Gaz POV

"Gaz? Gaz? Come on, we have to go see your dad one last time before they take him away." I heard Zim whisper in my ear.

I sat up on the bed, tired but willing to get up to say goodbye to my dad. "Let me get ready." I whispered and headed to the bathroom to take a much needed shower. Unfortunately, the shower was way too quick.

With a sigh I pulled on the clothes that were set for me on the bathroom floor and was relieved to see that it was just casual clothing. Black jeans and a black shirt.

I stepped out of the bathroom to see that Zim was ready and waiting for me to leave.

I nodded and he pulled me to him as we walked out of the room. "Where's Dib?" I asked him.

"He never left the room, he's with your dad Gaz." Zim said.

"I shouldn't have run out like that… I should have stayed and mourned with him." I whispered.

"Yes, you should have. But now it's too late, now you could be there for him. Come on, let's pick up the pace." He said and started to walk faster, his arm still around my waist, making me walk faster with him.

I could hear the shouts of sorry that emitted from the room that my dad was in. I looked at Zim, maybe he knew what was going on.

"That is Dib… He's the one shouting out sorry… this has been going on for a while now." Zim said.

Dib was in so much pain… and I'm not there for him.

I ran to the door and threw it open to see Dib clutching my dad's dead body in his arms. Tears were streaming down his face. "Dad!" he kept murmuring between sobs.

I ran to Dib and pulled him off of the bed, forcing him to let go of dad. "Dib look at me." I kept telling him, but he wouldn't listen, he kept looking away.

I grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me. "Dib, he's gone. Our dad is dead, but we are still here." I murmured and hugged him to me, setting my chin on his shoulder. "Life works in mysterious ways Dib. I'm your sister… I'm here for you." I whispered, patting his back soothingly as he sobbed into my shoulder.

"Gaz, I need his forgiveness. You should have heard the nasty things I said to him. I told him that he wasn't part of the family. That he wasn't there for us. I was such an ass!" he said against my shoulder.

"Dib, when dad came to talk to me, he said that all he needed was your forgiveness… and I think that if you forgave him… he'll forgive you too." I murmured and Dib nodded against my shoulder.

"Gaz? Do you think he's in a better place now?" Dib asked.

I nodded. "I know he is… no one deserves to be locked up." I murmured then I thought about all the other humans that were locked up, I had completely forgotten about them. "Dib?" I murmured.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"I'm going to help you free the humans." I whispered to him, making sure that no one else heard even though there was no one else in the room.

Dib tensed. "What?" he asked, not being able to believe that I would help him in this.

"I'm not going to repeat it Dib, but I will help you out with this. Dib, you're my brother… I'm supposed to support your decisions." I murmured.

"When?" he asked.

"Tomorrow. Today, the whole day is dedicated to dad." I said and stepped away from our hug to sit down next to my father.

I sighed and went to lie down next to the cold body. "I love you dad." I murmured as I snuggled in closer.

Dib went around and snuggled next to the body like I did. "We'll miss you dad." He murmured.

-Page Break-

I could barely see the sun was setting in the horizon as storm clouds set in; a powerful cold wind blew, against us, our thin coats fluttering against it.

The dirt on the ground was a dark, moist ground because of the rain that was hitting it.

The rain was making my hair cling to my face, smearing my mascara and eyeliner making it look like I was crying.

Dib's arm was slung around my shoulder as I watched the casket be slowly lowered in the ground. We had no more tears to spare, so instead we remained quiet.

Zim was standing on the other side of me, holding in umbrella with a tight grip, to provide emotional support if it was needed and guards were stationed behind us, wearing protective clothing and standing underneath all the trees, just in case Dib escaped.

The casket was set and we all grabbed a shovel and started to throw dirt in the hole. I hated e very minute of it, but it gave me some sort of closure.

A few hours later I nodded at the guards and one of them grabbed an old shot gun that they had found when they were capturing the humans and shot it at the sky several times as a sign of respect to my father.

With one last goodbye we boarded the ship again.

With a heavy heart I looked back at the tomb stone. 'Membrane. Not the perfect father, but the best one.' It read… and I smiled a small smile. "Bye dad. I love you." I whispered and entered the ship, running to catch up to Dib