When she woke up it was dark, but not too late, because there were still humans riding those 4-wheeled boxes around. Wheatley was standing up, fixated on the skies.

He spun around to face chell. "Ah. You're awake. Good." Chell nodded and rubbed her eyes. She followed Wheatley's gaze up. The stars were incredible, they took her breath away. "What are these amazing little lights!" Wheatley laughed. "I've never seen anything like them! It's like... Like billions of little lightbulbs in the sky! I overheard a test subject talking about these before." Chell smiled at his bewilderment. It was then that she fully forgave him for everything he'd ever messed up. "Stars. He called them stars..."

Chell could see the stars, but she could also see the moon- a memory of how she'd saved Wheatley from a forever life in space. As if thinking the same thing, Wheatley found himself staring at Chell again. When she scanned down from the sky, she caught his eyes, two glimmering stars on their own. "Thank you, by the way, I ah... I never thanked you for um..." He chuckled awkwardly. "Saving MY life." Chell smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder. "You really are kind for doing that- I mean, I even tried to KILL you and you saved me against GLaDOS's orders! That was pretty badass, you know, I can't thank you enough." Chell sighed and held back giggles. It was pretty badass, she thought to herself as she stared beyond the hill back to the city's own stars, glimmering windows and street lights. She could see people walking down the streets, innocent, happy, oblivious, normal, perfect people.

Her heart she'd tried to tape together with possibilities of the future was in rough shape all of the sudden. Her past would never be just left behind, it would always be following her, every time she tried to sleep, every time she tried to focus, every time she tried to make a step forward. It was the same for Wheatley, but maybe a little more. He had, after all, tried to kill Chell. He winced as he thought of it.

"Well, it's getting around curfew..." Wheatley sighed. "There's got to be somewhere to catch some rest down there." Chell was suddenly aware of how hard this would be, being back with other humans, being mute, being money-less, being so... Different. She turned to Wheatley who was smiling his oblivious, optimistic smile. When he noticed her expression was melting from relaxed to worried. This made him frown and adjust his glasses as he struggled for the right words.

"Ah... Yes, you're... You're nervous, huh? A-and with good reason too, I'm worried too..." You moron. This is going nowhere. Wheatley decided to just cough up whatever he really wanted to say, what he'd want someone to say to him in that moment.

"Listen. This is a big step for both of us, it's bloody terrifying, I mean, hell, I'd never even stepped above ground, you don't talk, and you might still have some very minor brain damage. But you know, there's nowhere on earth I'd rather be than right here? I'm with you, and we're being faced with this... This GRAND opportunity to become human! And it's a lot to do, but maybe, if we stick together, we can make it. These people seem... So normal, and it's intimidating. Who will let us into their homes? Who will feed us? Who will give us new jobs to feed ourselves with? There's got to be at least one person who can sympathise. You humans... You're... You're really incredible creatures. There's so many of you, so many different kinds, whereas, the AIs, they haven't been shown much emotion, they've never had the chance to reflect, to realize there's more. I'm really, really excited, actually. I'm lucky, yeah, that's the word. So, just down this hill, there is our portal to our whole future. Would you like to cross over with me?" Chell stared for a moment, in awe of Wheatley's surprisingly solid proposition. She gave him a quick nod and he took her hand, leading her to the glimmering city.