It had been a couple of days and Zim sat on the bridge almost clutching his head with some regret as Gaz sat calmly next to him, and Skoodge shifted nervously around to the other side of him. Zim was getting irritated at the shifting wishing he would attempt to act like Gaz right now.

"Are you sure it was really wise to send her to Irk?"

Zim slowly turned his head to look at Skoodge directly. "Don't question me." He spoke slowly. Irritated.

"I know it was tough to do, Zim, but please keep your head on straight. I hate worrying about you." Gaz told him telepathically.

Zim smirked at her thoughts. "I love your words, my purple demon, but I can still hate this idea."

Inwardly she sighed. "That's fine because I do too, but we need to have faith."

Silently he reached over to place his hand over hers wanting to feel her touch.

Pressner was attending to other matters when he felt her. Felt that strong pull that made him glare out towards another Plegerin soldier ahead of him as he silently cursed. The female that was with him merely smirked at the strange being as she continued doing her strange magic into the ground before standing up.

"Will you join us full time or stay where you live after all this is done with?" She wondered curiously.

Pressner was extended an invitation from Psyllic to be a full member, but seeing what he did to his own race, why would he want that? "I haven't thought of it and possibly not."

The female looked him up and down with some disappointment marked in her eyes. "Pity. I hoped you would. Maybe you'll reconsider it."

"Doubtful. I am just a hired hand." Moving along the plain they were on he felt her hand on his arm. "Yes?"

Her green eyes were flirtatious as she neared his face. "How about if I make it worth your wild?"

"Still not worth it." Was his reply as he pulled away.

Of course the soldier was insulted as she simply huffed away just to disappear. Pressner didn't care as he went to the next place where he knew he had to go. A place he wasn't expecting to go just yet until he stood in a chamber standing face to face with Tenn who seemed to obviously be expecting him.

"Why are you on Irk?" Stepping closer to her he almost grabbed her. "Are you mad?"

Tenn remained calm against Pressner's obvious stressed exterior. "No."

Pressner observed her posture. "Zim allowed you to come here. Why? Is he mad?"

"He may be thinking he is after coming to this decision I mean after all I'm the one who approached him." Tenn was very self assured right now.

"While I admire your boldness, Tenn, but this is not prudent. Not for you and not for our child. Please reconsider." This time he held her hands.

Pulling her hands away from him Tenn went to sit on the couch to rest her legs. "No. This is my home. These are my people. Unlike you who destroyed your own kind without so much as a second thought to it, I cannot do that to my own. I understand I must protect this smeet, but what kind of mother am I to allow so many of my own kind to perish? What kind of example am I leading?"

Coming over to sit next to her, Pressner wanted to touch her. "You are an Irken who was raised to Invade and yet you are speaking to me of conscious? You know how hypercritical that seems?"

"Perhaps, but do you see me killing my entire race?" Tenn countered back easily enough. "Don't lecture me about my own kind when I've known since I was a smeet. I didn't sit here one day and thought that one day it would be fun to eliminate the competition and one day take advantage of an Irken before using her as a weapon."

Pressner sat back unable to determine what to do or say at the moment. He was lost.

Tenn requested the computer to draw a special bath for her. She really felt some pain right now in her feet and just wanted to relax. Hearing her bath was done she stood up. "I'm still not changing my mind."

Pressner heard her footsteps as she walked away from him. He sat there for a while just thinking before standing up to walk to where he assumed her bathroom was and walking in as if it was all right for him to do it. Seeing how she looked up at him he got on his knees beside her to cup her face with his hands. "You make strong points. Very strong points." Kissing her longingly he then stood up just to stand over her to take in her appearance in that tub. With regret he had to leave again.

Dib wandered into the Tallest chambers feeling that pull to go inside and to find himself feeling his mother's presence in there. It was still so soothing after all these years to feel.

"Mother?" Dib asked cautiously.

"I'm here, Dib." There was a slight pause from her. "Just waiting for your sister to arrive."

As if on queue, Gaz stepped inside. "Zim is still sore at you."

Materializing just a bit to show them her old form, Miyuki's expression was so soft and sad at what she said. "I understand and he had nothing to do with what happened to me. I admit I used it as an excuse to make my exit because it was near my time to do so."

"Why?" Dib wondered. "Why was it your time to exit Irk and why was it your time to leave us?"

Her eyes went up past them as if thinking. "I knew there was trouble coming. Sensed it. That device Zim made provided the best cover. It is sad to think that he is still blamed for that."

"What do you mean by sad? Zim has talked about this from time to time with me. He hated to be blamed for something that wasn't his fault!" Gaz was livid. "I may of been a wired wrong person all these years, but I heard him long enough to when he wanted someone to talk to and he talked about that. MOM! You have any idea what that did to him?!"

"Gaz." Dib said her name calmly in hopes of calming her down, but Gaz shook her head.

"What about that other Tallest? Was that his fault as well? Tell me. TELL ME!" Gaz ignored Dib. "My husband is not happy right now and I'm not happy with that." Looks towards Dib. "And you. If this happened with Tak you would be like me right now. Am I correct?"

Dib was at least grateful she asked that question to him with no venom in her voice as he nodded. "Actually, Gaz you are correct there." Looks towards Miyuki again. "Please talk to us."

"I will talk to Zim soon, but for now I wish to talk to my children for right now. I promise you I will speak to him, Gaz." Miyuki was so soft spoken it was sometimes hard to hear her. "It was the Control Brains bidding for me to obey because they felt something was out of place in the Universe. Something that would spell the end of Irk. They didn't know when it would happen, but it was a given due to some almost well hidden echoes. I was told to fake my death and unfortunately Zim provided the excuse. Zim who they say is a defective, but not truly."

"Meaning?" Dib asked softly.

Miyuki glanced over to Gaz. "You already sensed it inside of him long ago. Those hidden little treats of his."

"Yes, just like Dib." Gaz responded in almost a hiss since she was still pissed from earlier.

"Red and Purple were my successors along with Spork." Rolling her human formed eyes at that, she almost scoffed. "Zim wasn't mature at the time so we needed someone to fill in the spot till his time came. As for me, I had to leave Irk. Leave the galaxy and ended up crash landing on Earth meeting up with your father." She smiled a little there. "Your father actually did believe in UFO's Dib. Pity he decided to say you were insane when you started going on about the paranormal and stuff. I have had to hit him over the head so many times."

While Dib almost spoke, Gaz waved her hand around to signal for her to keep going.

"While there was nothing wrong with me physically, your father insisted I hide out with him at the house instead of me building a base. Was it instant love? You can say that. He fascinated me to no end so we ended up marrying and figured we couldn't have a kid so we made a clone of him, but added some of my DNA so it won't be entirely just him." Miyuki explained almost laughing at the memory. "You were so beautiful, Dib. It was such a joyful moment to see it all successful. A miniature him and then when I found I was pregnant with her we figured it was a double miracle."

"Are you alive or dead?" Gaz blurted out.

"Gaz!" Dib honestly couldn't believe his sister at times.

"Think about it, Dib on why I'm asking this question besides you know I'm not very tactful."

Miyuki raised an eyebrow up at her daughter's attitude. "I'm in between actually. I couldn't exist in one plain any longer in order to still exist so here I lay until I gain enough strength. It is only now during this time of need that I'm able to start coming back."

"Well not fully." Dib muttered out as he still watched her form wavering a lot.

"Your father is with me and while he is indeed passed on, he is doing his best at what he could do to help. He understands the importance." Miyuki stated. "The reason why he is on my plain is because it was his solemn wish. A wish they granted for him."

Gaz just stared at her with an expression that was completely unreadable before she turned her face to Dib. "Tenn went to Irk in hopes of forcing Pressner to our side."

Dib had a feeling his face looked weird by how contorted his face felt right now. "Why? Why did you guys let her go?"

Gaz looked saddened. "It was her idea and it was really hard for Zim to accept the merit in it." Her voice turned more regretful. "Don't get angry at him or myself since I even agreed to it. Really it wasn't easy to want to accept it."

Dib was at a loss for words. He wanted to say things, but what to say exactly when it is all jumbled up in a massive car wreck?