Zim POV

"Your female has asked to speak to you." The guard told me.

I nodded and stood up. Dib was asleep on the ground, so I didn't hear anything from him.

The guard took me to the medical unit and opened the door to Gaz's room.

I stepped in and he closed the door behind me.

"Gaz?" I said, looking at her on the bed. "What's that?" I asked her pointing to the thing that was in her arms.

She looked at me and all I saw was sadness. "It's my smeet." She said.

I froze… they wouldn't dare give her her dead baby. I sat down next to her bed and looked down at the baby… they would dare… those bastards, she's been through enough!

I looked up at her. "Can I hold it?" I asked her.

Gaz looked at me and then nodded. I grabbed the little smeet… she didn't weigh anything.

I looked down at the small thing… she was almost as beautiful as her mother. One of my claws ran down the length of her cheek… this was the smeet that gave up her life for her mother. "I'm so sorry." I whispered to the baby and held her up to my face… just wishing that she would kick me once again.

"It wasn't your fault she died Zim." I heard Gaz whisper and that just made the tears resurface.

I handed her her smeet back and let my head fall in my hands. This was my fault. Damn this guilt is killing me. "Gaz…" I wanted to tell her, but that'll just send her deeper into depression.

"What is it Zim?" she asked, not looking away from her baby.

I wanted to tell her that this was my fault… that the smeet actually had a chance… but I couldn't… so I told her about the first thing that came to my mind. "Gaz… Gir deactivated himself." I told her.

Gaz froze and looked at me. "What?" she asked.

"Gir committed suicide." I told her, not daring to look at her so I just looked down at the floor.

"This has to be hell… first my smeet… and now my child hood friend? What the hell is wrong with my life?" she asked me and began to sob.

I looked up at her… she looked so fragile. I stood up and bent over the bed to hug her to me.

She desperately clung to me, her sharp nails ripping through the shirt that the aliens had given me. "Zim, don't you ever leave me." She said through sobs, breaking my squidly-spooch.

"Gaz, I would never leave you willingly." I whispered to her. Tears running down my cheeks again.

Gaz scooted over and I laid in the bed next to her, our dead smeet in the middle of us.

We spent the rest of the night like that, hugging each other. The guard came over and saw us like this and decided that it was probably best if I stayed with Gaz for the rest of our stay.

Red POV

"I couldn't find anything that they would like to trade! I have no other choice but to attack." I explained to Purple.

"Let her go Red! We are not risking our soldiers' lives for a female!" Purple exclaimed, pounding his fist on the table.

I glared at him. "This isn't just any female Purple. This is MY female." I growled at him.

He glared back at me. "We aren't going to attack Planet Jet Red and that is final!"

"I'm going to override your decision Purple." I told him.

"You aren't allowed to do that Red. We both have to agree on something for that something to be done." He growled at me.

"I always get what I want! You usually never care, what makes you care now?" I asked him.

"Because this is the lives of our soldiers that we are gambling with Red. I say we fold." He exclaimed.

I jumped over the table and tackled him to the ground. "We are going to attack Jet!" I growled at him, punching him with every word I said.

He got a hold of my hands and pushed tried to keep them as far away from his face as possible. "Stop Red! Think about what you are doing!" he said.

"Weak. Purple, you are weak." I growled at him. "How you got to be as tall as me, I have no idea." I growled at him and my PAK legs shot out and pinned him to the ground as I repeatedly punched him.

His screams of pain slowly began to die down, and just like his screams… he died.

I stood up once my fit of rage was over and smoothed back my antennas. "I get what I want Purple… and no one will get in my way." I said and grabbed a hold of him to throw him out the garbage shoot which led to the void that we called space.

I walked back to the table and pressed the button that communicated me with the General of the Army. "Sir?" he asked, saluting.

I saluted back. "At ease General; I have new orders." I told him.

"And those are?" he asked.

"We shall attack the planet Jet as soon as we land tomorrow. Attack everything in sight… Except for my mate." I told him and then went into the details of my plan… I get what I want, and no one gets in my way.