The last thing Chell heard was the voice of Wheatley, "Tough Love". She remembered the warmth of his lips, she ran through her head all the events that happened just before she passed out. Her cuts were healed by Wheatley, He some how went insane and started attacking her, she was soon pinned down and was losing lots of blood. That's about it.

Why would Wheatley do such things? If he loved her, why? Why did he hurt her like that? Why would he...

Her eyes were cracked open, she saw a blurr of vision. She heard, crying... It sounded like a man... Wheatley?

Her eyes opened a bit wider and she saw a light above her. She quickly covered her eyes to keep herself from being temporarily blinded. Turning to her right side, her vision slowly came into focus. She saw...Wheatley?

Wheatley was sitting in a corner, silently sobbing. Every once in a while she'd hear..."Sorry...", "...I'm so Sorry..." and "...Forgive Me..."

She looked around and found that she was on a bed. Same as before. She saw that there was a scalpel that was not very thoroughly wiped from blood in the trash can. She noticed it was the scalpel Wheatley had used.

Sighing, she laid her head on the pillow, and shut her eyes once more.

(Somewhere at Aperture)

TAP! TAP! TAPPITTY TAP! TAP TAP!

GLaDOS was sitting at a moniter, she was typing something. She looked very serious and seemed like she didn't want to be bothered right this second. Soon, she stopped, on the moniter read: TRACKING: ...

As she waited she watched another moniter which showed ATLAS and P-BODY testing. They just made it through a test and onto another. She reached for a mic that was near and turned it on.

"It seems as if Blue is taking a vacation. Orange gets 20 science callabration points." She then turned the mic off again.

Orange then slapped Blue and blue seemed to rub where he was hit as if hurt. GLaDOS giggled. They couldn't feel pain, they sure acted as if they did though.

Her smile was washed away though when she heard a ding and returned to the moniter with the green lettering surrounded by a black background. It read, FINISHED.

The location was shown as to where they were, she smirked. "Perfect. So you two stowaways ran there, huh? ...See you soon..."

(Back at the Hospital)

Wheatley turned around and took a glance at Chell then turned back. What was wrong with him?! He hurt her in a way he didn't even want to think of.

He ruffled his hand through his bright blue hair. Tears were rolling down his cheeks, his relationship with Chell would now be stained. She'd never forget that! Why...He would've never done anything like that even in his nightmares!

Sobbing still, his limbs hung down as he thought of her. "I..love her..." His tear stained cheeks started to turn red. He sniffed, soon after he heard a yawn and took another peek behind his back.

Chell was sitting up on the bed. She looked confused, she looked as if she was trying not to make eye contact.

Wiping his tears, he stood up from where he was sitting and turned to Chell.

Even though she didn't want to, Chell looked up at him. She didn't say anything, she was mad, sad, and confused. She gave him a look tha seemed to say, "Why are you even looking at me right now?".

Wheatley put his hands behind his back then when he started to walk towards her, he showed that there was no weapon in his hands. He didn't want her to run away, he then put his hands behind his back again. When he was a foot away from the bed, he saw that she had scooted to the other side of the bed.

"Look...I-" He started.

"...Shut up..." She sighed. Her hands raised up to the back of her head, she was starting to be uncomfortable with her hair up, she then pulled her scrunchie out of her hair. All of her brunette hair fell to to her middle back and her bangs released into her face. What relief it was to have it down from having her hair up for how many years? She didn't even know. She put in cryosleep with her hair up, she didn't remember how long it's been.

Wheatley was amazed and didn't know that Chell would look so, so...beautiful with her hair down. He raised a hand and reached for Chell, only for it to be stopped by her own hand.

Chell tightened her grip on his hand as she remembered the events of the other night. She looked into his calm, bright blue eyes that seemed so...sad... The other night whe he attacked her they looked frightening, dark, and killer.

Her grip loosened, Wheatley was surprised that she hadn't yelled at him yet. Chell just gazed into his eyes. He gazed into her eyes as well. She raised his hand up to her cheek.

"I heard some of your whispers...and, I have to say...you're really sweet...You've been flirting with me from the beggining...and..." Sighing she pated his hand then continued. "...And...I...I love you..too..." Blushing she looked to the floor then back up in his eyes.

Wheatley smiled, he didn't think she would say that from what they went through the other night.

Chell then thought about the other night, her blush faded and she averted from Wheatley's gaze. Why did she say she loved him, after THAT. It's true that she did love him, but she didn't want him thinking she loved him for THAT.

SMACK!

Chell wacked Wheatley right on his cheek. Wheatley's cheek was now glowing bright red, like it was about to bleed. She forgot he was human now. She didn't apologize though, not after last night.

"And that's for last night..." She said softly.

Wheatley was rubbing his cheek to help it feel better. It hurt like hell. "I-I deserved that! Last night was...I..I didn't mean it! ...I'd never-!"

"I know you wouldn't...you're too...well, sweet..." She held his hand again, and chuckled. Even though Wheatley looked as if she would cry, she couldn't help but laugh, his faces always looked well, comedic. In a weird, funny way.

Quickly, she jumped up and gave Wheatley s small smooch on the cheek that hurt. "Aww... Does that feel better!~"

Wheatley blushed, then smiled again.

Chell giggled, then laughed. Soon after, Wheatley was laughing as well.