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Chapter 3

“Dad. . .Zim. . .help. . .” Dib woke with a start.
“What’s wrong, smeetling?” Said Zim, reaching his side in less than a second.
Taking a deep breathe, Dib tried to wave Zim off, but the alien was intent on hovering over him like a mother hen.
“Please, don’t. . .don’t touch me. It kind of burns.”
Backing off, Zim took his hands away from where he’d been trying to examine Dib’s neck.
“I think it was just a bad dream.” Said Dib, rubbing his skin.
“Bad dreams don’t cause burning skin, smeetling. Let me look – I’m just going to look.”
Reluctantly, Dib took his hands away and allowed Zim to inspect the skin of his neck, and then his arms.
“AHA! Those filthy hair-mongers have been here!” Zim pointed to a needleprick mark on Dib’s forearm, then began to search his own skin. “They likely took me unawares as well, although I’m not feeling any adverse effects – I’ve probably got a stronger constitution than you do, smeetling.” Zim found a similar needle-mark on his thigh, and nodded sagely.
“I wonder what they did.” Said Dib weakly.
“Probably something we should be glad we were unconscious for.” Zim snorted. “You should rest. Conserve your energy.”
Dib nodded. He felt feverish. Gingerly, he lay back down.
“Zim. . .” Said Dib.
“Yes, smeetling?” Said Zim, taking his place beside Dib’s bed.
“Thank you.”
Zim frowned. “For what? I didn’t. . .I couldn’t keep them away.”
Dib smiled. “It helps just to know that you’re here.”
Looking away, Zim shrugged.
“Zim. . .listen. If someday, maybe even someday soon, they take me away from here. . .you. . .you shouldn’t worry about me. I’ll be okay.”
Zim turned around to look him in the eye. There was something in that look – Dib couldn’t read it. He didn’t think Zim believed him. There was more than that, too. . .
Dib turned away. He didn’t think one look could ever do so much to him – maybe it was just the fever. Settling back down, he tried to sleep.

The fever didn’t abate.
Zim took his hands away from Dib’s wrist and felt his cheeks and forehead again.
“Y-ep.” He said, for the third time.
“What?” Demanded Dib. He hadn’t slept in five days and he thought he might be starting to hallucinate.
Sighing, Zim crossed his arms. “Well, I couldn’t tell for sure without a more thorough examination.”
“No! You’re not looking at my. . .” Dib covered his crotch protectively. “Just tell me what it is!”
“Hmmph. You’re not going to like this, earth-Smeet. I’ve seen this before. It’s not pretty.”
“It can’t be that bad.”
Zim pursed his lips and checked Dib’s pulse yet again, suddenly awkward.
“What? What!?”
“It’s a virus.”
“Yeah? And?”
“And I’m immune. . .”
“Oh, bully for you, Zim.”
Zim couldn’t seem to bring himself to meet Dib’s eyes. He kept looking anxiously over at his neck and his hands, as if afraid of the symptoms he saw there.
“I don't know what it's called. The dirt-monkeys have already injected me with it. It’s. . .some local filth. I survived. So will you. But the next few dozen cycles are going to be very unpleasant.”
"A few dozen cycles. . .?" Dib shook his head, incredulous. “This can’t be right. . .They wouldn’t do that. . .”
“But they did, smeetling. What kind of creatures did you think you were dealing with?”
Dib shook his head. He was one of those creatures. Or at least, he’d been raised to believe that he was – that the most important part of him was still, after all was said and done, human.
Dib curled himself up in a ball and tried to calm down.
Only a minute of silence passed before he lost it. He began to shake with sobs.
“Hold me, Zim?”
Zim had no idea how to comfort with touch – the instinct had long since been left behind by a species bred in cold glass tubes. Dib clung to him and all he could do was passively allow it, though it finally occurred to him to bring his arms up around the boy. It seemed to be exactly what Dib needed.
Zim had no idea why it should be important to him to comfort Dib – he didn’t question that, for the moment, it felt right for him too.

Dib was back at skool. He hated skool. Even though his father had perfected the holo-disguise that made him physically indistinguishable from the other kids, he’d always felt that they’d known somehow. Ms. Bitters was searching the hall. He could see her shadow creeping towards him – it grinned at him. Terrified, he ran.
“Dad. . .Dad?” Dib remembered at one point calling, as he wandered dazedly around the habitat. Zim couldn’t restrain him anymore – even though he stumbled a bit when he walked the halls, he did less damage to himself that way than he did thrashing around on the makeshift bed. The fire in his blood wouldn’t let him stay still. His feet were a mess of sores opened by the pacing.
“I’m sorry, son. . .can’t let you out now. . .virus. . .still highly contagious. . .” He heard from a distant, hidden speaker.
“Didn’t know. . .had to evacuate. . .tests over soon. . .sorry. . .”

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