Zim heads back to check on Dib to see if he's okay or not. Zim was relieved to see that he wasn't dead.
"Dib? Are you okay?" Zim asked, "Dib!"
No answer from the unconscious boy. Zim didn't like that at all.
"He's just sleeping. He lost a lot of blood. But he'll be okay in a good few more hours." The nurse came in on to check on Zim.
"Uh... can you... help people... when they are... when they want to die?" Zim bluntly asked the nurse lady dead serious.
"Excuse me?" The nurse asked confused.
"Can you help people not kill themselves?" Zim asked her again.
"I don't understand what you're saying." The nurse answered.
"He's trying to kill himself! How hard is that to understand?!? Zim doesn't know what to do to save him!" Zim screamed and felt tears roll down his face and he looked at his own tears in shock.
"Who are you?" The nurse asks, "Why are you so worried about this boy?"
"I'm his friend! I've been helping him and he keeps on trying killing himself!" Zim cried. "And... and... me too... I want to... die." Zim started crying harder.
The nurse and her coworker stared at Zim with shock and confusion on their faces. Zim didn't even care. He sat there and cried while the nurse stared at him in awe.
The nurses and doctors jumped when a man in a trench coat grab the medical clip board from the bed and slam it so hard against bed railing that snapped in half.
"I knew that doctors and nurses are fucking trash! But to be this fucking trash! To stare at a child crying in pain begging for mental health! You can better believe I'm going to have a word with Big D about checking your credentials and making sure you're all removed from duty!" The man screamed at them and they turned pale with horror.
"Forgive us Doctor Zeek! We'll get on right on helping the child!" The nurse cried with the doctor.
"Don't even fucking bother! The get fuck out this hospital! Go find yourselves a new job! Because you're too fucking dumb to work here!" Zeek screamed.
They run away and Professor looked at Zeek not sure to be impressed or scared, "Fucking amateurs!" Zeek growled and spun around to gently hug Zim.
"It's okay. It's going to be okay. I'm going to make it all better." Zeek assured Zim gently giving a head pat and Zim melted and cried into Zeek's shoulder.
"Uh... sorry about my outburst Professor. Just... that really ticked me off. Forgive me. I'm usually not so aggressive." Zeek tells Professor softly trying to comfort Zim.
"Nah. I understand." Professor told Zeek, "Honestly I felt like having my own little outrage there, but you beat me too it." Professor explained.
"Can you really help Zim? Can you help Dib?" Zim whimpering crying in pain.
"Yeah. I can. It won't be easy. I'll fight hard for you both. I'll fix this. Somehow." Zeek swore.
"Please... Zim... doesn't... Zim can't... Zim doesn't want to die. Zim doesn't... Zim knows Dib doesn't want to either." Zim cried in almost incomprehension cries.
"I know. I know. Just let it all out. That's gonna be the best way for you to heal. You're both safe now." Zeek assured him.
Professor picked up the broken clipboard to carefully read what they wrote about Dib's injuries and treatments.
"I don't want to lose either of you. Not like this. You're both too important to me." Professor said softly.
"Zim is important to lab man? But Zim... doesn't understand... we're enemies." Zim tell's Professor softly as Zeek gives Zim more head pats.
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ZaDR Oneshots (Invader Zim)
Fanfiction-on hiatus- A bunch of one shots involving your lovable Zim and Dib as they go from enemies to friends to lovers or straight from enemies to lovers. Summary for oneshot is in each of their begin chapters. Angst, violence, death, blood, gore, and yea...
