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Elen: I live for sad endings. Smacked No, I'm kidding. I tend to be all around with endings…and for me, killing Zim off would most likely send me into a state of depression.

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OMGCINNAMONZOOM! Here's your next chappie. XB

Dib carried Zim back to his base with Gir and placed him on the couch while Gir shut the curtains. Dib told Gir to go find medical supplies assuming the robot would find them. It took Gir an hour to realize that his PAK would take care of the healing process. While Gir went to retrieve the computer's plug, Dib went to wipe away the purple blood on Zim's arm. However, as soon as his finger came in contact with the foreign substance, Dib felt a burning sensation in the tip of his finger. He had to stifle a scream of pain.

"Christ Almighty, that hurt!" Dib said, closing his eyes as he blinked back tears. "I wonder if he or Kira knows that Irken blood is as lethal to humans as water is to them…speaking of the devil, I wonder what she's doing now? Zim wasn't kidding about the whole female thing…" Dib stroked his chin as Gir entered the room with a long coil-like cord, which was tipped with a sharp spike. As soon as it got close to Zim's PAK, a slot opened and the cord snaked its way inside. Zim remained motionless, so Dib left him on the couch with Gir. Without saying anything to Gir, Dib went over to look out the curtain at Kira's base. It was as quiet as it had ever been and no smoke was coming from the chimney like usual. As the night drew closer, he saw Sera come out again, blaster in hand. "What? But the comet came…"

"Oh, COME ON!" he cried aloud, jerking the alien to consciousness. Zim howled in anger, annoyance, and pain.

"Great IRK, DIB!" Zim cried out, whimpering slightly. "What…are you doing here?"

"You were injured…brought you home…comet…" Dib jabbered, backing towards the door. Zim bit his lip.

"Did anything happen?" Zim demanded, wincing in slight pain. Dib shook his head wordlessly. "How long have I been our?"

"A few hours…" Dib remarked, groping for the doorknob.

"Ok…" Zim remarked, rubbing his head. "Ugh…why am I still sick? It should be over by now…" Dib couldn't open the door.

"Comets pass more then one night on Earth, I just realized that," Dib remarked, still struggling with the doorknob. Zim's antennae fell back in apprehension and he turned a sickly green…a paler green than usual.

"FILTHY PLANET!" Zim cried out. "How long must I endure this? And what about Kira? I'm as good as done for…" He stared at Dib. "You need to leave…now. And this time, don't worry about me…my wounds may keep me from going anywhere…and Kira as well." Zim knew this was a downright lie, but he couldn't risk Dib getting caught again.

"The key word is 'may'," Dib remarked, still ready to bolt. "Look, I kept your attention and Kira's on me…I was able to outrun both of you and I can do it again. Zim, I'm not letting you fall victim to Kira. She's a monster by nature, and she only got worse last night."

"Thank you for your concern, Dib, but I don't want you apart of this, and you can imagine why…" Zim remarked, sitting up on the couch. The coil in his back moved with him. His wounds were already beginning to heal. "Kira has nothing but her wounds to contain her now. Sera won't attack and Gir is a bad shot…if you say we both chased you last night, then we'll probably be looking for you again…so you need to hide, somewhere good…that way, we'll be tracking you all night…"

"Zim, that's the worst plan I've ever heard…" Dib remarked, shaking his head. Zim bared his teeth in anger. "Well, it is! Kira's going to go straight for you if you're standing right next to her! And you'll do the same!"

"I don't CARE Dib!" Zim finally burst. Dib froze and his eyes shrank behind his glasses. "Listen to me carefully…if there's a way to prevent anything from happening, it's this…I assume one more night of this chasing business will tire out both me and Kira for at least the rest of the week…I'd be surprised if Kira will run with the same vigor as she did last night."

"You don't…care?" Dib asked suddenly, his eyes still shrunken. "Zim, have you lost your mind? You WANT this to happen?" Zim grumbled and motioned Dib over. When he beckoned him to lower his head, Zim gave him a hard slap. "JESUS CHRIST!" He recoiled and rubbed the red mark on his face, the result from the force of Zim's rubber induced slap.

"Focus, Dib!" Zim cried, pointing his finger in Dib's face. "This isn't about 'want' or 'care'. I don't want this to happen, but if it must, it CANNOT be with Kira! Unless of course you want Irken smeetlings running around your planet being trained and brainwashed by Kira!"

"Alright, I get it!" Dib remarked, cringing. "Just please, stop talking about it!" Zim smirked at the sight of Dib showing weakness.

"Very well…" Zim remarked, sounding more forlorn. "It would create numerous problems for both Kira and I as well…since I'm an…exiled Irken…the children would most likely be killed…and Kira would no longer be a Tallest Candidate."

"That's a good thing, isn't it?" Dib asked. Zim gasped and bared his teeth at Dib again. "Not that the children would die, that Kira wouldn't be one of your leaders!"

"I suppose, but I don't want any of my kind killed if I can help it…" Zim remarked. Dib shook his head, trying to make sense of the events.

"Zim, with all due respect…I'd like to keep my virginity until I'm at least eighteen…" Dib remarked with a sickened look.

"How old ARE you?" Zim asked suddenly, astounded at Dib's statement.

"Fifteen years old…why?" Dib asked, having a bad idea where this conversation was going.

"Because I'm eighty years old," Zim remarked lowly.

"EIGHTY!" Dib cried out in repulsion. Zim quickly cut in.

"I'm sure an Irken year is different then an Earth year…" Zim remarked, biting his lip. Dib was stopping himself from throwing up at the thought.

"It damn well better be…" Dib remarked.

"Dib, I happen to know that eighty years is very old for Earthlings…do I honestly look like I'm eighty Earth years old?" It was with relief that Dib shook his head.

"No, you don't…" Dib remarked, looking out the window. "It's getting dark…I should go." Zim nodded.

"Just do as I said, and it should work out…but Kira will tire more quickly then I will…simply because she's using more energy…" Zim told Dib. "Just run for as long as you can…but if Kira's still running, you need to hide."

"Fine…but I want you to understand that this is the last night I'm doing this…Halley's comet passes for five days, and I refuse to keep this up…" Dib remarked, making a sweeping motion in the air. Zim waved it away.

"Fine, fine, I understand your reasoning…" Zim remarked, with a slight sigh. "Just go before the clouds move…the door should be unlocked now…" Zim's cuts were gone and only slight scarring remained. Dib left without hesitation, shaking in slight anxiety. He was not looking forward to being chased again. Sera watched Dib exit the house with a glare. The human positioned himself so he was the first thing Kira would see should she exit the house. He was completely ignoring Zim's command of hiding.

The night passed on without much activity. Sera twitched every now and then, but Gir never came outside. "Maybe Zim was right after all…" Dib told himself. The comet was barely visible, as it was a cloudy night. Just then, a sound echoed through the streets and the SIR unit across from Dib shot into the darkness. It missed Dib by inches, but two green blurs flashed in front of him. Dib felt one of them press against him and instinctively, he smacked it away. But the damage was done as the human felt a painful electric shock rack his bony frame, causing him to shriek like a banshee in the dead of night. He caught sight of a device with the Irken symbol on it on his side and Dib fell to his knees. The last thing he saw was Kira holding Zim up by the collar before he blacked out.

Dib woke up in a state of confusion, lying in his own bed. Immediately, he felt a sharp pain in his lower stomach and in his back, causing him to cringe and immediately fall back on his bed. "Was...it a dream? Did yesterday really happen?" Dib asked himself. He scratched his back and felt something. It was the same device that he saw last night. "Of course it did…what happened? How did I get here?" Dib tried to sit up, but found it nearly impossible as the pain was so intense. He glanced at his computer and then to the Irken device. He didn't know whether it was Kira or Zim that placed it on him, so he wasn't about to let it stay on. He grabbed the device and yanked it off, causing him to wail in pain. The device had fused itself with his skin and now left a gaping cut on his side. He fumbled for a piece of cloth and placed it over his wound, wincing as it began to soak up the blood.

"Are you in pain?" Gaz's voice drawled from the doorway, causing Dib to jump. "That looked like it hurt…can I help?"

"Well, you could get me a really big band-aid…" Dib remarked, wincing again.

"I meant causing you more pain…like you've been doing to me since you were born," Gaz's frustrated voice barked, causing Dib to roll his eyes. "But dad told me to help you, so I guess I'll find one…"

"How did I get here?" Dib asked his sister. She raised her eyebrow.

"You don't remember anything?" Gaz asked with a grin. Dib shook his head. "Well, you kinda just appeared at the front door…by the time we answered it, you had passed out…dad thinks you were beat up by a street gang…were you?"

"Yeah, I remember now…" Dib lied to the best of his ability. He had to stop himself from shaking. He knew now what had happened, and why he was in so much pain. It was clear Gaz didn't believe him, but she didn't care much. With a growl, she walked out of the room to go get Dib's band-aid. While Gaz was out of the room, Dib replayed last night's events through his head. "Ok…I went outside…stood in front of Kira's house…Zim and Kira snuck up on me…one of them paced that device on me and I got that horrible shock…and then nothing…either I was out for a long time, or my memory was erased…" He looked at the blood on his hand before Gaz came in with the band-aid. Dib looked relieved.

"I'll put it on…if you twist you'll end up hurting yourself even more…and I refuse to cater to you…" Gaz remarked, peeling off the wrapping. Dib simply nodded and removed the cloth for the band-aid. Gaz slapped it on rather hard, causing him to wail in pain again. "Sorry, did I put that on too hard?" Gaz asked with mock concern. Dib didn't respond, so Gaz quickly left the room. Once Gaz had left, Dib stood up, resisting the urge to cry out again, and walked to his computer. He brought up the images from both Zim and Kira's bases. Zim was dead asleep, gashes strewn all over his small body. Kira had a lot of small scratches, but nothing as bad as Zim, and she was laying in the corner of the room on a pile of things, twitching in her restless sleep. Everything seemed normal…but in the back of Dib's mind, he knew something was terribly, terribly wrong.

"I hate space…" Dib told himself.

HAR! I leave you with a CLIFFY! Please don't hurt me…that chapter may have been a bit confusing, but it all works out, trust me. Your reviews will decide what happens next!