Dimensional Portals.

Hi everyone, it's me again! I'm back with another chapter of Wheatley being Chell. Enjoy.


Chapter 2: We'll Meet Again.

"Wake up!"

No…just go away.

"WAKE UP!"

Wheatley's eyes fluttered as he pried them open, watching the world around him spin slowly. He lay there for a while, his mind blank, his eyes empty and he couldn't move any of his limbs.

"I'm not sitting around with you in the form of a potato, you moronic lunatic." GLaDOS' loud but static filled voice cut through the silence and Wheatley turned his head to look at her yellow optic, exhaustion and confusion plain on his face.

"I know we've had our differences." The potato began after a short pause and Wheatley moved his head to stare at the ceiling again.

"Listen to me."

His dull blue eyes drifted in and out of focus and the A.I. realised that he had concussion and the back of his head was trickling with blood, matting his soft hair into red sticky knots.

"Wheatley, talk about anything."

She had to keep this fragile, annoying human awake for as long as possible while she negotiated a truce. With what seemed like a huge effort, his hands lifted and signed, his eyes widening with surprise.

You just called me by name.

"We need to put aside our differences for a while." GLaDOS shot back, ignoring his comment. Her light cut through the inky blanket of complete darkness. "Morality Core can't find us down here. Her systems can't travel down this far."

Wheatley suddenly shifted and pulled himself upright, heaving with the unwanted exertion. Blood dribbled down his neck and added to the little puddle of it on the metal floor. He put a hand on the wall and gingerly got to his feet.

"What are you doing now, fool?" GLaDOS asked in her usual uncaring tone as he groped for his portal gun, shivering because it felt so cold down there. Her optic flickered when he picked her up and raised her to meet his gaze.

Now what?

"Even though you tried to murder me twice, that idiot has no idea how to work this facility. I need to be put back in control. I'm sure even a moron like you could figure out how to do that." GLaDOS resumed like she hadn't been interrupted. "I...need your help."

She appeared annoyed at having to admit dependence on him and his eyebrows furrowed as he glared at her.

Why should I?

"You can look at me like that all you like. It doesn't change our situation." GLaDOS said, sounding like she was talking to a two year old.

Wheatley swayed as he attached the portal gun to his right hand.

"I hate saying anything particularly nice to lunatics like you, but you have concussion. Sit down."

Wheatley ignored her, fighting a dizzy spell as he picked her up from where he had temporarily placed her and attached her form to one of the appendages with a quick stab.

"Ow! You stabbed me!" GLaDOS cried out in surprise.

Wheatley continued to ignore her, squinting as he weakly felt his way along the corridor, leaving a tiny trail of blood droplets behind.

Like it or not, he and GLaDOS were now partners.


She'd been nicked by a bird.

A bloody BIRD of all things! How the hell did it get down here anyway?

He'd only placed the portal gun down for a second to fiddle with and untangle some potentially live wires hanging in their way and then she'd called him a moron very loudly as the crow cawed and took off in calm flight.

So now he was stuck trying to find a stupid, selfish potato. Great.

He still felt the effects of the head injury and a massive migraine decided to make its presence known about ten minutes ago. Wheatley could barely see properly, let alone think. He'd guessed by now, with a little help from Queen Monster, that he was in the older parts of Aperture. Chamber after ginormous chamber spread out in front of him every time he managed to open a door and Wheatley started to wonder muzzily whether he was traipsing in circles. They blurred into one room after a while.

Eventually, when his legs were trembling from the effort of trying to hold him upright, he reached a cavernous chamber where walkways lay damaged beyond repair and pipes glistened wetly in dank puddles. Long structures grew from the ceiling and Wheatley stared upwards in awe, wincing when he realised the effect that had on his poor head. The man wrapped a palm around his scalp in pain as he sighed lightly and aimed the portal gun at the nearest white panel.

Might as well get going.


He'd found her. Oh man alive, he'd unwittingly stumbled across GLaDOS again! What a stroke of luck!

Giddily, he hurried over and flapped a hand to chase the bird that was pecking her away.

"Oh thank goodness, it's gone! I hate birds." GLaDOS intoned.

She almost didn't notice him sink to his knees in the middle of the grimy floor, suddenly rasping with exhaustion and oncoming fever.

"Wait, where are you? I can only see so much from this nest, moron." She answered in annoyance.

Wheatley lifted his head to lock on to the source of the insult, face haggard with bruise like circles under his glazed orbs.

I'm tired.

"We need to go. I have a reckless idea that just might work. I shorted out a few times, thanks to the fact that I'm running low on 1.1 volts, but I'm still alive, like always. No thanks to you."

Wheatley didn't care.

He was utterly spent; running around on a wild potato chase had done a number on him and his battered body couldn't take it anymore.

Stop talking…please.

His feet scrabbled on the tiles as he yanked himself to a standing position and he managed to sign something with clumsy wrists and fingers.

I…don't feel well.

GLaDOS observed with disgust and a growing sense of dread as he struggled to remain conscious.

I'm going to die, aren't I?

He was going to die and she was going to stay trapped in a potato for the rest of her existence. He might as well have been a walking radiator, he was so hot.

She could only hope he had enough strength to fight off his sickness.

"Humans are so weak."

I'm…sorry.

Wheatley finally passed out, floating in the small comfort of his mind.


You know I said this would be the last chapter of Wheatley taking Chell's place in Portal 2?

I lied. Sorry.

There will be an interlude between this and the final chapter for this, so stay tuned!

Love Lily. X