Disclaimer: violence, language, angst, and possibly hints of yaoi.
Chapter 4
recovery
"Zim! Open up!" Dib screamed at the top of his lungs while pounding the door. Mik opened the door and immediately gasped. "What happened to her?" he asked shocked. "She got hit by a car. I'm not leaving until I'm sure she's going to be alright. If Zim gives you any heat tell him I said 'shove it'." That said, Dib let himself in and Mik didn't try to stop him. "I'll go get Zim." Mik scuttled off rather quickly.
Meanwhile, Zim was in the main surveillance room watching Dib's house. About the time that Mik got to Zim Gaz walked in the front door of her house, soaked and alone. "Peculiar." Zim stated to no one. He listened intently as Gaz told professor Membrane that Dib was at Zim's house. That made the Irken sit straight up and listen to what Mik was saying instead of waving him off. He looked at Mik with concern etched into his features. "What happened to bring him here?" Zim asked it all tiredly as if he'd just been broken inside.
"She was hit by a car Sir." Mik was quiet for a while before he spoke up again. "He said he's not leaving until he's sure she'll be alright." Silence. "Sir?" Zim looked blankly at the sir unit blinking slowly. "Just tell him not to touch anything." And that was all the answer Mik was going to get.
Kim opened her eyes and groaned quietly. The lights were incredibly bright in her undisguised violet eyes. She felt something brush against the back of her hand causing her to look over slowly."Glad you're awake." It was Dib. "Zim's still running diagnostics so hold still." He looked down at her and smiled reassuringly before he kissed her forehead. "I'll be here every day after High Skool okay?" She returned his smile despite the pain.
"Alright." She immediately closed her eyes and was drifting off to sleep as Zim told Dib the results. "You still haven't told me why you're still here." Zim asked curiously. "Tak made her with my DNA Zim. That means she's not only my daughter but my responsibility as well." Dib explained rather meekly. Zim only stared at him. "So what happened to wanting to cut us aliens up huh? She's even stranger than me. I can't believe an alien hybrid hasn't interested you yet." Dib leapt up shouting in Zim's face. "That's not it at all! I'm her father Zim! No matter what they do on your planet here you just don't cut your own family up alien or not!"
Zim had backed up with each word until his pak hit the wall. "Ok, I'm sorry. I-" he stopped short. "I shouldn't have thrown that in your face. I apologize. It's just stressful for me too, you know?" Zim looked anywhere but at Dib. "It's really hard to be nice when the prettiest creature you've ever seen is brought home by your enemy in a broken bloody mess." that stopped Dib cold. "You...like her don't you?" His voice was quiet with the revelation. "I can't afford to. Not with the illusion we have to uphold at High Skool." he went very still, expecting Dib to lash out at him. Instead dib held out his hand to the Irken to help him up from the odd position he was in. "How long until she recovers?" Dib asked softly. "A day under the healing lamps should do it." With that Zim went to turn on said lamps so she could get better quicker.