Zim POV

"Are we almost there yet Zim?" Gaz asked, she's been feeling sick, I have no idea why.

"No, about three more months and we'll be there." I told her, laying back against the seat with Gaz lying against my chest in a fetal position.

"Zim, I need another barf bag." She said, her face turning a light pink as she held her hand to her mouth.

I grabbed one from underneath the seat and passed it to her. "Here." I mumbled, at least I didn't have to worry about grabbing her hair so that she could throw up.

When she was finished I quickly opened the window of the voot-cruiser and threw it out into space and quickly closed the window so that we wouldn't get sucked out of the voot-cruiser.

I turned back to see that Gaz had a terrified look on her face, her hand grasping onto her stomach.

I got worried and pulled her into my lap. "What's wrong Gaz?" I asked her, resting my chin on the top of her head, rocking us both back and forth in a calming motion.

"Zim… I something just moved inside of my stomach… is that normal for an Irken?" she asked me.

Confusion racked through me. "No…" I said.

"Shit. Damn you Red." I heard Gaz growl.

"What? What happened?" I asked her.

"Zim, promise you won't get mad." She said.

"Zim shall make no promises love pig. What happened?" I asked her, my patients thinning with every second that passed.

She took in a deep breath and then let it out. She turned and stared into my eyes. "Zim… I think I'm pregnant." She said, grabbing my shoulders.

I looked at her, and then laughed, throwing my head back. "Gaz, that's funny, we haven't had sex." I said, trying to brush off the feeling that she was going to tell me something that is going to make me go ballistic.

"Zim, I know… this isn't your child. It's Reds." She mumbled looking away from me.

My jealousy flared. "What?" I yelled.

She flinched away from me. "I didn't want to have sex with him Zim, trust me, I didn't but he forced himself on me… and I guess I ended up pregnant." She mumbled.

I hugged her to me. "Gaz… you are mine, and always will be. No matter what. Trust me, once we are powerful enough, I will make him pay for what he has done to you, but first we have to find out what we are going to do with that smeet of yours."

Gaz looked down at her stomach and patted it. "I think I'm going to keep it." She mumbled.

"What? Why?" I asked her.

"Because… I want to."

"But Red rapped you for that thing! " I said, pointing to her stomach.

Gaz glared at me, holding her arms protectively over her stomach. "How could you be so cold hearted Zim?" she asked me.

"I don't have a heart and neither do you. We Irkens don't have hearts, we have squidly-spooches." I stated, folding my arms in front of me.

"Don't be such a smart Alec." Gaz growled.

"My name is Zim, not Alec." I told her.

Gaz sent me a cold glare and then grabbed my hand putting it against her stomach. "What are you doing woman?" I growled at her.

"Don't you feel it? Don't you feel its presence?" she asked me, hope in her eyes.

"I don't want toGaz. Part of that bastard is inside of you, and I don't like that." I growled but that's when the smeet kicked me.

"Please tell me you felt that." Gaz said.

My curiosity got the best of me and I bent down to set my head on her stomach. "How could we not have noticed it before? Your belly is extended enough already." I said, the baby reacted to my voice and kicked my face.

I jumped away out of instinct, my hand going up to my cheek, rubbing it as Gaz threw her head back laughing.