Invader Johnny, I am sure Zim says I love you to himself on a daily basis. ;)

To the guest, yes Tak mucked up.

Red, Purple and Zim were locked away in their private chambers with Purple feeling nothing but tension between Red and Zim as they stared at one another.

"Either someone speak or just melt one another's face off. Either way, just do something." Purple stated almost too loudly.

"Yes, Zim. Speak." Red urged with a bit of venom in his voice.

"You drugged and raped my own wife, Red. Your own scent was all over her." Zim hissed out.

"Did you bring her to our doctors?" Red asked.

"Yes."

"What did they say, pray tell?"

Clenching his jaw, Zim told them exactly what they said prompting him to laugh, and Purple to wonder.

"Then you have no real proof. The Queen is obviously delusional." Red mocked.

Zim was ready to punch him when Purple stopped him shaking his head at him. Zim took a deep breath in and out before continuing. "Never talk ill of her. Gaz may of been violent. She would never deny that. Anti-social, another thing she won't deny. Delusional? She has never been that. Why? Because I've known her far longer then you and I have never met someone with their head on their shoulders more than her."

"How do you know she doesn't throw herself at the crew? This includes me."

"Because Gaz has never been one to do that ever. She has always been innocent in that department and continues to be so even after our own nuptials."

"Some beings change." Red said hinting at something more.

Purple was already hating this conversation. "You are declaring that the Queen is easy aren't you, Red?" Purple flashed a quick look at Zim telling him to wait.

"What do you think I'm saying, Purp?"

"That question was for you, Red. Tell me." He demanded this time.

"Perhaps."

Zim went to lunge at him making Purple stop him. "Even I know that isn't true about her." Coming closer to Red, Purple whispered. "Something is happening to you. You have to stop this."

"He can't prove a thing, so therefore I'm innocent." Red told him before focusing back on Zim. "I'll see you later, Zim."

Waiting for him to leave the room, Purple turned to Zim. "I'll try to get him to speak. Sometimes his tongue loosens up. I'll let you know."

Nodding his head, Zim thanked him. "I really need to get back to her. I'll speak to you later. Thanks."

Purple loved the days when he just stuffed his face with snacks. This part of the job blew.

Tak was surprised how Dib decided to crawl on the table to levitate over her using his hands and knees as he stared down. His state of anger was still there and she shut her eyes knowing she deserved it.

"Tell me something about, Red. Tell me everything."

"He is the one who wanted me to do this. To restore my status back on Irk. You know how important that is for me." She heard him digging his nails into the table. "You and your sister was a thorn in their side, but he seems to hate you more. He seems to admire your sister. I don't know to what extent."

"Does he think that I would build spacecrafts to come and destroy him?"

"Pretty much. He doesn't trust you." She fell quiet.

"How do you feel about him?"

Her eyes were wide at that. "He isn't you."

"Uh okay, but alright." Did she like this creep? He thought.

"Dib, how I feel about you is true. I'm sorry about this, but you know how important this is." Tak told him.

"Yeah, you keep wanting to go back to a race that wants to keep chewing you up and spitting you back up. I guess that is what you like, huh Tak? You love feeling that humiliation."

She closed her eyes unable to feel the true humiliation. She knew she deceived him in his trust. She did honestly care for him. Feeling his breath over her body was the only physical she can get from him right now. "When I was cloned this is what is placed in me. Placed in my pak."

"Interesting you would use the clone angle at me knowing that I'm a clone myself. I may of inherited my father's lab and following in some of his footsteps, but I have strayed away at the same time too, because while I was cloned after him, I am still me, Tak." Dib spoke ominously.

Opening her eyes to see how interesting she now couldn't see his eyes from whatever glare was hitting his glasses, how positively delicious he looked to her right now. She had to stop those thoughts, he was upset and probably hated her for good reason.

Dib noticed her change in breathing pattern, he was very familiar with her now to know as he moved a hand down while still maintaining eye contact. "I'm not letting you out of here. At least not yet."

"I understand." Her eyes closed.

"This whole thing of me tying you up and keeping you like this in this state is simply not me. Even I'm shocked by my own behavior."

She turned her head away as she mumbled out, "Because your angry and hurt by me. That's why."

Things were silent for a while except for their breathing, but as her eyes flew open and turned to look at him she was surprised that now she could see his eyes. There was so much written in them right now. Regret, pain, anger, stress, passion, and something else she couldn't place a finger on even as she moved her head back as she felt his fingers rub against her. Anyone else she would of cursed and tried to bite. Him? Even though she was in this position, she knew it wasn't what he wanted originally. She knew it wasn't him even though it was turning her on.

"Can't believe you like this, Tak." Dib almost stopped himself. "Do you like humiliation?" He didn't ask that to mock her, he was really curious and actually frightened.

"No, but I do have strong feelings for you." She admitted as she groaned away.

"What you did wasn't feelings for me, but for that stupid Empire. For that asshole, Red." Withdrawing his hand away from her, he got off the table. "That bastard raped my sister and you and your feelings towards him, sicken me."

"He what?!" She was shocked. Red could be dark, but that dark?

"Surprised your love would do that to another female let alone my own sister?"

"My love? I don't love him, Dib. I admired him, but I never loved him." Hitting her head against the table in anger, she gritted her teeth out. "He isn't you!"

Cocking his head to the side, he wandered forward picking up something he saw at the slot near the underside of the table. It was a scalpel. "I guess you hate me in order to betray me then."

Tak focused on the scalpel. "I don't hate you, but if you want to then go ahead and dissect me."

Presenting the scalpel to her, he shook his head. "Actually I was wondering why it was there. I have no intention of doing that to you."

Tak watched him disappear away from her. "What I want from you is more. Something I never thought about before, but can you blame me for wanting to have this humiliation disappear?"

"Did they ever share anything with you before we saw one another in the city?"

He was now on the other side of the table. "What I told you when I was there. All this with Red was later when I was exiled here. He asked if I wanted to redeem myself. Really redeem myself. He played on my weakness of knowing that I must be feeling more alone then ever because I'm on a planet that hates our kind, and if they found out I would be dead in a matter of seconds or at least kept alive to be studied." Whimpering out, she wished to have that scalpel near her again so she can stab herself. "He kept that up telling me that he found something in your personal files reading something about me. Something deeply personal to the point that I will be found out soon. I will be dead."

"As if I'd ever do that to you." Dib pointed out.

"Thing is he already got me with a weakness and then when I hesitated. Even when I told him no I couldn't, he pulled that up."

"You never trusted me even when I could of easily yelled out around me that you are an alien. Thanks." Seeing the alert on his phone, he had to rush back upstairs. "I have to go back to speak to my sister. I'll see you soon. It is time for me to talk to someone who actually trusts me."

Tak bashed her head again hating herself. She betrayed the one male she truly cared about.

Once again in his room, Dib clicked on the icon button seeing Zim in his monitor with Gaz near him. Zim was about in the same mood as Dib it seemed. "I can tell you haven't had much luck on your end."

"He's an ass." Zim stated. "You?"

"I have officially lost it it seems. Red is the one that wants her to feed her information about me. Wants to know of my plans. All this just to restore her fucking status in your Empire." Dib replied angrily.

Zim glanced back at Gaz before looking at him again. "He isn't having a better time than us right now. I can see what you mean."

"I doubt that creep wants to really restore her status and is using her weakness in order to use her. He even went so far as to fake a document about me. You know, tell the government and then she will be dead. I wouldn't do that to her. I never would of done that to her."

"No, just to me." Zim pointed out before getting hit by Gaz. "Come on, you know it is true."

"Yeah, but if it hurts you to see me hurt like this then imagine how my brother is feeling that someone he loves betrayed him? How would you feel?" Gaz asked.

"You are correct there." Zim smiled at her. "To you Dib I know that you wouldn't of done that to her. Red is good about moving around without being detected to the point that the Control Brains don't know what he is doing. What he did with Gaz is virtually undetectable. He has worked more closely with them for so long that he knows what he is doing."

"Isn't this being recorded somehow, Zim? Won't the Control Brains know then?" Dib wondered.

"Been learning myself and I have my computer."

"Would you ever ask, Tak to do a thing like this?"

Leaning back, Zim almost laughed at the question, but he remained stoic. "Possibly. A long time back. Yes, I sent her there because I knew how you felt for her, but in a way I had to admire her for what she did. She was severely humiliated on the bridge when her pak was accessed. The cell was my idea because I knew she could defend herself and to avoid death. It helped buy some time before I can end up having them agree to exile her." Leaning forward, Zim studied him for a little bit before continuing, "I knew you were a threat still, Dib, but I didn't care. I have always known what is there so I won't be surprised if you showed up out of the blue. I know Gaz wouldn't be surprised. As much as I am not fond of Tak a lot of times at least we aren't incredibly narrow minded. Yes, she made her wrong choice, but if you saw exactly what happened to her on that bridge, I think you would understand her desperation."

Leaning back, Dib ran his hands through his hair just stopping at the top glancing away. "It still isn't fine what she did towards me after I took her in. After I..." He couldn't finish his own sentence.

"You do what is best there."

Gaz came forward to sit right next to Zim. "Dib, I have an idea, but you may need to have an Irken translator on you. I'm sure Zim could help there." Zim nodded. "Send false information to Red. Buy yourself some time."

"What about Tak?"

"I'll see she'll still have her status restored. I'll work out the kinks later. Remember this is a brand new plan." Zim interjected.

"I can do that. Just send a translator and I'll get on it." Dib assured them both.

Gaz smiled at that. "We'll bury that bastard and hopefully he gets destroyed and humiliated himself."

Smiling, Dib glanced to the camera showing Tak downstairs. "Uh, I have to go guys. Gaz, I love you. Zim, take care of her." Turning the transmission off, he ran downstairs, and quickly to Tak's side quickly tearing off his shirt to place behind her head. "Damn it, Tak. I don't want you hurting yourself." He knew her kind were fast healers, but he still needed to stop her bleeding.

Wait for it...