It's been well over a month, Tak is in no condition to fight any longer, the transportatoin ship that was to take her back to Earth was blown up. "Ship's are no longer coming in to receive the wounded, all wounded or sick must say in the Medical Bay section of the Dormitory".

Zim slams his computer screen with his fist. He looks at his wife laying on their bed, fast asleep. It won't be long before the smeet comes and it'll have to suffer being born on this retched ship.

Stuffed in this cramped dorm room until this war is done with, who knows how long that'll be.

Zim hopes they'll be let off duty and maybe return to Irk for refuge and ride out the war.

Later that morning, Tak had woken up and gotten into uniform, to Zim's surprise.

"Really?". he asked her.

"What?"

"You shouldn't fight Tak, what if you get hurt? what if we lose our smeet", Zim told her.

"I was called to fight, smeet or no smeet, the Tallests have been informed, and they requested this belt", she pulls out a black vest looking belt, "it was made specifically for pregnant Irkens, it'll cover up my stomach completely and stretch out as far as my stomach will, completely bullet, plamsa and fire proof"

"I'd prefer you not mention the tallests around the our son"

Tak sighed, "#1: When did I say it was a boy? #2: This grudge over the Tallest has to stop, it's not they're fault you lost your job"

"meh....", he growled under his breath sitting down on the bed, Tak sits next to him and kisses him, "I love you, and so does our smeet", She grabs his hand and places it on her stomach, he felt a strong kick and movement from inside, Zim smiles and looks at the time. "We gotta go!", Tak gets up and puts on the belt tightly over her uniform.

On Meekrob, Zim, Zak and Gir are on patrol on a mounting clif side. Down below Zim can see Tak fighting off Meekrob, giving him a reasurring feeling that she doesn't need any protection, she never did.

Zak pokes Zim, "Do you hear that?", Zim stops to listen, he can hear a low humming noise, he looks up and see's a shadow appear, sirens go off everywhere, "The Resisty's here...".

Their Commanding officer starts yelling out orders, "Ready the Rapid Plasma Guns and prepare for battle!", he shouted to the soldiers in Zim's area.

Zim runs and jumps inside a ditch near him, Zak and Gir follow. All of them lay down on their stomach and watch as the Resisty's battle ships land.

Resisty soldiers charge toward the Irken Army. Battleships fly above them, making a heart thrusting boom. blasting at the Resisty soldiers. The Commanding Officer waves at his soldiers and counts to three with his fingers, "ATTACK!". Zim, Gir and Zak charge after the soldiers. Zak and Zim direct each other where to shoot. Gir finds and stays close to Tak.

Zim blasts a shot at the Meekrob. The Resisty ships kept on coming, there were millions of them, Humans, Meekrob, Vortians, all species of the universe. An alarm goes off, signaling Irkens to retreat. Zim, Tak and Zak starts off to the Transport Vehicals. Zak looks around for his son, and sees Kal running toward the Resisty Soldiers, "Kal! Come back here!!".

"Hang on!", Kal said still running, Zak runs after him, catches him and holds him down yelling, "What are you doing? they're calling in a retreat!", Kal looks at the Resisty charging at them.

"Dad, let me go, I can take out a few more"

"Your being an idiot, Kal!, let's go-", Zak is shot in his shoulder, he falls back. Kal gets up, shooting at the Resisty. Zak, gets up and grabs Kal with his other shoulder, "Come on!". Kal runs into the middle of the huge crowd of Resisty soldiers. "KAL!!".

Zim looks back, horrified at what he sees happening. Kal manages to fight off and kill a few of them, but one of them had shot him in the chest a few dozen times. Gir flies toward them and wipes out the soldiers surrounding the Irken's body, carrying him back to where Zim and Zak are standing.

He places Kal's body down, Zak runs up to it, "Kal!...", he stares into his son's eyes.

Blank, no pupils, just one color. "Kal?", Zak traces his finger around Kal's face, breathing heavily.

Zim's eyes are glossy, holding Tak who's eyes have already started to drip.

Gir cries softy, staring at Zak then at Kal.

Kal lied there, still, lifeless. Zak holds his son's head to his chest, sobbing uncontrolibly, "No...no...not again". he mummbled.

Tak presses her face into Zim's shoulders crying, Zim holds her tight, sobbing as well.

The Resisty had gone to celebrate the Irken's retreat, so the entire area was deathly quiet.

Zak held his son tightly, wishing, praying that what had happen hadn't, it was a nightmare. His son...his smeet...was dead.