Wheatley was HERS.

No one else could have him.

All hers.

Soon he would love her like she loved him.

The first thing Wheatley noticed upon waking up was that he was still on the floor in the fetal position and that his back hurt.

The next thing Wheatley noticed was that he was not in his apartment's bedroom anymore. He was in someone else's. One with a with a window.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" He called.

No one answered. He could however, hear footsteps.

"N-no, not this again. Not this again. This isn't happening." He mumbled.

The footsteps were coming closer.

In order to avoid being attacked yet again, he braced himself against the door with all his weight.

And by the time he realized it was the closet door he was bracing, it was too late.

The door slowly creaked open as a figure emerged.

Damnit. Why'd this have to happen to him?

"H-h-hello!" He tried to fake cheerfulness, but failed miserably.

She smiled. A dark, evil smile as she closed the door.

"Um, not sure about you, but it IS a thursday, today, and I DO need to go to work, today. Uhh..."

"You're mine." She whispered.

"WHA-NO! Nononononono! I am not yours! I'm mine! You can't have me!" He yelled frantically pushing himself as far as he could away from her, hoping he would shift through the wall.

"You're mine." She repeated, much more declaratively.

"NO! I have had enough possessiveness for the duration of my life! SHE was bad enough!"

"No one else can have you." She said. Slowly taking a step forward.

"N-now let's not get hasty! How about I make you a deal, you let me go, and I'll get out of your hair. Alright? How's about it?"

"I love you." She said. Taking another step.

He felt like retching "WHAT?! NO! GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MADWOMAN!" He yelled frantically.

"Do you love me?" She asked.

"NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! THIS ISN'T REAL! IT'S JUST A BAD DREAM!"

"Love me!" She said. Pouncing on him.

"GET OFF OF ME! THIS ISN'T HOW YOU MAKE SOMEONE LOVE YOU YOU CRAZY FEMALE LUNATIC!" Wheatley yelled, eyes wide with horror.

"NO! YOU'RE MINE!" She screeched, kissing him horrifically for the THIRD time.

Seriously, she needs some new material.

Gathering up as much strength as he could, Wheatley threw her off of him and used the first escape rout he could come up with.

By jumping out the window.

A pound of broken glass and a bruised leg later, Wheatley started running to the safest place he could think of as fast as he could.

The police department.

Looking back, he could see the Crazy Lady following him, which just gave him an incentive to run faster.

When he got there he ran into the back room screaming. "HELP! HELP! I NEED HELP! THERE'S A CRAZY LADY FOLLOWING MEEEEEEE!"

Lucas, shocked by Wheatley's sudden entrance, came up to him and tried to calm him down "Hey, hey, calm down. Wait, what do you mean a 'crazy lady'?"

At this opportune moment, Chell came in mumbling "He's mine. All mine. No one else can have him." over and over.

"THAT'S HER! Please keep her away from me!" He yelled.

Lucas, thinking Wheatley might be over reacting, went up to Chell, "Oh hey, Chell, how are you?"

She grabbed his shoulders and shook him, screaming "HE'S MINE! WHERE IS HE?!"

"WHOA! Calm down!" He said.

"NO! GIVE HIM TO ME! HE'S MINE! YOU CAN'T HAVE HIM!"

"Okaaay..." He said, a bit frightened himself, and put her in handcuffs and pulled her into the Questioning Room and locked the door.

"KEEP HER AWAY FROM MEEE!" Wheatley yelled while shivering in the fetal position in the corner of the room.

"I will! What did she do?" He asked Wheatley.

"She-she attacked me in the back of the cafe and put her lips on mine and then she kidnapped me and took me to her apartment and tackled me and yelled at me and I had to escape and she followed me and-and..." He said, not pausing once to take a breath.

"Whoa, she actually did all that? She seems pretty obsessed with you, it'll probably be best to admit her to a mental hospital." He said.

"I don't care what you do with her! Just keep her away from me!" Wheatley said.

"Are you alright? You're shivering quite a bit." Lucas asked him.

"I-I'm fine. Just need to rest for a bit." Wheatley said.

They both turned to look at the window The Crazy Lady was pounding on screaming "GIVE HIM BACK! HE'S MINE!".

Good thing the room was sound proofed.

A./N.

Hello anonymous reader!

Any and all valid criticism or feedback is greatly appreciated!

WOO! 20 Chapters and 15k words! Time to cut the cake!

My three main characters:

Insane Childish GLaDOS.

Insane Chell Obsessed With Wheatley.

Wheatley.

Thanks for reading and please enjoy!