OMG im so sorry!i haven't updated in so long! And I feel super bad cause I leave it at a cliffhanger! Why am I so mean? WHY!

Chapter5-

Dib sat in his desk, he would look at Zim's empty seat from time to time, wishing his old enemy was spouting nonsense words about how he was normal. He needed to help Zim, he really did, Zim had looked serous, he would do suicide, the old Zim, he was to proud to do something like that, but now...

"Ms. Bitters?"

"Yes Dib? Make it quick or I'll send you to the underground classroom!"

"Er, can I go to the bathroom?"

"Fine, its one less child to stink up the room with your child-stench."

As you can probably guess, Dib did not go to class, he left the skool entirely. As soon as he was off the skool grounds, he ran, he ran all the way to Zim's base. He was there in record time, but he didn't care, he just needed to stop Zim, he wasn't sure why but he felt bad, all this was his fault. So he knocked on the door, Gir opened the door, but he didn't bother getting in his dog suit, he looked like he could cry. Dib was scared, was Zim already dead?

"Gir? Is Zim here?"

"Ya... but mastah's acting funny, hes in his labs, but hes digging through stuff, he wont tell me, or computer what hes looking for, but he wont stop... He seems upset..."

"Can you take me to him?"

Gir simply nodded, and led Dib down the toilet,

'At least Zim's alive, I can still save him.'

As soon as they entered the lab, Dib saw Zim, he sat in front of a box, items laid across the floor.

Gir left, it seemed he didn't like seeing Zim like that, and it was hard to blame him.

"Zim?"

"Dib, hello."

He was relatively calm. It was unsettling, he had yelled at him just hours before, what was getting into him?

"Er, are you okay?"

"Wha- oh, I am."

"What are you looking for?"

"Why dose everyone want to know? A gun of some sort."

Dib took a step back.

"Why?"

"To shoot myself with."

"Zim! For the last time! Your going to live!"

"Give me a reason."

"Gir!"

"That reminds me, you can take care of him."

"No! I'm not! Because your not dying!"

"Yes Dib, I am. I'm not repeating what I told you earlier, but im pretty sure, you still remember it."

"I'm really sorry! Zim! Stop looking through that box!"

And Dib closed the lid, forcing Zim to jump back a bit, startled.

"Dib, leave me alone, you've caused enough pain, to much."

"and im willing to help you fix it!"

"If your going to be so persistent, than fine, ill give you one last chance Dib, blow it, and I wont hesitate to find a gun, I'll either shoot you, and then me, or jump off my roof."

"Zim! I'm just trying to help"

"Why! Why may I ask, would you, a human, that wants nothing more, thank to cut me open, help me?"

"Zim, I'm asking myself the same thing... All I can come up with, is, maybe its just the right thing to do."

"Then you can start now, answer my questions, and don't try hiding anything from me!"

"O.K. Zim, I wont."

"Then, I'll start with one of the first questions I asked you, why am I green?"

"Your Irkan, from the planet, Irk."

"And the thing on my back, computer says it comes off, but, what happens if it dose come off."

"Then, you have around ten minutes, before you die."

"And, how do I make calls?"

"I, I don't know Zim. But im sure your computer can help you."

"Maybe... Computer! Can you, make a call?"

"To whom?"

"The Tallests."