Dib hated going back to their quarters to see Tak looking anxious as she relayed what happened while he was gone. While he only came to just apologize it sent a trigger effect to Tak's nerves making her hate those thoughts in her head again each time she blinked her eyes. It was those flashes of memory that had her shaking in Dib's arms right now as he tried to calm her. He wished he was here when that asshole visited.

"Ugh. I feel sick inside right now, Dib." Tak mumbled out. "I hate him."

Dib understood the hatred since he felt the same way about the guy himself so the best thing he could do right now was to offer his undying support to her.

Gaz came out of the bathroom after washing herself to see Zim still in that mood still. It wasn't too surprising, but he was making her look like the happiest person that ever existed right now. She understood completely after years of knowing him and after all that has happened making her step in front of him as he sat on the foot of the bed just frowning away.

Softly she placed her hands on the side of his face to hopefully stray him away, but when his eyes didn't flicker she kissed the top of his head. "Zim do you wish to share what is on your mind?"

Zim's only response was to wrap his arms around her to lift her up, and have her straddle his lap. She of course squeaked when he did that making him look up at her face with a slight smile. "What would you do if I done this a long time back while sitting on my front step when you approached me about something and I told you about what was troubling me?"

"I would of socked you." Gaz answered truthfully.

Zim had a look on his face that most would think demented, but to Gaz it was normal as he said, "Awww the good old days." Looking down at her wearing a robe and straddling him, he grinned devilishly. "I miss those short skirts a lot."

Gaz felt devilish herself as one half of her mouth quirked up in a smile. "Want me as a Queen to strut around in those short skirts and give the other soldiers a show each time I join you on the bridge? I bet you remember the guys in school and how they..."

"All right, all right already! I get your point, my demoness." He hated the memory of every guy in school drooling after her it was sometimes bad when he actually saw some of his own soldiers look at her in that way.

"But if you tell me what is on your mind besides your penis I may wear a short skirt in the privacy of our quarters for old times sake." Gaz hinted at as she went down to kiss his neck.

He was distracted by that feeling she was giving him the second he felt her hot breath against his skin before she went and pressed those soft lips there. "Ohhhhh I'll tell you, little Gaz just please do that again after I'm done."

"Deal." Giving him one little kiss, she went to look back into his eyes.

"I'm perfectly happy being a Tallest. Enjoy it actually even if I'm fairly new at it and felt lost and unsure after..." He dropped off when he was about to say about her clones suicide thinking it was really her. Gaz obviously knew what he was getting at when her eyes went down. "Everyone complained that their biggest problem was me and I hate to say it but I'm chump change compared to the Plegerins trying to wipe out Irk and all us Irkens included. Miyuki popping up doesn't exactly help my sanity, but I guess I can get some things settled away. That bastard is not only trying to take you away, but he is also harming you in the process! I fucking hated seeing you in that position, Gaz."

"Zim, I'm stronger than that you know that. I love that you care about me, but don't let it consume you. I told you not to do that. Don't make me your weakness. I'm sorry you feel this stress piling up on you, but you are handling it quite well compared to how you were when I first knew you." She kissed his lips. "I still feel really guilty about that clone."

"Gaz..."

"No, Zim I do. I wish at times I could take it back."

"But then I would of kept up the Invasion. You were right about that. I was obsessed in having you." Zim had to make her understand that.

Kissing him between the eyes, Gaz had to make him understand again. "You grew up in more ways than one. You aren't that blow hard that I once met. You are someone who will defeat these guys and anyone else because you've learned so much along the way. I'm sorry for most of the blame you got when it came to my mother's death along with Spork, but you were destined for this. You are supposed to be far superior than any other Tallest before you." Kissing him again, she whispered, "And I know how much you love to be superior."

Zim grinned at her. His demoness knew him too well.

After an interesting conversation with Tak, Tenn stood there at the balcony just looking out resting herself against her folded arms. So Pressner paid her a visit. Cracking her neck with some anger she was very aware of a visitor in the room behind her since he became very frequent as of late. Closing her eyes, Tenn didn't wish to calm herself as she reared herself around to storm up to him.

"What is your problem?" She demanded. "You may think it was of best of intentions to go to her to apologize, but it wasn't!"

Pressner almost yelled back at her but held his temper in check. "I'm sure she is upset at me because I did a lot of horrible things to her, but she did deserve it."

Tenn's antennas were practically flinching from her stress right now as she stared at him. "Yes she does, but do you think she would of accepted it with open arms right now? No! You did something to her that is unforgivable."

"Tell me exactly why you are so angry at me."

Tenn felt her smeet kick her forcing her not to react to it as she stayed to glare at Pressner. "You know very well why."

He still refused to raise his voice to her when he was in the wrong here. He would never back down before, but looking how enraged she was made him feel another foreign feeling deep within that made him wish to claw at himself. Guilt. It was nothing but guilt. Pressner stumbled a bit, but regained himself only to slump in a nearby chair hating himself. The mother of their own child hating him.

Tenn didn't know what to say right now as she watched him in his deep thought. "Perhaps you should leave me be."

"You know how impossible that is to do, do you?"

Tenn stared at him till she focused on another figure that came into the room. "Oh what now?"

Standing up immediately, Pressner stood between Tenn and Elias. "What do you want?" Pressner asked unhappily.

Elias looked past him to Tenn. "Father says it is time to bring her."

Shaking his head he narrowed his eyes at the brat. "I will not force her. He should know what stress does to mothers."

Tenn had something around her wrist allowing her to call out for help as she studied them both.

Elias didn't care as he readied himself. "You are breaking the contract if you go against us, Pressner."

Pressner looked a bit taken aback as he realized something. "You are here on your own accord you little brat."

Guards came bursting into the room aiming their weapons at both Elias and Pressner as Tenn went back a little more as a few guards covered her. She knew there really was no place to hide from such beings, but she hoped this deterred them. Well it deterred Pressner more than Elias as Elias went on the attack as Pressner instantly got angry at him before turning to look at Tenn for a moment. Tenn wasn't stupid as she saw the guards in front of her flung out of her way as he went running up to her wrapping his arms around her body protectively before transporting them elsewhere.

Seeing where they went to, Tenn glanced up to him worriedly as she recognized the place. "You brought me back to your home again."

"If anyone is going to tell me about my job it would be Psyllic and not that snot nosed brat." Pressner stepped away from her. "I know you hate this, Tenn, but Elias is not to be trusted. Elias is more of a snake than Psyllic is."

"Take me back. I will not give up on my planet."

He knew she wasn't and he wasn't gonna argue with her, but he certainly wasn't going to bend right now seeing she was in danger. That child inside of her was in danger too. Pressner hated to just leave her hanging, but he left her there alone.