ZAGR is one of my favorite pairings oh Guest person. Also I thought I would do some more with Dib at least on this.

Tenn does indeed have a new mission on her hands, Invader Johnny.

I knew where you've been Everclear and I think Dib misses you.

Opening his eyes just a bit Dib could make out a bit of Tak's form on the ledge just staring out. She had been mostly silent since Miyuki last was heard and as far as he knew, so was Zim making him wonder if Gaz was also staring at Zim with the same questions whirling around in her head.

"Sorry if I disturbed you." Tak spoke silently as she got up to walk over to him. "I just have something on my mind."

"What is it? I don't want you to be silent around me." Placing his glasses on he noticed that her robe was mostly untied revealing plenty of flesh for him to gaze at.

"So..." Running her hand down the length of his body and back up, she smiled. "So you are half Irken then. You weren't a complete clone of your dads."

"No I'm not from those readings we did after she left."

She perused the many inches of pale skin next to her. "I didn't know she had any power to her. Just knew one aspect and that was it."

Running his hand up her abdomen, Dib was curious what was really on her mind. "My dad was able to do something too so..."

"So is Gaz a clone or not?"

"Nope. Product of mom and dad. We just say one thing because somehow people are weirded out by us both. In essence, so was I, but in lab form." Sitting up, he grinned at her a little. "What is it?"

"I don't know, Dib. It is a shock to know that who your mother is. I never suspected it at all, but you felt it. Gaz too."

Feeling emboldened, Dib moved her more on the bed to lay on her back as he started to slide that robe off a bit more. "We just felt it as strong as we felt it in each another when we actually dare to touch hands. Gaz and I. I don't know how to explain it." Leaning down, he started to kiss her abdomen. "Is it bad who my mother is?"

Releasing a sharp intake of breath, Tak always felt herself get weakened more by those touches in such a delicious way. "No. She is highly revered still."

"Maybe this is why you were attracted to me in the first place." His voice lowered as he moved her legs apart.

Her eyes closed as she felt his lips again making her knead the bed with her claws. "I don't know about that. I know I just was." Feeling what he was doing with his tongue Tak gasped. "Ungh..."

Smiling against her with that sound she made, Dib continued with what he was doing. "So you really want another smeet. Am I correct there?"

Tak continued clawing at the bed. "Yes, Dib. Irk yes!"

Eyes widened hoping that she didn't wake Jack with that call out so as he listened and still heard the silent sounds of him breathing through the monitor, Dib continued his fun.

Pressner was observing Psyllic as he had images in front of him with one notably to be that beast gliding through space. It was an impressive creature actually in its sheer brutality in how it can wipe out a single planet with too much ease along with any interloper that it came across. In truth, he had only one thing to say about that serpent and it was;

"Too easy."

Psyllic didn't pause in his duties as he continued what he was doing in front of him. "What is too easy?"

"That creature you produced." He replied. "Wouldn't it be best to watch them suffer then to see it destroy Irk like it just sneezed?"

Psyllic grinned evilly there at his analyzes. "You'll see, but first what about that Irken and the unborn child?"

He couldn't do it. "I can't force her to leave and she refuses to. She'd rather perish."

Psyllic cocked his head while looking at images of the Armada now. "Rather bold. Of course to force an expecting woman is not always a good thing, but then again she has your child in her now. A child I expect who will have great powers as well."

Pressner just stood there listening and nodding his head. "I'll keep trying."

"I know you will." Turning to face him finally, Psyllic noted he did have the same expression he always held before him. Pure professionalism with sometimes a side of sarcasm. "At least you are far better than my son. As for the remaining members who are scattered throughout, they report a huge buzzing about our creature. It is quite thrilling."

"But something is troubling you."

Psyllic knew Pressner knew how to read others. "A voice interrupted me in trying to obtain my targets. It was powerful. Well I sense great power and it is related to that of Gaz and Dib. The thing is, I can't find who their mother is. There is a picture, but nothing more exists. Been going through countless images and nothing more about her."

Pressner almost laughed since he sounded like a whining baby right now. "I'm sure all will be revealed soon enough, but for now we have a lot of destruction to do." He suggested.

"For that you are right, my dear Pressner." Psyllic looked like he wiped away his gloomy mood with what Pressner said while the assassin just stood there looking over the images in front of him.

Tenn felt awkward in a way of heading to Zim and Gaz's quarters hoping she wasn't interrupting anything, but when the idea hit her head she thought it was better to run with it. Pressing the button to alert them someone was here the door slid open allowing her to step inside to see Zim at the computer and Gaz reading.

"My Tallest. My Queen. I'm sorry to interrupt you both." Tenn greeted.

Gaz made a sound of displeasure that made Zim instantly speak up. "Greetings, but it is fine to call me by my name along with Gaz in the privacy of our quarters."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Tenn stammered a bit nervously. "I just..."

"Is there a problem, Tenn?" Zim inquired.

There was no other choice but to tell them about the conversation with Pressner and her feelings about it. She was glad not to be interrupted by either one of them as she went on before finally finishing off by saying, "And that is why I believe I should head back to Irk because it might force him to fight on our side."

There was nothing from Zim or Gaz as they stared at her. Tenn couldn't even hear them breathing. She didn't hear Gaz stand up to stand next to Zim. Will they explode at her? Lock her up for insanity? Really having no sound around was deafening.

"That is very risky. You can't possibly believe he would snap to attention to not only save you and your smeet, but Irk itself?" Gaz asked calmly. "If anything, he would just make sure to bring you to that place he lives instead."

"I know that, Gaz, but I'm willing to take that chance." Looks towards Zim. "You know why, Zim. Wouldn't you do the same thing?"

Zim narrowed his eyes with that question. "That smeet inside you may of been a product of a one night stand between you and a known assassin, but it is still an innocent smeet."

Gaz heard the protective tone in his voice as she reached out to touch his arm to calm him. Words failed her right now.

"It is commendable that you want to help save the planet. Our race. But, Tenn there is no guarantee that this would work." Zim informed her being careful to enunciate each word out to her.

Tenn stood up straighter. "I do. I understand everything and I would like you to consider please."

Zim was silent again before he responded. "Let me think about it and I'll get back to you."

"Thank you, Zim. Gaz."

Gaz waited till she was gone to start counting down to Zim's eventual pacing in which he did on the count of one making her just watch him wear a hole in the floor. She didn't wish to speak right now unless she heard him say something so she just waited to see where his brain was taking him.

"You know I wouldn't feel this way before. I would of just let her do this to save Irk."

Gaz heard the anger in his voice. "You angry because you have all these feelings now?"

Zim paused to look over at her face. "If you are implying about my feelings for you? No."

Smiling politely there, Gaz still kept up a natural tone of voice. "I know that, Zim. Wasn't saying anything about that. I'm talking about Jack. Ever since he came into our lives I noticed how much more into smeets you are. It makes you think things. I'm thinking them too. I don't want anything happening to her much less to anyone else on Irk, but who is to say that Psyllic isn't gonna just stop at Irkens and just head to Earth? We are guessing here and it is driving us crazy."

"Fuck! How Zim loves his Gaz right now!" Zim exclaimed reaching out to her to touch her.

Gaz squeaked at him picking her up. "Seriously, don't laugh at me! Those come out involuntarily."

Still chuckling at the squeak, Zim was tempted to make her do it again, but thought against it. "I'll try not to."

Patting his shoulder, Gaz composed herself. "We'll think about her idea. Give it serious thought and then we can hate ourselves later for our stupid decision."

"How can you think it would be stupid?" Bringing her up higher, she squeaked again making him grin at her. He loved that sound.

Gaz hated the squeaking sound. "Anything dealing with whatever is going on is stupid. The enemy is stupid."

"You love saying the word stupid a lot." He observed lovingly.

When she grinned widely most would run and hide at the unnatural way it looked on her unsmiling face, but to Zim he found it endearing even when she said, "I just love how it rolls off my tongue, that's why."

That was his Gaz's simple logic. He loved her logic all the time.