Not often I re-read a review, but I kept reading yours, AndyH. I really enjoyed it.

Chills down Gaz's spine... Well that is Zim after all.

Dib actually found himself a pretty decent friend in, Jennifer. At first he thought of her as some shallow egotistical girl in school who didn't give him the time of day, but it turned out she had a much bigger heart than he can imagine. She also had a pretty sharp brain included as she took a few advanced classes. Some along with him, and she was always good company to hang around with. So many guys kept asking her out, but she kept turning them down saying she would rather focus on her studies. He thought it was at least commendable.

What he thought was pretty cool about her was when she wanted to explore a haunted abandoned mill in the outskirts of town. She said it might be worth a look since you never knew. She was always a good companion there. She never talked. She didn't scream when a sudden noise happened. Once she was touched, and he saw the fabric of her shirt being pulled, her reaction was wide-eyed excitement as she pointed her meter to it, and pull out her recorder to see if she can catch its voice.

On one late night, in an abandoned mansion, they were heading outside to go home when he started thinking about things. He still wondered where his sister was. He hoped she was well. He hoped his own dad regretted what he did. When he fell into those thoughts, his feet would drag more before he looked up at his companion. She had golden brown hair that still seemed to be full of light in this dark place. He noticed the sparkle in her green eyes and the bounce in her steps. He had to admit, it was nice to have someone like her around to make him forget just for a little bit.

When they both got into his car, she turned around to place a hand on his arm. "Hey, you want to see a movie tomorrow? It is one of those old monster movie marathon deals. Well just at least two movies at the Forbes. Want to come?"

She always seemed excited about everything. "Sure, I'll come."

"Great! It starts at 8. I'll meet you there after my shift is done. You can eat beforehand. I'll grab something at the restaurant."

He smiled at her giddiness as he pulled the car onto the driveway to head back home.

The next evening, he met her at the theater where she came up to him almost making his throat dry. While he seen her wear skirts before, this one had a nice slit up the right side in a red shade, while wearing a button up blouse. "You look great, Jen." He really needed something to drink for his parched throat.

"Thanks, Dib. Come on in. I already have the tickets." Taking him by the elbow, she escorted him in.

Stopping by the refreshment stand, he bought them a couple of drinks before she selected some seats in the back. Never before, she wanted to sit in the back, but he shrugged feeling that it was her choice as he sat next to her with a full view of her leg. Great, he had to look at that for two movies as he took a sip of his drink.

"It's fine to watch movies on television, but I wanted to see it on the big screen. Perhaps our eyes won't feel so weird after." She whispered as she leaned close brushing herself against him.

Dib was interested in her, but his moral compass always shifted to, 'What if?' What if this crashed and burned and he was out a good friend? What if? What if she was just being a true blue friend with only that on her agenda? Dib just remained a gentleman as he watched the movie and smiled whenever she made a paranormal observation. He enjoyed when she did that. He actually enjoyed hearing her talk, quite frankly.

Feeling her arm snake around his own, with her leaning against him, she whispered how she should of brought her sweater at least. When he offered his own, she denied it as she placed her head against his shoulder. Now he felt like he was coming apart at the seams.

"I think you are the best guy I have ever known, Dib." She softly said in his ear before she followed it up with a kiss at his neck.

Pulse racing, he slowly turned his head to examine her to find her looking expectantly at him with a small smile. She never did that before. Moving his right hand seemingly on its own accord, he touched her face lightly kissing her. It was a pleasant kiss for one second and it was like they had the whole place to themselves the next as they embraced. He felt hypnotized forgetting everyone around even to the point of feeling her hand on his crouch area. He would never of done this before, but he felt so hard up over so long of holding back that he honestly desired this release to the point of slipping her hand where the slit of her skirt was making her adjust herself so he can have better access. Reaching his desired area, she pulled her head back showing him her slender neck. He was surprised that no one seemed to take notice, well if they did no one seemed to care as he pulled her back into a kiss.

"Dib, want to get out of here?" She whispered into his ear.

He knew he nodded stupidly, but moving his trench over his some what hardened area, they both ran out of there to head to his car. Agreeing that his place was closer, he literally sped his way home. Now he really knew he was hard up especially when they almost were removing one another's clothing before he reached his front door to open it.

Pausing before he reached his bedroom, he gave her an earnest look. "Jen, do you really want to do this? I mean, I want you, but I don't want to destroy our friendship."

Smiling at him, she kissed him. "Jeez Dib. I want this. Fuck, I have been wanting this for some time now. All I ever do is brag about you. I never done that before. Kiss me and kiss me now."

He loved how she demanded that of him as he complied placing her on his bed.

Much later in the night while she slept, Dib was still awake staring at the darkened ceiling. Will his life ever feel complete? He had a feeling he might have one component that will make him happy within it. Could it be, Jen? He had no clue. He had a feeling that if his mom was still around that Gaz would still be also around. None of that stuff would of happened to her and she wouldn't be gone like she was now a ghost. His dad would be like he once was before instead of what he is now.

While Gaz may of been cold for the most part, she did have some good in her. Good she tried to keep hidden, but he spotted it. If he was feeling like this with her still around, she would of had some insight that would make him think. She was quiet, but she did observe. Quiet people did have the deepest wells in them.

Feeling, Jen's arm around his stomach, she snuggled up on his chest. "Why are you still up? Something wrong?"

Kissing her forehead, he replied. "Just thinking of the past, that's all."

"Dib, your sister will come back."

Dib did tell her about his sister, but he didn't fully get into it. He kept hoping she was right, but there hasn't been any word from Zim for a while now.

"It was really shitty how they treated her when she came back. They were all fucking jerks." She mumbled out.

"Yeah, they are."

His sister wasn't a saint, but she didn't deserve to be treated like she was a prostitute or a science experiment.

Thought Dib could use a little loving. ;)