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Zim was in the front seat of Jim's car. He was curled into a ball, crying till his spooch felt like it was in a knot and his face burned. They where already at the hospital, but Jim was letting him get it all out before they went in. Zim sniffed a couple of times and looked up. "Oh, we're hear."

"I wanted to let you get it all out"

"Thanks hum- I mean Jim."

Jim gave him a questioning look, but let it go. "look kid, this isn't your fault."

"Yes it is. If I hadn't ran to get that stupid gun this wouldn't have happened." Zim looked at the floor.

"What did I run into?" Zim looked ahead as a new wave of tears hit him. "Oh, sorry, bad choice of words. But really, what happened?"

"It's a long story." Zim wiped away the new tears.

"Do you just want to go inside?"

"Yha." Jim got out of the car and walked to the passengers side. Zim opened the door and stepped out. "His sister is going to kill me."

Jim looked at him. "No she wont, she'll know it was an accident."

Zim snorted, despite his lack of a visible nose. "Yha, well. You haven't meet Gaz. But i suppose Peptio will try to talk her out of it."

Jim smiled, he was just glad the kid was talking. It meant that he wasn't blaming himself. At the moment anyway. He truly Doubted Gaz would be mad at him. Especially after she realized he'd been crying.

They walked in and Zim sat next to a purple haired girl that could only be Gaz. She stared strait ahead, holding her boyfriends hand. Obviously trying not to cry. "Im sorry." Zim whispered.

"Whatever happened it's not your fault."

"But-"

"Zim look, unless you where the one driving, and you where aiming right for Dib, It's not your fault."

"Thanks."

Gaz leaned her head on Peptio's and Zim curled into a ball. Within a minuet both where asleep.

"Zim, Zim wake up." Gaz shook Zim.

"I'm awake." It was midnight. He didn't need to ask why she woke him. It was clear in her eyes. "No."

"He's gone." Tears gleamed down her face.

"No." Zim started crying. "He can't be."

"It's your fault."

"But you said-"

"Your the one that ran into the road. It should have been you."

"I know" Zim whispered

Zim left the hospital. He couldn't be there any longer. He walked to the park and curled onto a bench. It was starting to rain. Perfect, Dib had been pronounced dead at midnight. Zim felt like his death should be slow and painful as well. It was his fault. It should have been him. Because of his stupidity the only person who had not only cared about him, but had loved him, was now dead. Dib had told him he loved him. If he had just listened to him this never would have happened. Zim had been stupid and stubborn and now Dib was dead. Zim would never be able to look into those golden eyes or pull his hair in a fight just to touch it ever again. He had fallen for Dib about a year ago, but he had refused to admit it, even to himself. He loved his smile, the way his glasses made his eyes look bigger. He loved the way he smelled like sweets, not salty or smokey like most humans. He loved how he was a fighter, how he never gave up. This was the one battle he had truly needed to win. For both of them. Now there was nothing left for Zim. No point in concurring the planet. No Gir, the stupid little robot had been destroyed beyond repair a few months ago. And now, no Dib. Those where the only reasons he had to live. They where everything important in his life. Now there was nothing left but to wait for death.