Ch 10: until the day I die...

Disclaimer: IZ RULES! Oh wait, I'm supposed to say that I don't own IZ, right? Plz don't hurt me scary ninja lawyers...

Dib lay on his bed, deep into thought. He had just discovered that Brandy, his girlfriend, was the Fallen Angel. The one who was behind all of the hideous murders. The vigilante cops hate, victims of the people she killed adored, and was everything sexual predators feared. Dib sighed. "Why didn't she tell me? Even though she did explain how she got to be a...whatever it was she was, I guess a winged humanoid or something anyway she still didn't tell me why she didn't tell me her secret from the get-go." 'Do you remember your enthusiasm to catch the Fallen Angel the second after you heard of her existence?' an voice in the back of Dib's head said. ' Maybe she was afraid that you would turn her in to the cops...or worse, the Swollen Eyeballs'

"What do I do?" The paranormal investigator asked himself. Just then Gaz walked into the room. "You're really stupid Dib, do you know that?" Dib sat upright "What are you talking about, Gaz?" Dib's violet-haired sister smiled. "Brandy is the only girl I've seen that can stand you and your weird obsessions, Dib. Who cares if she's a murdering angel of the damned? You might not find anyone else, so don't screw up your relationship with her just because she's got one flaw." Dib saw some sense in what his spooky sister had just said. "Gaz..." But Gaz had already marched down the stairs to play her GS2, which she had left downstairs. Dib, too tired to ponder over his dilemma further, fell asleep before he could change into his pajamas.

Back at Brandy's house, she was siting on the couch, still in her winged form, when Gir walked into the room. "Gir...Do you think Dib still loves me, even though I'm a cold and almost heartless murderess?" Gir smiled at the transformed brunette. "Don't worry, Crazy-Lady. Big-Head still loves you, he's just confused at what to do." Trying to veer off topic, Brandy says "Hey, Gir, I've been meaning to tell you; My friends are coming to visit again, so you'll be able to see Jenny again." Gir jumped for joy. "Wahoo! I get to see Red-Head Jenny! She's so purty." Without a doubt, Brandy could see that the defective robot had a crush on her friend. She didn't know how Jenny would react to Gir, but she was looking forward to playing cupid. That is, if Brandy's secret remained just that...

The next day at school, Brandy and Dib didn't talk to each other. Dib still needed time to get over the shock, and Brandy needed time alone. Zim was pleased at the couple's avoidance of each other. "HAHAHA! My plan was a sucsess! Now to plan on how to conquer this spinning ball of dirt..." As Zim boiled over with joy, Dib was cast deep into thought over what to do. "I can't turn Brandy in to the police...or the Swollen Eyeballs. No...I'll pretend to still be interested in capture the Fallen Angel...but what if the Swollen Eyeballs get suspicious...who knows what they'll do then..."

"Dib! pay attention!" the teacher yelled at him. "Yes, Mr. Storm" Dib responded to his 7th period teacher. When the bell rang long after that, Dib raced home to think some more in his room.

Brandy, meanwhile, was talking to her friends who were there at her house(hey, I did say they were visiting.). "So you and Dib are having relationship trouble?" Allison asked her friend. Brandy nodded. "That jerk isn't good enough for you anyway." We all know who said that. "C'mon Brandy, cheer up. He'll come around eventually. In the meantime, why don't you come with us to that club we told you about? You know, the one Gir took us to last year?" Brandy turned to Jennifer. "I'm sorry, Jenny. I can't get my mind off him. It's driving me crazy that he's not around."

"Why do you like him? I mean, look at his head."

"I don't mind guys with big heads. It's just that Dib is unlike any other guy I've met."

"Didn't we have this conversation before?" Allison asks, remembering the island. "Look, all I'm saying is that I think that Dib and Brandy belong together. I don't think anything will separate these two, even a little skirmish here and there." Brandy thought for a moment. 'I don't know... Dib looked pretty upset when he saw me in my other form.'

"I still don't trust him." Heather stated. Jennifer at last spoke up. "Why? Why do you hate Dib so much?"

"I don't know! I just don't like him, that's all."As their conversation wore on, the sun was setting. When Brandy's friends realized what time it was, they decided to head down to the club they mentioned earlier. "Come with us Brandy" Jennifer pleaded. The brunette shook her head. "No, You three go on ahead. I don't feel like dancing anyways." And with that, her friends gave up and left for the club.

Dib found himself lying on his bed again, thinking about not what to do about Brandy, but Brandy herself. He couldn't get her out of his mind, no matter how hard he tried. Just being away from her drove him crazy. Without warning, Dib grabbed his trench coat and approached the door. "Hey Dib, where are you going?" Dib opened his mouth to respond. "You don't have to answer. I know where you're going. Don't know why I bother asking." Dib, a bit annoyed at Gaz wasting his time, opened the door and shot out of the house.

Nearly forty-five minutes later, Dib was knocking at Brandy's door. It was Gir who answered it. "HELLO BIG-HEAD!" The SIR unit exclaimed. Brandy's voice came from the couch. "Come in Dib. I've been expecting you." Dib did exactly as Brandy requested. She was sitting on the couch(obviously), surrounded by lit candles. The brunette turned to Gir. "Hey Gir, why don't you go to that club you took my friends to."

"Well..."

"Jenny's there."

Those were magical words, for Gir imediently zipped out the door. Brandy then turned to Dib. "Dib, I'm sorry for not telling you. The thing is, at the time, we just met, and-" Before Brandy could finish, Dib placed a finger on her lips. "I understand, Brandy." He said. "Really?" Dib responded to his girlfriend's question by kissing her. He didn't care if Brandy was a murderess. It didn't matter whether she had a supernatural abilities or not. What mattered to Dib was that he loved her, and he wasn't about to throw away their relationship over something he should be used to by now, what with dealing with spells and fighting Zim. Brandy returned that kiss, as it got deeper and more passionate. Dib slipped off his trench coat, then laid Brandy down onto the couch, him on top of her. Brandy's family was still out of town, so there was no one there to interrupt them.

(A/N: I'm going to stop here because, well, we all know what happens past that point. Besides, it'll go beyond the rating, and I don't want the ninja lawyers to get involved...)