The Human body takes weeks to just heal a paper cut, Irken's immune systems are stronger and faster. Enough in just about 2 hours a paper cut is completely healed. Shot wounds are no different, already less then a week and Zim was allowed for the removal of his cast on both of his legs. Thet were fully functional, sore, but enough to put weight on them.

Zim's legs were still too fragile to stress them out on Meekrob, he was given a two day vacation. Zim didn't mind, it also ment that if Tak went into labor he would be there. Tak was no longer allowed to fight, she had early signs that the smeet will be born very soon.

Zim walks inside the rented dorm finding Tak on the bed looking at smeet clothes

"Aww..Zim, look, my parents got me these clothes, I don't think I got anything from your parents", Tak blinks and thinks for a second, "wait, did you even tell them I was pregnant?",

"Sweetheart….you know it took me months to tell them we were getting married-"

"Zim!", Tak yelled

"Why can't you tell them?"

"They're your parents!"

Zim walks over to his computer to do work. Tak fold up a few clothes, "Have you thought of a boy's name yet?", Tak asked him.

Zim excitedly jumps up, "Yes I have, now bare with me, Zim...JR!"

Tak frowned, "Please be original, Hon"

Zim smiles, "I'm serious"

Tak shrugs, "Hell, why not?", Zim gets up and kisses her, he stops and heads back to his computer, she holds him back to the bed. He hovers over her, kissing, but are interuptted by a knock at the door. Zim gets up quickly to his computer,"You'll answer it", Zim waved to Tak.

Tak rolls her eyes and gets up, "Nope, don't help me, this isn't your smeet and it's not heavy at all", She answers the door, Zim then hears a familiar voice

"Tak it's good to see you!", he hears a female voice say, she then gasped "why didn't you tell me? or better yet why didn't ZIM tell me?"

Zim turns his head around, disgusted by his visitors, "Hi, Mom".

Zim's mother was the same height as Tak, she has green eyes, Zim's father walks in the room, he's slightly taller then Zim's mother and he has red eyes.

"What'd I tell ya, Layla? That boy's good-for-nothin'!", Zim's father crosses his arms, "ZIM damn it, I told you to take out that trash years ago, I left it there to remind me of your failure!", he yelled shaking his fist at Zim.

"Gee…thanks Dad" Zim said sarcastically, rolling his eyes

"Now, Harold I told you to take that garbage out, then you told him to", Layla argued

"SEE? You always defended him, why the hell do you think he's a failure? You spoiled him Lay, SPOILED HIM!!!" Harold shouted, now you see where

Zim stares at his father, "so…Dad, is Grandpa dead yet?". He and his father just can't wait until he dies.

"NO!!, that old bastard doesn't know when to stop breathing!", Harold replied

Zim chuckled to himself, "And boy, I can't wait till your dead you pain-in-the-ass", Zim mumbled.

Layla was completly focused on Tak's stomach now, cooing at the smeet inside
"When are you due?", Layla asked, "Any day, now", Tak replied.

"Zim why didn't you tell us?"

"Mom, I've been busy with the war going on and I barely found out when we first came to Meekrob"

"BULL!!" Harold shouted, "Sam told us when she was pregnant before she told her stupid husband", he said refering to his younger sister

"You always liked Sam better, didn't you"

"Son, I love you, I just hate you", Harold told him

"Speaking of my horrible sister, how come she never went to the wedding?", Zim asked

"She hates you, remember retard?" Harold reminded Zim

"I've never met Sam", Tak pointed out

"-and you never will" Zim interupted, "neither will Zim Jr, she's in a mental hospital for pracically killing my nefew, she always tortured Jim and me, Jim's four years older then me, Sam was a smeet! AN EVIL LITTLE SMEET!!!!" Zim shuddered

"DAMN IT BOY, I CAN HEAR YOU, YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL!!!" Harold shouted at his son.

"WELL, NEITHER DO YOU!!!", Zim shouted back at him.

"Well, the second I heard my boys were in this filthy battle I threatened the Tallest to let me visit them", Layla hugged Zim tightly

Zim laughs, "Mom you've never lost a fight yet",

"You two are making me sick", Harold complained

"Alright Harold, lets go visit your favorite son", Layla rolled her eyes, "do you want to come Zim?", Layla asked her son.

"I would Mom, but I've got stuff to do here"

Layla shrugged, "Well alright, we'll be in the Ship for a while if you ever need us, Tak, you take care".

After Zim's parents left, Zim looked under the bed and pulled out Gir's fixed body, Tak peeks at Gir, "Wow, you're a pro at fixing him", Tak told him. Zim rolls his eyes, "I've had pleanty of practice, he used to break himself all the time"

Tak watches Zim work inside Gir's head, "How much work do you have to do before he's fully functional?", she asked him. Gir's eyes turn blue again, blinking a few times.

"Eh...not much", Zim answered, he closes Gir's head and examines him, "How you doing, Gir?"

Gir shakes his head, "I hate breaking", he told Zim. Zim laughs, "So don't do that". Gir smiles.

"Thank you, you saved mine and Tak's life, I won't forget that", Zim told him. Gir hugs Zim and he returns it.

"Alright, come on, I know your hungry", Zim gets up and heads to the door, "Tak do you want anything?", She doesn't answer, Zim answers for her, "of course you do, when don't you want somthing to eat". Both Zim and Gir leave.

Story of Zak's wife.

"Karla, my beautiful wife, told me today she was pregnant with our second smeet!"

"Well, we went to the medics today to check up on everything, our new baby girl was healthy, but Karla was sick and we went to see if it would harm the smeet. The medic said Karla had Gigitios, a minor virus that could easily be cured with a vaccine"

"It has been 2 months, instead of Karla getting better, she's gotten worse"

"We checked with the medic, and they said the vaccine they gave her, were shipped from Sirus Minor, the planet at war against us, they've used biological warfare, Karla was poisoned. The Medics didn't know what it was, it wasn't contagious, but hundreds of Irkens were given it and now all are slowly dying....including Karla"

"it's been a month, I've reseived information that our new smeet didn't make it and that Karla went into cardiac arrest, they couldn't revive her, how am I suppost to exlpain this to my son Kal?, he's only 7 years old"