As Zim was calmly walking in the dense forest, something caught his eye. It was a green figure. Zim's antenna perked up at this strange sight. He ran over to what it was, he gasped. It was Tak! He promptly scooped her up and lifted the microphone from his pak. "GIR!" He screamed. "Helooooooo?" Gir promptly replied. "Come over to the forest! I got Tak here and she needs medical attention!" When Tak awoke, she was greeted by blinding white lights. "Beautiful." She said sarcastically. "Am I dead?" "No, not dead, but when I found you, you almost were." A familiar voice said. "Z...Zim? Is that you?" "Yup. I'm glad you're awake. I almost thought you were dead." He said with a hint of worry on the word "dead" 'why does he care so much?' Tak thought. 'Why does he care if I die or not?' ' I was so mean to him, so why does he want me to live?'. She then looked up at Zim. He had been getting taller, and by the looks of it, he was now taller than her. His ruby eyes had grown even darker and hypnotic as she stared into their bright beauty. She started to pull down the sheets that cover her body, but quickly pulled them back up. "I'm naked!" Zim blushed. "I didn't see anything you didn't want me to see!" Zim handed her a robe and left the room. She put it on and walked out. She saw Zim working on something. "Zim, where's the shower?" He quickly turned around to her. "Down the hall, fifth door to the left." She left to the hall. 'Strange, why did he snap to my attention when I asked him, normally it wouldn't matter, but this is Zim were talking about, the Zim that is always absorbed in himself and what he's doing.' When she came out of the shower, she threw on a towel and dried, then put on her robe and walked out of the door. "Amazing." Zim muttered "Huh?" Tak asked. "How can you be immune to the water without the use of paste?" "Something I learned from being cast away from civilisation for so long, I guess my body started to adapt to all sorts of things." "You were an outcast?" "Yes, I never found the life of most Irkens, fitting to me, so I left once I was old enough to walk without falling, I learned everything I know from the outside life of Irk, taught by other outcasts I learned many things that I still use today, that's why I'm so independent, I lived a life of seldomacy, trusting only few." "Am I one you can trust?" Zim randomly threw out. "Of course Zim, that is, if you can trust me." Zim smiled lightly. "Of course I do, your stuff is upstairs in the guest room." "You have a guest room?" "Well, sort of, if you can manage the fact that it was threwn together quickly, I had to put it together the moment I saw you land, since I have no other rooms and I would think you wouldn't really want to sleep in my room, however after a few nights we'll have to get out of here, you are now considered a fugitive to the Irken empire for one reason or the other and if the tallest find you here we could both get in trouble." "Transporting a fugitive." Tak mumbled then went upstairs leaving Zim alone. He sighed and plopped his body on the table. He had a chance to look at her. She had grown taller and had taken of her breast wrap for one reason or another. 'why do I get that feeling in my stomach when she's around?' He briefly thought of love, but shook it off and went back to his work. Tak then went downstairs when she was done with her work and watched Zim working with something while mumbling something along the lines of "...Is it possible that I'm in love?..." Tak wondered slightly who he was talking about, but then forgot about it and pulled a chair next to Zim. "Hey, watcha working on?" Zim responded "A new disguise, right now mine it looks as crappy as a septic tank that hasn't been cleaned for a few years." Tak chuckled lightly at this. After awhile of working he turned around to Tak and said "It's getting kinda late, maybe we should turn in." Tak nodded in agreement and went up to the guest room and put on some extra PJs Zim had and an extra shirt Zim managed to salvage from the pod and nodded off.