Zim rang the doorbell to the Membrane's house, chewing on his bottom lip. He was scared that Dib still hated him and that he didn't want to have anything to do with him. He thought that that would destroy him if that were the case.

Two seconds later, Gaz opened the door, her purple hair longer then it was two years ago. She opened one of her eyes to stare at Zim and Miz. "And you are?"
"My name is Zima." he used his old female name. "I'm hear to see Dib. Is he home?" Zim cocked his head.

Miz stared at Zim for a minute, wondering why her mommy wanted to see this human so bad. It confused her.

"He lives on his own now, he IS twenty one." Gaz said, rolling her eyes.

That's right... it'd been three years since Zim had landed on earth so long ago. For Zim, it seemed like it hadn't been that long.

"Can I have his address?" Zim asked nicely, his features looking drained and hopeless. "I really would like to see him."

Gaz looked Zim up and down. "Wait a minute...you're that chick that he was with when he left me stranded in the pouring rain, 'cuz apparently you were 'hurt.'"

Zim's eye twitched. Wow... she really holds a grudge.

"My brother was in love with you, you know." Gaz crossed her arms. "You hurt him pretty bad."

"I know! That's why I came back to apologize!"

"Or are you just needing a place to stay?" Gaz narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

Zim frowned. "Wutt... No. I have my own home." Zim waved it off. "I seriously came to apologize, now please give me his address."

When had he become to weak? He wondered as he waited eagerly for Gaz's answer.

Miz decided to step in. "Mommy still loves Dib. She even talks about him in her sleep!" she said, sounding desperate too.

Zim froze, not knowing that he did that. "Um... Miz, honey, shhh..." he said nervously.

Gaz raised an eyebrow. "Well you didn't love him enough to not get with someone else." she nodded her head towards Miz.

Now Zim narrowed his eyes. "Can I please just have the address?" Zim demanded, not wanting to discus Miz in front of Miz. Not that he'd discus Miz with this...this hyuuumman.

Gaz sighed and picked up a notepad and a pen from a table next to the door. She wrote down Dib's address, tore the paper out, and handed it to Zim. "He usually has some random whore with him, on most Saturday mornings, so I'd be careful if I were you." Gaz warned, not that she cared or anything.

"I'm not afraid of some female." Zim stated before turning and leaving.

"You're welcome!" Gaz shouted at him.

Zim rolled his eyes.

Fifteen minutes later, Zim was standing in front of Dib's new house, which was rather large and overwhelming. Why did he need such a big house? He was ONE person. He couldn't take up THAT much space.

Miz agreed with Zim. "Is he really big? Maybe that why he needs all the space." she suggested.

Zim got a mental image of Dib as a big fat person, and made a face. "I don't think so... It's only been three years. Someone can't get that fat in that amount of time." he said to Miz, walking up to the door, holding Miz's hand instead of holding her, which was becoming difficult as Miz got older.

"Can I ring the bell thingy?" Miz asked excitedly, making Zim chuckled. He nodded and she reached up to ring the bell.

They waited as they heard someone rushing down the stairs, sounding scary almost.

The door opened to a shirtless Dib in black pants. Zim's eyes went wide and he had to stop himself from drooling; Dib had put on weight, but it was all muscle, not a sing once of fat.

"Zim?" Did stared at the alien with large eyes, adjusting his glasses. He was beyond shocked. He had not expected to see the alien again until the earth was enslaved.

"Dib!" Zim said excitedly, eyes filling with tears. It took all his will power to not run over and hug the human man.

"Am I still drunk?" Dib muttered to himself, rubbing his eyes under his glasses.

"Nope! It's really ZIM." Zim put a hand on his hips while Miz hid behind him.

Dib got an angry expression. "What, came back to take over the earth?" he demanded, voice turning mean.

Zim seemed shocked. "N-no... I came back because I was banished here. AND because I hate the irken empire. I hate what has become of it." he tried to explain.

"Am I supposed to invite you back with welcoming arms, ZIM? Because you know what, I don't give a shit! You're still the alien. You're still the person I HATE." Dib yelled, stabbing Zim with his last word.

"Hate's a strong word." Miz mumbled, drawing attention to herself.

"Shhh, Miz." Zim whispered, knowing it'd be bad for both of them if Miz said anything out of line.

Dib froze. "What's that?" he pointed at Miz.

Zim picked Miz up and held her on his hip like he always did, even though the child was much too old for it. "This is Miz. My daughter." Zim said, sighing sadly.

Dib raised an eyebrow, staring at Miz. He felt...connected to her, somehow. But Miz was much too old for him to have ANY connection with her. She was, what, eight?

"You had a daughter when you came down to earth, last time?" Dib demanded, shocked.

Zim shook his head. "No. Miz is only two. She just looks eight in human years. But in Irken years she is only two."

"Who's the unlucky girl that let you crawl up her skirt?" Dib taunted, crossing his muscular arms.

Zim wanted to punch him in the face. Wanted to punch him so bad. He sat Miz down and stepped forward. He reared his fist back and decked Dib in the face while yelling; "YOU, DUMBASS!"

Dib fell back on his but and held his jaw, staring at the pissed off Zim that stood over him. He seemed unchanged by what Zim said. "That's bullshit Zim! You're male, you can't bare children!"

"All irken anatomy is the SAME, asshole!" Zim kicked him in the chest. Payback for when Dib had punched him way back then.

Dib's eyes widened. "Wait... so you're saying... YOU are the one who bore her?" Dib was so confused.

Zim nodded, crouching down to sit on Dib's chest so that he couldn't get up. "And you're the lucky daddy." Zim smiled, hoping that Dib would feel happy that he had a child. "And you better be feeling pretty damn lucky." Zim grabbed a handful of his hair, growling.

Dib looked over at Miz, eyes still wide. Miz was staring at Zim in awe, clearly shocked herself.

Now that he looked at her, Miz looked a little like him. She had his jaw line, and his shape of eyes, his black hair, and then there was that lock that stuck up.

Tears filled his eyes with realization. He had a daughter... a little baby girl. "She's really mine?"

"Ours." Zim corrected, releasing his hair.

Suddenly a blonde woman with big boobs, who was only wearing a silky nightgown, walked down the stairs. "Dib, what's going on?" she asked, leaning on the stair rail, looking pretty uninterested. "Who's that?" she demanded when she saw the girly Zim sitting on Dib's chest.

Dib looked up at the bimbo. "Get out." he ordered her, which made her glare before she rushed upstairs to grab her things.

Zim was slightly upset about that. No one was supposed to touch Dib except for Zim.

Miz stepped forward. "Mommy... Dib is my other parent unit?" she asked, cocking her head.

Zim got off of Dib and stood, picking Miz up. "If he wants to be." he said, glaring down at Dib. "So what is it, Dib? Do you want to be part of Miz's life or are you just going to pretend this never happened?"

Dib stood, his body a little shaky. "Zim..." he stared into his eyes, feeling overwhelmed, yet...happy.

He walked over to the alien and took his face in his hands. He leaned down and kissed those green lips, enjoying the feel of them under his own. No one had softer lips then Zim.

Miz clapped with joy. "Daddy!" she said, climbing into Dib's arms when Dib pulled away.

Zim felt tears run down his cheeks. Finally... finally he had Dib back. He felt so happy.

Dib pulled both of the aliens into his arms and hugged them tightly, never wanting to let go.

In the background, the bimbo left, not looking back simply because she didn't care.

Zim leaned up and kissed Dib again and again, not wanting to stop.

Miz watched with a smile on her face, loving the fact that she had a father, and that he was way handsomer then Purple. She also thought she looked more like Dib then Purple – but that was simply because Purple had never been her father. But she'd kinda known...

After Zim filled Dib in on everything that had happened over the course of those three years, Dib finally understood everything. And mainly that he messed up.

"Baby...I'm so sorry." he kissed Zim over and over again, not able to stop apologizing.

"It's okay. Zim is fine." Zim promised, snuggling up close to Dib, who held Miz on his lap as Miz watched cartoons.

Miz was intrigued by the TV, having never seen one before. She stared at it with wide eyes and was complete in-tune to it.

Zim laid his head on Dib's shoulder and watched the TV with Miz, happy that he was able to be back with Dib.

Everything Seemed perfect.

The End