(A/N: invadergirl152 here is your chapter 13! Don't worry, it won't be the last one!)

Gaz POV

"Why didn't you tell me that this was a marriage?" I yelled at him once we were in 'Our' new room.

"What's a marriage?" he asked confused as he ran out all the aliens that were 'preparing' the room.

"A marriage is something I wanted to do with someone that loves me! Not with someone that is grateful for me saving them!" I yelled at him.

"Oh, you are talking about the connection. I thought you knew." He told me pulling me into a hug.

I pushed him away. "Well, apparently I didn't." I huffed.

"Well, you are very lucky that the almighty Zim, ruler of earth, has chosen you to be his, how do you call it, wife?" he said with a smile and pulled me into another hug.

"Zim, I'm not going to let you anywhere near me tonight." I growled at him.

He pulled away at arms-length, grabbing onto my shoulders, a disappointed look on his face. "But it's our honey-moon." He said, a pout on his face.

I rolled my eyes and let my fingers trail along his scar that was on his forehead remembering the night I saved him. "It's not going to happen Zim. Look, I have a family to save… I want to save the sappy stuff for later. Zim… I'm not saying no… I'm saying not now."

He seemed content with that answer. "Not now." He repeated and embraced me, this time I let him.

"Zim… I need to see my family." I told him.

"You could see them tomorrow, you need to sleep." He whispered and carried me bridal style to the bed.

That's when I realized how tired I really was, being held hostage and then being married could be real tiring.

Zim set me down on the bed, tucking me in; the bed was the most comfortable thing I would ever sleep on.

"If you don't need Zim anymore, I'll take my leave, you don't need me right now." Zim said, turning to leave.

I grabbed his wrist, stopping him. "Zim?"

He turned. "What do you need, Gaz?"

"Could you sleep with me Zim?" I asked him.

He looked at me for a good minute before giving me a small smile. "Of course Gaz." He whispered and jumped in the bed beside me, getting under the covers.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to him, his breath blowing against my neck making me shiver.

"Goodnight Zim." I whispered to him.

"Goodnight Gaz." He whispered, nuzzling my neck.

Normally I would have pushed me away, but it seemed to comfort me, and soon enough I feel asleep.

Zim POV

I knew what a marriage was before Gaz told me. It was the same thing as a connection.

Gaz didn't know it, but I knew what I was getting her into, and I relied heavily on her blindness of the subject for her to agree. I'm glad she didn't know; I'm rather fond of the thought of her being my wife.

The problem was what I was going to do with her so called 'brother'. I have to be careful with that human. I could turn my back for a second and he'd pull out a gun and shoot me.

I sighed and breathed in Gaz's scent, it relaxed me. That father of hers isn't much of a problem, but he tends to neglect most things and that is a problem for Gaz.

I'm gonna have to have a talk with him, I hated seeing my Gaz hurt… that sounds nice… Mine, and only mine.

I know that she'll have a problem with my possessiveness, but she'll just have to deal with it.

I hated the way Tallest Red and Purple looked at her, as if she was a piece of meat. She's more than that, she's special, she's my wife, from now until eternity, no matter what.

(A/N: Sorry it's short, the end may be confusing, but I had to get Zim's POV in there somehow! Don't forget to review!)