I'm going to try to make this chapter twice as long! So if it takes longer for me to add this, then you'll have to understand because most of you asked for longer chapters!

I love thinking to myself that when I update, someone out there goes "[gasp] Making Amends updated!" and clicks the link.

WARNING- I will most likely have more typos in the chapter do to the fact I almost broke three of my fingers on my dominant hand. All are horrible bruised and one is cut. It makes the writing particularly difficult. But I will continue to type and use my left hand instead.

Making Amends

"Which way are we going to go? Because I don't know which way the town is. You do, right? Oh! And did you remember anything yet?" Wheatley babbled on, speaking of their eventual destination and her memories.

"I'm pretty sure that we should head this way." Chell pointed down a path that was barely visible through the growing wheat. Both of them were sitting on the ground in the shade. "Are you ready to start moving?"

"Sure," he smiled, standing up. He held out a hand and helped her up.

"Thanks." She returned the smile. She led the way, and he stuck close behind.

She paused and gritted her teeth before continuing to walk on.

"You okay, Chell?" Wheatley asked, concerned.

"Yeah. Just a bit of a headache. It's no where near as bad as the one I had before. It only means that I'm getting my memories back," she explained.

"Do you think I'll get my memories back too? Because I think it'd be nice too. What if I had an adventure with a lad I knew when I was little and there was... I dunno, we did something on roller skates with water balloons. You know, it'd be nice to have memories like that!" Wheatley dragged out his part of the non-exsistent conversation.

She smiled. "Yeah. I think you might. It's possible that Aperture had some type of... memory shield installed that took away any thought but survival and... science."

"Oh. Cool! But it's gonna hurt if I do, huh? I know it. It's gonna hurt," he frowned, following after her still.

"It did for me. But don't worry. I'll sit with you, if you get a migraine like mine."

He smiled at her. "Thanks, Chell." It was only a moment before he remembered what he had done to her. It was the ever-growing guilt that hid in his mind, showing it's face at the worst moments.

He was silent for the next few minutes, causing Chell to look back at him, a little confused. "Are you okay? You're being quieter than usual."

"Hm? Fine, fine," he mumbled taking on a small frown.

"It can't be. You would talk if it was," she reasoned.

"You are right..." he sighed. "I'm sorry, Chell. I'm sorry I did all those things to you... The testing... The insults... I, I tried to kill you..." They had stopped. They were at the edge of a forest now, the one that Chell had walked through only two days before.

Wheatley looked like a child who had his teddy bear taken away. He was frowning and seemed like he was about to cry. She gave him a soft smile and spoke gently to him, "It's okay, Wheatley. I forgive you. I am not mad at you. Just think that, okay? Everytime you think about it, think about how I've forgiven you. Okay?"

Wheatley smiled. The child had gotten back his teddy bear.


The sun seemed to be only just slipping down behind the horizon, creating a purple haze in the sky that was cast over the two adults as they walked through the woods.

"It's quite nice in these woods, isn't it?" Wheatley spoke, moving onto his next topic. "I like it. It's quiet and you can hear birds. I like birds. Weren't very many of them back in the labs and such. They're really pretty animals. One time my friend Jerry and I found a birds nest that was empty, so Jerry suggested that we-"

"Wheatley, look," Chell interrupted, pointing down the path.

"What is it?" he asked, following where she gestured. A few yards away, there was an old rusted sign that read "Phoenix: twenty miles". "Is that the town then?"

"Yeah. It will probably take us... Two days. Three days tops," she stated.

"Oh. Good. Have you ever been to Phoenix? The name sounds familiar. Isn't that a type of bird?" he rattled on, Chell listening to his ramble. She was glad that he enjoyed talking so much. Chell herself never really talked much. She was naturally quiet, though he had managed to make her speak more. She felt obliged to answer any of his questions since she was the one ho had brought him out of a robot's cold life to that of a human.

Wheatley stopped suddenly, and clenched his teeth. His hands went to his temples as pain sat in his skull.

"Wheatley? Are you okay?" Chell asked.

"My head... It bloody hurts!" he whispered. He grimaced in pain before she slipped an arm over his shoulders, guiding him own to sit.

She let him lean on her, holding him as he was wracked with pain from his memories returning. He buried his head into her shoulder as a kind of hope that it might lesson the pain.

To Chell, Wheatley's headache seemed to be much worse than her's had been. With her's, she had only had a bad migraine at worse. But his seemed horrible. As though there was much more that he needed to remember.

She snapped herself out of her thoughts and continued to do her best to comfort him.

Wheatley was lost in pain and memories, or the snippets he was getting from them.

"Test subject number- ...Scientist's d-... stasis"

"...the good of science..."

"... GLaDOS... toxins..."

"Wheatley... need to leave..."

"... Leave her... work. Don't... needs to test!"

"Attachement... subject... result... removal from biological area-"

"... submitted for testing... transfer to core..."

"Begin transfer."


Miles away, GLaDOS was rebooting. The starting process was slow. It took over an hour for her to regain full control of the facility.

"Well. That was an interesting expirience. For science," GLaDOS practically growled.

She took only a moment to send Atlas and P-body to another test. Almost immeidiatly, turrets began to fire on the two robots. P-body managed to dodge behind a weighted storage cube, though Atlas wasn't as lucky. P-body watched as her friend was destroyed and reassembled only a meer three feet away.

Ignoring them, GLaDOS over-viewed what Chell had done after re-entering the facility. She had been aware of everything that the human had done, but had no control to stop Chell.

GLaDOS grew a bit irritated, seeing how Chell had freed Wheatley from his punishment in space. Anger surged through her circuits when she saw that Wheatley was now human.

"Time for my next expirement..." the large robot whispered and began to search through her test subjects.