Gaz knew how her mother talked and walked. She just needed those tapes to anything more she didn't know about. Gaz spent a week in her room on Zim's base to think to herself, even though she allowed, Zim inside so they can talk and for him to wrap her up in his arms so she can sleep. She did have nightmares. Recurring nightmares of that day. Added now with her mother's words knowing about that day. She knew her mom wanted to beat that premonition, but it didn't happen.
"You'll know when I'm ready to proceed with the plan, when I come down there to see you." She told him, a day after they came back from her home.
Running his hand through her hair. She noticed how he often just stared at her hair for a long time as he did that, it was oddly comforting to her to see that. "That sounds fine to me." He spoke, finally focusing on her face with a smile.
"I thought you couldn't wait to make me Irken though." She teased.
"The image is of your mother." Kissing her gently on the lips, he whispered. "Seriously, Gaz, you are already part Irken, so there is nothing to change."
There was many private moments during that week. Enough that made her blush. But nothing that would make her father think that she is giving something up easily for Zim. She would wait there. Although, since she gave into her feelings of him, she was finding it so hard not to, but she was strong.
One late night, Zim came in with a smile. "I received some news. They are almost done with the weapons that will help the humans in putting a stop to us." Sitting down beside her, he wrapped her up in a hug. "It is quite good, Tak came in when she did to help aid your father and brother."
"Saying they couldn't do this on their own?" She teased.
"Oh I know they could, but I think they had a little fear in the matter. Probably in hurting your feelings in the process." Kissing the top of her head, he boldly reached his hand under legs and lifted her on his lap.
"Zim..." Cut off in her objections by a deep long kiss from him, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders to kiss him back. Of course she didn't object to him leaning her back into her bed. With her laying on her back, and him laying to his side kissing her, she felt a claw teasingly run up her bare leg. She flinched at first, then relaxed when he continued to run his claw up the side of her body, and lay against her waist. Hearing him moan inside her mouth, she moved to her side to feel him completely against her.
Zim wanted to experiment with something. If she wanted to punch him, she was allowed to. For some reason, he allowed that of her. Moving his hand down to her waist band, he decided to move a single claw between the band and the skin. There was no flinching from her this time, so he placed another claw in with still no more objections. Instead, she moaned. One day he couldn't wait to make her his mate fully. Each day he thought about it, he would become excited and actually a little nervous. He didn't want anyone taking her away from him.
"Sir?" Computers voice chimed in. "Sir?"
Groaning out, "Not now." As he continued kissing his, Gaz.
"I'm sorry, but this is important."
Unhappily pulling away from her with the hugest regret, he stared at her. "How important can this be?"
"Skoodge has been injured sir."
Both of them sitting right up, Zim raised Tenn on the mobile communications. "Tenn? Where is Skoodge at this present time?"
"He is one of the slave detention area's. This is where it happened. Somehow one of the slaves found a weapon to use. It was the same slave that shot at all of us, and you captured personally." She replied.
"Why didn't you transport him to Infirmary?"
"Well, he keeps insisting he is fine, but sir, he isn't. He is being stubborn."
"All right, I will be right there. Thank you, Tenn." Cutting off his comm, he gave Gaz a gentle kiss on the cheek. "I'll be back as soon as I can."
"That's fine. I hope he's fine." Reaching for him to kiss him on his lips, she whispered. "Be careful."
"I will, my love." Standing up fully, he blinked out of there.
Arriving in the detention center, he was not only greeted by his soldiers, but a massive amounts of shouts happening from the humans cheering on that one of their own hurt one of them. Scanning around him quickly, he asked where Skoodge was, and was immediately escorted into a private area.
"Almighty Ta..."
"Skoodge, lay back down." Zim ordered. Seeing him being worked on furiously by a field medic, he saw that with him getting up to greet him, he must of torn something since he was re-oozing blood out of a bandage. The medic was cursing at him in their native language, and by the looks of it, he has been cursing at him for some time.
"How bad is he?" Zim addressed the medic. Skoodge was about to answer, but he cut him off with a hand gesture.
"I don't know how the slave managed it, but as I was told it was a medal object that looked like a blade which he lashed at him. He'll live, possibly if he stops fidgeting, but he did get some veins that I had a horrible time trying to stem off without a proper medical facility. Stop that!" Slamming Skoodge's hands down, Zim saw he tore at another vein.
Approaching Skoodge he looked down upon him. He hoped in him doing this that he would listen to reason. He needed someone he trusted by his side and a dead soldier wouldn't help him. "Skoodge, as a order you are to go with him and get treated right away. You will be back before you know it, but right now you need to listen and cooperate. I need you alive and a dead you doesn't suit our needs."
Looking obviously tired from blood loss, but wanting to voice his concerns, he relented, and nodded his head.
"Excellent. Now I will deal with this little ugly menace." Thanking the doctor for his help, he turned around, issued an order to make sure, Skoodge makes it to the facility. Knowing where they put Iggins, he walked to the Interrogation room, he was greeted by a salivating Iggins trying to gnaw at his cuffs, but being unsuccessful at it since they were electrified. Closing the door, he stood by the door with his arms and legs crossed slightly amazed by this scene. Each time he gnawed, he get shocked, salivate some more, but keep doing it. It was for the most part... Weird.
"In all my life, I have never seen anyone try to get out of those cuffs in that fashion before." Zim commented.
Stopping in mid chew, Iggins fixed him with a one eye crazy stare. "When I get out of these, Zim, you will be dead like your ugly friend." Continues gnawing.
Eyebrow ridge raised up and mouth opened up wide at his 'delusions,' Zim continued to watch as Iggins started sounding like a rabid dog. "Do we feed you enough? I know we do, because I don't need anyone dying on me."
Making one loud, 'HA' sound at that, he started to hit the cuffs against the table. "Yeah I know you don't want starving slaves, so yeah you feed us." Going back to gnawing at his cuffs, he kept fixing Zim with a stare while he twitched on. "Where's Gaz? You spare her because you two's are friends?"
As much as this was fascinating to him, he couldn't take the twitching and salivating any longer he pressed a button to activate a strap in the chair to come out and keep his back firmly pressed against the chair. His hands were already firmly in place with those cuffs, so there was no chance of him harming himself any longer. "Gaz is not your concern, Iggins. Don't worry your ugly head about that."
Groaning and moaning against his restraints, he stopped when he called him ugly. "Yeah, Gaz never liked me."
"How did you get the weapon, Iggins?" Zim asked calmly.
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
Rolling his eyes. "Well, yes, that was the point of the question." He had to remain calm.
"I kissed her you know. It was a sneak kiss. I ran up to her while she was walking out of school grounds, she turned around at the sound, and I kissed her. She was so mad at me that she beat me up, but it was worth it." He mentioned as he smiled at the memory.
Not taking the bait, and knowing that he did do this since Gaz did mention this a few years back, Zim smiled. "There are times when Irken soldiers want to take liberties with slaves. I have heard how some of my male soldiers have been talking about you in particular."
Looking up in shock, Iggins went slack jawed. "What?"
"I never have personally since I wasn't taught in this fashion, but the ones who have I hear know plenty of ways of..."
"I found something glinting in the showers and when I went to look I found it to be lose and so I stowed it away on me until one of you scums came close to me!" Iggins cried out.
"Excellent. Now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Zim asked laughing.
"Why Zim? Why are you doing this to us?" Iggins asked out of crazy curiosity.
"It was what I was bred for." Walking to the door he went to open it, and stopped when Iggins started laughing like a hyena.
"She scared me after we shortly met. I thought she was going to kill me. I saw something crazy from her, but after being transfered to her school and watching her. Kissing her. Feeling her up."
Zim granted him a neutral look back.
"She tell you about that? She has small ones, but they are perfect."
Turning himself back to stride over to this ugly human, he appeared calm, but in one swift quick movement he grabbed a large tuft of hair from the top and put his head roughly back. Iggins now was crying in pain, and staring at him in sheer terror. Sneering, Zim said. "Oh yes she did, I know she already paid you back for that as well." Now saying with more menace. "Unlike you, Iggins, I will never force a female to do something against their will. I may have taken over your planet, Earth boy, but there is no way I will force a girl to do something like that against their will. You get me?" Hearing a faint vocal, 'Yes' from him, he released his head. "Even if you maintain control back of your planet and you do that to her or to any other girl, I promise you, I will find you and make you pay."
Going back to his cool exterior, he exited the room, and issued an order to check out the showers for any more things that can be used as weapons. He observed as they did all this. No way no more of his own will get hurt.
Arriving back at base, he smiled when he was greeted down in front of his monitor, by Gaz. Both hugging, she asked how Skoodge was doing.
"He is stubborn, and he may not survive the medic if he keeps moving around." He replied with some humor.
"I like this medic already."
Taking a load off in his chair, he smiled at her. "So is this all you are down here for? To see about Skoodge?"
Smiling, she shook her head. "That is part of the reason, but you know what I said to you before... Let us proceed to the next step in the plan."
