair."

Narrowing her eyes, she looked determined to now ignore him.

"It's me, Zim."

Getting up, she said. "I need to use the restroom." Rushing past him, she went to the back area where she originally came from before.

Hearing the drunk chuckling, he said. "Mace ditched you Romeo."

Growling, he went to the back and found a back door there where he quickly ran through. He had no clue where she was, so he lost his disguise to activate his jet pak to find her from the sky. He won't lose her a second time.

Scanning the ground all around him, he noticed her skull hoodie, once again pulled up over her hair, as she walked fast up a hill till she reached a two story house. Watching her unlock the door, she entered inside. Zim found her home as he landed nearby to quietly go to it. Seeing the lights to the second floor go on, he climbed up a tree to peer in to watch her pace around in open agitation before opening the sliding door on the balcony to lean out and get some air before turning back into the house with her back facing the door.

Using his spider legs, he extended himself to reach the balcony, and step on it as he went to the door. "Please Gaz I didn't mean to scare you."

Gaz turned closing her mouth with her hands as tears started to escape. "Was that really you in the bar?"

"Yes."

"Don't do that again." She clutched her heart. "Zim you have to leave."

"No."

"Please leave. I want to hug you because it is good to see you, but it will alert them. Please leave, Zim."

Hitting a hidden button, he gently took her hand. "No." He said again gently as he led her outside and to the waiting Voot. "Get in."

"Zim, no."

"I'm taking you into outer space, far enough where I'm sure they can't detect you." Seeing her hesitation, he lifted her up, and forced her inside. "Not taking no for an answer, my demoness." That seemed to calm her as he quickly took off up in the air.

He had to take them out of their solar system in order to be able to have the alone time required. Gaz was on the ground nervously waiting until he stopped in order to get up from his seat. They both examined one another before she quickly raised herself up from the ground to hug him. She started to cry and told him how often she had to move.

"Whenever I start to feel relaxed and maybe a little happy, there they come, and I have to leave again. It has been a nightmare out here. I was finally able to speak to people my own age after six months, but I get these pain signals each time I talk about something from my past. Mostly those two years." She explained before she turned her teary eyes to him. "I'm sorry I left. I'm so sorry."

"Gaz, I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at them for doing this to you." Kissing her forehead, nose, and mouth, he added. "Don't apologize for that again.

"Zim, that night was special. So special that I got pregnant." Biting her lip, she buried herself in his chest. "I was actually happy to know I was pregnant, but when they came that time I barely escaped that time, and with the stress and stuff. I lost our baby, Zim."

Gritting his teeth, he hissed. "You didn't lose it. It wasn't your fault. It was theirs." Looking into her eyes, he said. "Gaz, we have to fight against them. I know it is a lot of pain, but you know you have your brother and myself on your side. We want you back. I want you back. I want to have you as my mate."

"Zim, I feel so weak." She spoke in gasping breaths.

"With us beside you, you shouldn't. Gaz, you are the strongest female I know. Certainly the only female I have ever wanted to be with."

Pushing away from him, she shook her head. "That isn't me anymore." When she seen he took a step forward, she took a step back. "Zim, no." Bowing her head down, he saw a tear fall to the floor.

"I'll keep you safe." He promised.

"You can't because if they find me then look at you. Zim, I won't let anything happen to you."

Taking a deep breath, he closed the distance between them. "Zim isn't afraid. Zim isn't letting you go." She opened her mouth to speak, he knew she was going to protest again so he stopped her the only way he knew how. He kissed her. "Can't you see that I'm not letting you go, Gaz?"

Her expression was mostly unreadable, but she had intention with her hands as she lifted his shirt up tossing it off him as she went to kiss the nearest thing she can reach, which was his chest while she busied herself in undoing his pants. Tilting his head back, feeling euphoric waves wash over him at once, he melted feeling her touches and soft kisses on his body. Making a sound, he never quite remembered hearing before, he picked her up to walk her over to the chair. Casually reclining it back, he laid her down on it as he kissed those lovely lips of hers. He knew he took her clothes off in a way that almost resembled a blur. He just wanted to feel her soft skin against his own. He wanted to also soak in how beautiful she looked on his seat with her hair all around her, and that green strand just teasing above her breasts. Lifting that strand up, he took a good look at it before he placed it back in its original location when her voice called him up to her face.

"I wanted some part of you with me, that's why I dyed that part of my hair green."

Zim kissed her again deeply as he held her. He loved how his, Gaz softly ran her hands along him. First touching before embracing. He loved how she responded to his every kiss. To his every touch. He couldn't wait to be joined with her, so very slowly he placed himself inside. Zim loved that tiny smile she gave him before she parted her lips to let out a satisfied sound.

He whispered into her ear, "I'm all yours, my demoness."