the following day, Wheatley got dressed, walked out of the room and towards Glad0s's chamber, once he reached there he was stopped at the door by an emancipation grid and two turrets, "hey! You!"
Wheatley raised his arms over his head as the two turrets advanced on him, "what? I need to see Glad0s!"
as if on cue, the Imancipation grid went down and the doors opened, "Wheatley! come in and see this!" he heard Glad0s scream
he ran in and screamed a bit himself, there, standing on the elevator platform, was Cave Johnson.
"m-m-mr. Johnson..."
the buisiness man straightened his tie, "and how the hell do you know my name?"
Glad0s walked up to him with tears in her orange eyes, "s-sir..."
Mr. Johnson walks up to her, "Caroline...you've had your hair cut."
She began to cry and embraced him, Mr. Johnson was taken aback, "c-Caroline...this isn't professional..."
She hit him on the chest weakly, "shut up! Just shut up and let me...let me hug you..." She squeezed him tighter and he saw she wasn't going to stop so he hugged her back, he looked around, "what on earth have you done to the place?"
She put her ear to his chest, "you're not wheezing or coughing!"
Suddenly a voice sounded behind them, "i brought him here from another dimension so that I could make a deal with you."
They all turned to see a man in body armor wearing a trench coat, the bottom portion of his face was obscured by a face mask and his eyes were obscured by black goggles, a shock of red hair spilled out from under a black fedora hat, "I require something of you, Glad0s."
Glad0s sighed and turned to look at the man, "who are you?"
"My name is unimportant, what I need is a central computer for my ship."
Glad0s raised an eyebrow, "and what do you propose I do?"
The man smiled, "you're a central computer aren't you?"
Mr. Johnson blinked, "Caroline, what is he talking about?"
She put a gloved finger to his lips as they continued the conversation, "I could create one for you to format to your ship, but I've spent too much time at Aperture to leave now."
The man smiled, "alrighty then, if you could transfer me into a body like yours..."
Glad0s blinked, "what?"
The man walked up to her and groped at her left breast, she swatted his hand away, blushing hard, "your body is only 89% biological, I need your computing power so I can control my ship like you control this facility."
Glad0s looked at cave, who was looking at her concernedly, "Caroline?"
She looked back, her eyes were glassy and wide, "I'll do as you ask."
A few minutes later, she had escorted the man to the conversion chamber where the machine that had recreated Wheatley stood.
"Get into the pod." She said with a sigh.
He obliged and waited as she typed in some things, Mr. Johnson looked in awe at the machine, " Caroline, what is this magnificent contraption?"
Glad0s smiled at the mention of her old name, "quite simply, Mr. Johnson, it takes out all the stupid bits and puts machine parts in their place."
Mr. Johnson looked at Glad0s, "so that's why your skin is so gray..."
"Exactly." She gave him a peck on the cheek and Wheatley felt a twinge of jealousy, however he noted what she had said earlier about it being a fling between them and not something else.
And then once again his thoughts drifted to Chell, how she had protected him and helped him since the two of them had met, Glad0s sensed this and turned to face him, "you deserve better than her."
Wheatley sighed and turned away, "you wouldn't understand, I fucked up, If I could do it again I would, but..."
Glad0s raised an eyebrow, "do what again?"
Wheatley looked up at her, "20 years ago, you, me, Chell."
Glad0s nodded, "ah, the year I woke up to the fact that I really was corrupt, so I'm assuming that you would re do the events that took place 20 years ago."
Wheatley Nodded and Cave Johnson smiled, "sounds like a job for science to me!
