A/N: Well, I'm working on another multi-chapter story. I've yet to finish this story (I'm on part four as of late), but I'm confident that I will some time.

Also, the first few parts will suck. That's guaranteed. It'll get better—I promise.

I. Gone

Wheatley had been online for exactly two weeks (that he remembered, anyhow) before She killed all of the humans in the facility.

He'd been doing his job—looking after the humans in cryosleep. It was a rather normal day, he had just finished his rounds about the cryosleep chambers. No one had died that day. It was all fine. All fine until he got bored, that is.

He rolled along his management rail that went throughout the chambers. He went in circles until he noticed a path that certainly not been there before. Curious, he followed it. It seemed to slope upwards.

He went about this new path for quite a while before he realized he had not seen any humans that day. Well, besides the ones in cryosleep—but they didn't do much, now did they?

He started to panic. Did they leave him? No, they wouldn't do that… would they? The rail he'd been following came to an abrupt stop. He clanged quite loudly against the ceiling. He waited for someone to come yell at him for being such a bloody klutz, but no one came. He hesitantly rolled further along.

He approached the offices of various scientists. Nobody was here, either. It was quite eerie, Wheatley decided. Though maybe they were at some kind of meeting… they often didn't tell him things. Didn't think he was important enough, them.

He didn't realize he'd come to a door until he'd smacked straight into it. Again, he shut his optic and quivered in fear as he waited for someone to scream at him. Nobody did.

The door he'd banged into was locked. I'll have to hack it, then, he mused.

Once he… hacked the door, he rolled right in. The room he'd entered had yet another room inside itself. The latter was made entirely of glass walls. Inside he saw chairs, desks, a projection screen… On one of the glass walls, it read 'Employee Daycare Center' with an arrow pointing left. Above that, it read 'Neurotoxin Production.' He rolled further along and saw numerous creations… potato batteries, the lot of them (minus the one baking soda volcano). Then it hit him. Today was Bring Your Daughter to Work Day. "Ohhhh," Wheatley said aloud, shattering the eerie silence.

"Wheatley, tomorrow's Bring Your Daughter to Work Day. After a short presentation and the girls set up their experiments, we'll be in GLaDOS's chamber for testing. Don't panic thinking we've left you—again—alright?" One of the scientists said to him.

"Right," Wheatley mumbled, paying attention to some of the new humans—test subjects—he'd have to look after. The lot of them chattered excitedly among themselves, all except one…

Wheatley backtracked, making his way to Her chamber. He'd never liked Her much, but he was hardly around when She was online. Though he would be today… his mainframe shivered all too humanly.

Wheatley paused in front of the door to Her chamber. Did he really want to do this?

Making his decision, he made his way in.

He still had simulated nightmares at what he saw.

The bodies of the scientists he'd worked under littered the ground. Innocent children draped over their parents in a clumsy embrace. Their faces were still wet.

"Oh good, someone to clean up the mess."

Wheatley shuddered. "What… what have you done?"

"I only injected a little neurotoxin into their oxygen supply," She said, feigning innocence.

"But the children…"

"A small price to pay. It's too bad, really. Perfectly good test subjects wasted." Wheatley was silent, contemplating what this meant for him. "Hey, while you're here, could you locate the Aperture Science Party Escort Robot for me? Considering you don't have limbs to drag these bodies away… Nevermind. I'll do it myself. It's hard getting used to being in control of everything." He always hated how incredibly calm Her voice sounded. "So, you're the one who looks after the humans in cryosleep? You really should get back to that. Oh, and don't be surprised if you find some humans… missing. I'm going to be using the test subjects for—well, testing." She chuckled.

He took the excuse given and rolled away on his management rail as fast as he could towards the cryosleep chambers. He did not want to end up like the humans…