Title: Jealousy In Digital

Rating: M

Warnings/Pairings: Chell/Wheatley, One-sided GLaDOS/Chell, There are a lot of references to sexual practice. It was very specific to the prompt. Spoilers for Portal 2.

Summary/AN: This was done as an off-shoot fill for the kinkmeme. The fic in question was "The Punishment" by conquerorwurm – an companion plot that they and another author came up with, which I offered to fill. The original story is excellent and it should be read both because it's excellent… but also since this really is obviously her idea than anything I intend on doing with Tick Tock. However, this can also hold its own if one was to read it first. Since I was already using a similar premise for Tick-Tock, I wanted to get some practice in writing GLaDOS.

I'd like to note here that Part 3 was somehow missed in the original posting – so if this story has seemed like it made a strange jump between the Interlude and Part 4, that's why. It gets posted as I've mentioned on the Kinkmeme as well which can chop it strangely

Part 8: The Reunion

He was drawn to the strange little room in the back parts of Aperture because of the warm flickering glow that was emanating from it; nothing like the harsh overhead lights of the facility. There was also the unusual, but not unpleasant scent that hung in the air around it, somewhat cloying. The scent as it turned out was coming from two rather large chocolate cakes and the pleasant glow was candles.

Short of actually seeing Chell again this was about the nicest surprise he could have asked for. There was even a table and a soft place to sit. He removed his long-fall boots and sank into the couch, snuggling into its corners and hitched the table with the cake towards him in one long, smooth pull.

"Man alive…" he muttered, reveling in the feel of the softness of the material he was sitting on, the soft give under him, of being relieved of the ache of the boots jarring his feet with every step and jump. He gave the goo covering the cake an experimental poke. It didn't look like a very appetizing colour and with his luck it was probably potato-flavoured or something. It didn't smell like potatoes so he hesitantly poked his finger into it and with a shrug popped the blob of icing into his mouth.

"Brilliant." He breathed. It wasn't killing him and it tasted one million times better than potatoes. With no utensils to speak of he dug a large glob out with his hands. "Bit messy isn't it, this stuff."

A few short hours later, licking his fingers to clean them he felt much better. His stomach was a little sore, but then Wheatley had never experienced the feeling of overeating as he'd never had more than or even as much as he'd wanted before in his short human existence.

Laying on his back seemed to help with that, so he settled back on the bed-type thing (it was in fact a couch, another thing he wasn't to know and within moments had drifted off into one of the best rests he'd had since that first night together with Chell.

Presently Chell was unaware of just how close Wheatley was, as GLaDOS was definitely suspicious and she couldn't partake of her favorite hobby.

The A.I wasn't sure of what, precisely but the human was hiding something from Her, confirmed by just how much attention She'd been paid today.

For her own part, Chell knew she'd made a mistake. Wheatley was different now but he was still a computer in a human body. He may have mastered test chambers but there were so many things he was still unsure of and so many things GLaDOS was confident and learned in. If she could just keep the AI occupied for just a little longer.

Here she was, thinking as though she could do anything with this body weighing her down? No, she didn't blame her child, how could she? It hadn't been asked to be born because a crazy machine had wanted a new Science experiment had it? It was a laugh though to think she could do anything this way. She experienced a lot more discomfort now, even if she could have dreamed up a feasible plan. There were all sorts of bumps and wiggles coming from inside her, like little bubbles.

Child is kicking. Female is experiencing discomfort from this experience

Wheatley was on his own, but she could at least try to avoid 'surprises'.

She jumped up when she noticed how GLaDOS was observing the monitors, or rather, she staggered up, nearly overbalancing

"So." The AI swiveled around to look at her. "You are worried about something. You've proven to me that you are going to ignore me all these months and now you're interested. You found something interesting that you don't want me to see."

Thinking as fast as she could, she interlocked her thumbs and flapped her fingers, nodding at the shadow on the wall.

"Ugh, you ARE terrible. Birds." The AI spat. "Probably remembering the time one tried to eat me. Probably were going to try and fight it for me! Were you touching yourself to ME?"

That's exactly what you want to hear, isn't it?

"…Me getting pecked away at by a bird?" she added, to stunt her own reflexive mental dialogue.

In a wild idea, Chell hefted her bulk over to the AI, running her hand down the side of the chassis. She wasn't being exactly comforting, she was looking for something.

"What are you doing to me?" GLaDOS snapped.

Female is behaving….motherly?

GLaDOS didn't havethe energy to delete Caroline. Wasn't this what she'd been looking for all this time? Attention from the irritating little monster?

There was a little button attached to the side of the chassis and cautiously Chell dragged her finger over it, as though by accident. The effect was instantaneous: GLaDOS shuddered massively.

"What…are you doing?"

Chell didn't miss the huge sigh that managed to escape, nor the tone of something like a robotic version of human breathlessness. This button did something good. Something that She liked. She touched it again and GLaDOS actually moaned in appreciation.

"S…stop, you murderous perverted…ooooooooooh…."

Isn't this exactly what you want? (Not Jealous).

Chell toyed with the button mercilessly, listening as sounds of euphoric release were forcibly ripped from the chassis. It appeared that given the right stimulus, not even the mighty GLaDOS was free from the Itch.

Chell's features softened as the robotic body bucked and spun, it's consciousness attempting to be angry with her but in spite of her caustic words when she could get them out. GLaDOS seemed to actually be experiencing happiness in as much as she could feel it. She'd kept Chell around, she wanted human test subjects perhaps because…she was lonely?

Chell was a bit (not much) gentler.

There was such a difference between the AI above her and Wheatley. Wheatley had been an open book about his euphoria: excited, joyful, desperate, needy and all too happy to enjoy it. GLaDOS was a machine. A powerful machine but a machine nonetheless. Their enjoyment wasn't the same. GLaDOS would never really need anyone. She wasn't selfish, she simply didn't know how to be human or how to want a companion.

Chell stopped pressing the button and gave the large chassis a pat, where it drooped all the way to the floor. Satisfied that GLaDOS would be temporarily stymied, she stepped back over to her monitor and sat down as quickly as her cumbersome body would let her.

She found Wheatley mercifully quickly, her heart giving a surge of joy when she realized he was close and she knew where he was. She put her hand to her stomach suddenly – it had gave a stab of pain, flicking through a few test chambers further out and walked up to the still drooping head of GLaDOS.

Rubbing her abdomen, she pantomimed walking.

"Alright…go." GLaDOS croaked out wearily. "It's not like I have to worry about you running away…"

Even as she said it, the AI could feel strength return to Her body. She was not Wheatley or new to euphoria and this only a very temporary rest. Lunatic had…done a number on Her…on purpose. Like everything else she did. To Her.

Female…is…experiencing…pain.

Good for…her.

Chell could only hope to power-waddle down the hall, one hand on her aching lower back but she was moving as fast as she could with her desire to see Wheatley again. Atlas chirped brightly at her as she passed but she only spared a wave.

It wasn't hard to find that little room and there he was in the flesh, curled up on the room's tatty old couch. It was funny, he had all that height to him and he always slept curled up as though still in his sphere form. Chell sat down nervously and put out a hand on his hip, as though she couldn't believe he was real.

"Bloody hell!" Wheatley was instantly awake and had his portal gun trained on her in a trice. For a moment, Chell was worried he was actually going to fire (who knew what that thing would do on a human body) when his face lit up in recognition. "Chell!"

She winced as he dropped the device with a clunk, closing the distance between them in one stride. "You…you're enormous! Bloody massive!"

She huffed at him. Same old Wheatley. Tactless as ever.

"I mean," he hastily backpedaled "that you're still brilliant and beautiful and um…" he caught on. "This is what…I did, didn't I. With our little humans? Well BLIMEY I didn't think I was doing that to you! This is awful! It's not normal, right? She's DONE something! I'VE done something! Hurt you again, didn't I? "

She shook her head, patting his leg. She was unsure of how to answer – in a way he had done this, but the truth be told, being pregnant was one of the most 'normal' human experiences she'd ever had in her life. She prayed he would take her comfort as enough and not ask any questions she couldn't answer. Explaining a lot of things without words was hard enough, let alone something as complex as the science of human reproduction to someone who just a short time ago hadn't even understood sexual intercourse.

There was one thing she could explain though. She put her hand on her stomach, just beneath her shirt and waited. She felt the kick and smiled.

"That's…That's…" Wheatley was not getting a lot of this 'inside' business, but he did grasp what she was trying to tell him. For the first time in his life, he was lost for words, only managing a rather strangled "Wow."

Chell, for her own part was taking advantage of her companion's unusual bout of silence to get a good look at the changes he had undergone which she had wanted to do ever since she had been the audience of one to his little moment of pleasure. Right now she was feeling up his arm. He still had the same face and he was still a little too thin for a man of his size, but he was not the pathetic creature she'd found shivering in the halls who could barely put one foot in front of the other let alone go through nine months of GLaDOS' most devious chambers.

He'd done it for…well, they were…a them now weren't they?

With as much mobility as she could manage, she heaved herself at him, grabbing him in a fierce hug and kissing whatever part of him she could reach, tears streaming down her cheeks. She tried to use the sleeve of his jumpsuit to scrub at the tears, she was being ridiculous, it was all these mood swings, nine months of solid GLaDOS with plenty of opportunities for real tears. Here she gets to see the one person she wants to see and suddenly waterworks?

"Did I say something wrong again?" he sputtered. "No, no, that's not it. You're smiling and doing that nice thing with your mouth and myrrrrph." She forcefully cut him off with a kiss, pulled away and smiled again.

He sighed. "I'll never understand this human thing properly, but I'm happy too. Ol' Wheatley's happy too and I'm going to get you out of here and we'll both leave. You and me. Like I said when we first met, luv."

She smiled at him, hands clutching his jumpsuit and wandering lower.

This one he got instantly. "Oh, you want to solve that test again. I'm up for that, I can tell you. I've had enough of Her kind. But um, it won't hurt the little humans will it?"

Chell shook her head.

"We'll just be…careful." Wheatley dragged out the last word right in her ear and it sent goosebumps down Chell's spine.