It had been ten years since the night Zim crashed on earth and changed Gaz's life forever. The two had moved into the safe house and fixed it up to be actually livable, instead of a dust and dirt farm. They also had gotten married during this time, much to Dib's disgust, and they had a beautiful daughter named Zahara- after her aunt.

Ara- which is what they called her for short -had pale green skin with darker freckles on her cute little eight year old face. She had long dark violet hair with a strange white streak in it, plus her antenna sticking out from it. She had red eyes and red tinted teeth that had a little gap in them. She wore a black dress with dark pink leggings and black flats. To her father, she looked like a mini Gaz.

Gaz was sitting on the porch and watching her husband chase young Zahara around the yard, with Gir just… running repeatedly into a tree. The eight year old girl giggled and screamed as her dad got closer and closer. He then picked her up and tickled her stomach, "I got ya!"

"Ah! Daddy! Stop!", Ara laughed wildly. Zim then lifted her up and sat her on his shoulder, holding her steady. "Whee!", she cheered, holding out her arms like a bird.

The Irken walked over to his wife and said, "I've got a little girl stuck on me, need you to rip her off."

"What!?", their daughter yelped.

"Okay," Gaz shrugged before standing up. Her husband bent down and let her take Ara off his shoulders. She then smiled and said to her daughter, "I'd never let your Daddy hurt you, you know? And he never would."

"Or would I?", Zim said creepily.

"Ep!", Zahara squeaked, gripping onto her mother tightly.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding!", her father laughed. He then kissed his daughter on the forehead and smiled, "I love you."

"I love you too, Daddy," Ara smiled at him.

"What about me? Does Mommy not get any love?", Gaz asked jokingly.

"No, your not as cute as little Z here," her husband smirked.

"Oh, really? I guess I gotta time travel to be cute," she chuckled.

"Yep," he nodded.

"Hehe!", their daughter giggled. "I think your always cute and pretty, Mommy."

"See, at least she thinks I'm cute," the human raised a brow.

"Yeah, yeah, okay, you are cute," the Irken chuckled. "Now come on, this is the one time we can contact Uncle Skoodge, Aunt Tenn, and Aunt Olfa."

"Yay!", Zahara cheered.

Gaz and Zim walked inside their cabin, with their daughter in between them. They hurried into the living room and the captain set up the TV so that they could contact them. Soon, the screen fritz and it showed the two Tallests and the S.I.R. unit.

"Hi!", Tenn waved.

"Hi!", Ara giggled.

"Oh, my God! Your getting so big! How big are you? Like as big as a Kilpo?", Tenn laughed.

"No! A Kilpo is really big, and I'm tiny," Zahara laughed.

"It's so good to see you guy, it's been ages," Skoodge smiled.

"I know," Zim grinned. "I'm really glad we were able to call you today, because little Z was really excited and wanted ti show you something."

"What is it?", Olfa asked.

"This!", Z held up the necklace from Zim's sister. "Daddy said my Aunt Zee Zee had it and that she gave it to him for a girl he loves. He said he gave it Mommy and now Mommy gave it me."

"Wow, that's awesome Ara," Olfa smiled widely.

"Haven't seen that necklace in years," Skoodge said. "You better keep it safe, little girl."

"I will," she promised.

"I'm really sorry, but we've gotta go, we've got a meeting soon," Tenn apologized. "Love you guys."

"Love you!", Ara waved. Zim and Gaz just smiled and waved, so did Skoodge and Olfa then the feed went dead.

Later that night, the couple had put their daughter to bed and they were laying in bed themselves. Zim stared up at the ceiling, his brows furrowed in deep thought. His wife rolled over and gently shook his arm, he turned and faced her.

"Hey, hun, you good?", she asked.

"Fine, just thinking," he replied.

"About what?", she yawned.

"About how lucky I am to have you and Z," he smiled. "My life may have been shit and I hated every second of it, but I wouldn't change a damn thing if it meant I never would have you or our little Angel."

She grinned and scooted closer, holding her husband tight. "Me too, me too," she sighed as she began to fall asleep. "I love you, Twinkletoes."

Zim kissed her forehead and yawned, "I love you too, Little-Gaz."