Zim stood over Dib. His lips were blue, his skin pale. Zim gently touched his arm. Cold. Too cold. Zim looked at the computer screen, information on the human body plastered everywhere. Dib's body temperature was too far below what it should be. Idiot.

Tried escaping through the air ducts? Zim had learned long ago how easy it was and had programmed them to exterminate anyone who crawled around in there.

Zim tried putting heat packs on top of Dib and wrapped him in a blanket. Dib was asleep and Zim didn't know if he was just tired or dieing. Zim rubbed his temples. Humans were so complicated and fragile.

He checked Dib's breathing. It was slow, very slow but he was still breathing which meant he was still alive. Zim impatiently made sure his heart was beating and waited for him to warm up.

It was just going so slow.

Zim checked him temperature. It was rising. But his heart...slowing?

"No! Stupid Dib beast you're supposed to wake up! Rrrr! Stupid stupid stupid!" He stormed off into the other room. "Inferior...idiotic...bodies..." Zim came back with a syringe. He inserted it into a slot in the computer.

"Computer! Load files on the human body. All of it."

A whirring noise started up and in a few seconds it popped back out. Zim took it and positioned it on Dib's arm. Lining up with a vein he slowly stuck the needle in, and carefully pushed down until all the liquid was gone.

Zim stood back.

And waited.

Meanwhile, Dib dreamed.

At first, there was nothing but cold. Cold everywhere. It hurt.

Ice, there was ice covering him. He was encased in ice under water. It hurt to breath. No one. There was no one to help.

It was so cold. He was alone. He couldn't scream. He couldn't move. He was alone.

Numb. Now there was no feeling. Numb. He still couldn't move. Darkness now, no light. It was like floating.

Then there was a voice. It was muffled, he couldn't quite hear it. Dib opened his mouth to say something but not a sound came out.

The voice was calling again. It was louder this time as if it were angry. Dib hopelessly floated.

Suddenly there was light, and color, and warmth. Dib blinked his eyes and found himself in his room. More or less his room. Something was off. But He couldn't place it.

There was someone next to him. Gaz.

"Gaz we have to finish the project." he said. The project on beavers. The one they needed for skool.

She stared at him then stuck her tongue out.

"I don't wanna work with you Dib."

"But we have to. The teacher said so."

He blinked. Gaz was gone.

Dib walked over to open the door but there was no door knob.

He pushed on it but it wouldn't budge.

When he turned around he was no longer in his room. Instead he was in Zim's base.

Zim was in front of him. He reached out his hand and grabbed Dib's arm. He tugged on him.

"Come on." he said. "Come on."

"Where are we going?"

"Come on! Come on!" Zim pulled him this time, "Come on come on!"

He started running and Dib had to try hard to keep up. Zim stopped and smiled. He opened a door and stepped inside. Dib followed.

"Where are we Zim?"

The room was huge, gigantic. And empty. Zim sat in the middle of the room. Dib sat down next to him.

"Let's play a game," said Zim, but his voice was strange, almost too soft.

Dib nodded.

Zim leaned over and kissed Dib. Dib scooted closer. Something shifted. The room slid around and the next thing he knew there was no one there.

"Zim? Zim where did you go?" Dib stood up. He walked back to the door and when he opened it he was outside Zim's house.

He had a watch and on it was agent Dark Booty. Dib had a camera in his hand.

"And what ever you do," Dark Booty murmured, "don't let it touch you."

"What?" Dib didn't understand. But Dark Booty was gone instead the watch was black. Dib found he also had a gun in his other hand. He stared at it. He didn't know how to fire a gun.

Dib walked up to the door, and stepped inside.

Zim studied the moniter.

Dib's heart rate was increasing, his organs weren't as damaged and parts of his brain were returning to normal.

Zim nodded. Good.

Now he could only wait.