Alternative catching Wheatley
Chell walked into the next chamber. A broken ball launcher was on one side of the room. She wouldn't be able to get passed this test unless she pried the door open. That was when she saw the little, blue core. He was relieved when he saw her because he thought that she had died from the fall. An orange portal appeared underneath Chell.
"Pop a portal over there and I'll meet you on the other side." Chell did what he told her to. She walked to where he was on the rail as he told her that he would die if he was disconnected. "One…Two…Three!" He yelled and moved back. "Okay going on three gives you to much time to think about it. Let's go on one this time." Chell put the gun down. She didn't want to break it.
"One!" Wheatley yelled. He heard a splat noise as he landed. Chell was on the floor bleeding. He wasn't sure if she was dead or just severely injured. She wouldn't have time to heal. They didn't have food or any way to make sure she wasn't suffering from extreme blood loss.
"If [SUBJECT NAME HERE] has any medical insurance an Aperture Science trained doctor will be released from the nearest entry." The announcers voice clicked on.
"Please tell me you have insurance." Wheatley told Chell. He rolled out of her arms and looked at her waiting for a response. Of course she never said anything. Wheatley was apparently heavier than he had thought. "She was the last live human in the entire facility and I just killed her!" He yelled. He turned himself off with no hope of ever being able to escape.