Nora moved ahead of the others. She was ready for her revenge, to put Wheatley back in his place. She didn't care about anything but finding Wheatley right now. The smugness in his voice still rang clearly in her memory. Was that his voice she heard just ahead of her? No, it was Kurt trying to call her back. She ignored him and sped up. She was planning out what she was going to do when she saw Wheatley again when suddenly, a heavy net flew up in front of her and pull her off of her rail. She thrashed around as much as she could to no avail.

"Nora!" Kurt called. "Where'd ya go?"

"Kurt!" Nora called back, but she was suddenly dumped into Wheatley's lair.

"Who's Kurt, love?" Wheatley asked as he stared down at her.

"Um, no one," Nora said, looking away from him. She couldn't even bare to look into his eye.

"Oh, Nora," Wheatley said. His voice was so tender and weak. He sounded on the verge of tears. "Nora, love, I missed you so much. I-I've been so lonely. I had Doug for a while but he got fed up with me just as everyone else does."

Nora wanted to cry from hearing him like this. Despite her anger, she had missed him so much. But she still kept her gaze away. He had been horrible to her.

"Nora, please look at me," Wheatley whimpered. "Please, I need to see your beautiful eye again. I missed you so much! Please! Look at me!" Wheatley let out a sob but tried to contain himself from actually crying. "I'm so sorry for what I did to you! Truly, I am sorry! I love you, Nora! I was a monster to you, I know, but I need you. I didn't know just how much you mean to me until you were gone. I need you, love."

His words sounded so sincere that Nora had to look at him. There was that kind blue eye that she had grown to love so much. There was her Wheatley.

"Oh, Wheatley," Nora said. "I….I missed you, too. I just realized how much I really missed you. You seem different now. Different from the jerk that had hurt me."

"I was absolutely miserable after what I did to you," Wheatley said. "And I felt even worse after I heard that Doug didn't know where you were. Nora, I love you so much. I will never hurt you like that again."

"I love you, too, Wheatley," Nora said. "Please, promise me we will leave this place. Please."

"You know I can't do that." Wheatley's voice suddenly became more stern. "Someone has to stay here to run the facility."

Nora sighed in disappointment. "I thought you had changed."

"I have! I swear I have! But you know someone has to be in this body and…..Well, would you trust any of the bleeding Nanobots to do the job?"

"Well, there must be a core we can ask to take over," Nora said, wondering if she should suggest Kurt or not.

"No!" Wheatley exclaimed. "I have to be in charge! No one else is competent enough!"

"You're not even trying!" Nora yelled. "Don't you want to leave with me?"

"Nora, I'll get back to you," Wheatley said. "I need to check on these Cubes really quick."

"What in the name of everything good are those?" Nora asked as she spotted the Frankenturrets that Wheatley had created on a monitor that he had installed in his lair. There were two turret heads squished into a Weighted Storage Cube. It had only two legs to pull itself forward. The robots had to struggle to hop around and try to find a purpose. There was a large button in the chamber but none of the Frankenturrets wanted to step on it because they were all clearly terrified.

"For god's sake, you're boxes with legs!" Wheatley complained. "That's literally your only purpose! Walking onto buttons! How can you not do the only thing you were designed for?"

"Wheatley, what the hell are those things?!" Nora asked.

"Quiet, love," Wheatley said, turning to her. "I'm using them to test because you wouldn't."

Nora could tell that he was trying to make her feel guilty, and all of the anger she had previously felt rushed back into her.

Wheatley turned back to the monitor. "Warmer. Warmer. Boiling hot. Boiling—Okay, colder. Ice cold. You're arctic now. You're very cold. Very very very cold. LOOK, JUST GET ON THE BUTTON!" He paused as the Frankenturrets chirped. "Oh, that's funny, is it? That's funny? Because we've been at this for twelve hours and you haven't solved it either so I don't know why you're laughing! You've got one hour! Solve it!" He turned back to Nora. "So where have you been all this time?"

"Wheatley, how could you do that to those poor bots?!" Nora demanded. "What you did was cruel!"

"Nora, you're speaking too loud, love," Wheatley said. "I don't want to have to mute you."