AN: Sorry it took a while to get this one started. I swear this happens a lot with my fics. The first few months, I'm updating every week and then it slowly declines until I'm updating once a month. Yeah, it's not really fun. I'M SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT TOO, AGH!

Chapter 6 (Surprises Up Sleeves)

He still couldn't get over the fact that he finally knew her name! After all of this time, he didn't have to call her "lady" anymore. He didn't have to make up acceptable nicknames and pet names no longer. Wheatley could call her Chell, her rightful and true name (that is, if she hadn't lied to him about that out of insecurity). As far as Wheatley knew, no one else actually knows that woman's name, with her name being cut out of the files, nobody knows. Probably even she didn't know, which, by the way, was a big accomplishment for him. Other, normal people never really put thought in the amount of trust that person has to give them when they introduce their selves. And it's obvious because no one would want to introduce to a robber, murderer or traitor because who knows what they could do with a name. Names are personal and giving them way takes more trust then anyone would ever think of. We just never really think too much about it. So, that must mean, she must trust Wheatley at least a little bit to give him her name, right? Or maybe he's just thinking about this a bit too much.

Chell did trust him; she had to, at least a little bit. Well, mainly put it, Wheatley hoped that she trusted him because he was growing rather fond of the human. He liked her, he liked her a lot. Although she didn't talk (or maybe couldn't talk), she listened to him, all of the time. He liked that about her. It wasn't only that she was a good listener, she was also good on her feet, agile and smart as a whip (unlike him). She could get out of anything if she had the determination and the persistence to do so. Chell was just so…different compared to the other test subjects he had taken care of, all those years ago. Most of them had many issues and illnesses from being stuck in suspension for so long. She was the unique one, probably the only one that he had liked. She was also…in a dangerous way…beautiful… Whoa, whoa, what!? Where did that come from? A human, being beautiful? They're just furless primates, what is he thinking? Alright, let's just, ugh. Let's change the subject! That seems like a nice idea!

"Hey, moron. I'm guessing that you want to go outside, again…" Her obviously annoyed voice echoed through the lonely halls, sending chills to whomever that hears it, and Wheatley got out of his thoughts. Wheatley was so lost in thought that he barely realized that he was walking towards her chamber to visit Chell yet again. Although this time, he got a weird feeling before he went outside. It was a sick, uncomfortable feeling and it couldn't have been an emotion, can it? Oh, let's get to the point. Something wasn't right here. He couldn't get over that feeling that something was wrong, the moment he realized where he was. It was like an instinct, that is, if artificial intelligence had instincts the way animals do. There was something about this that Wheatley didn't flat out like, but he didn't know what it was so he just replied as politely as he could to GLaDOS. "Erm, yes please." Ugh, the feeling was bugging him; it was like remembering a face but not being able to think of the name to match with it. It made him feel that he knew what was going on but his idiot brain couldn't help him. The feeling made him think that he was stupid and helpless, even though it was just like a subconscious warning. Something wasn't right, something was not right, but the question is, what is that "something"? Hmmm…

GLaDOS sent a lift to the surface but at the inch he tried to step foot in it, the gates closed, as if it was her way of saying "too slow". "Not so fast. We need to talk." She stated coldly, sending fearful chills in Wheatley's circuits. "She can't know about that, right? God no. No…no, she's just…she's just making me feel like a moron. Just toying with little old Wheatley, that's all that she's doing. She doesn't know that I'm taking care of this human right? No, no of course she doesn't. Its okay, Wheatley. Everything's fine as long as you act natural…" His thoughts practically screamed at him. "Uh, w-what do you want to t-talk about, miss? Is something wrong?" He stuttered, trying his best to hide his fear and concern. "Please don't say yes…" Wheatley prayed in his artificial thoughts.

"Yes, something is very wrong. Something that you have done and something we need to work out." Her venom of a voice, hissed, causing poor Wheatley to freak out even more. "Oh no, no, no, no, no! You don't mean…" Wheatley panicked.

"Oh, yes, I know what you are hiding. A shame that you thought you could hide it from me, when I was the one who programmed your new mainframe." GLaDOS paused before continuing, "You see, I have access to every single file that is in you. I can have the power to see what ever saw or have seen. At first, I'll admit, I thought it was a waste of time. Nothing of my concern. Although, after you started to get jumpy about things and going outside everyday for no apparent reason other than just 'enjoy the outdoors', I took advantage of the opportunity. And, for once, I'm actually impressed. Congratulations. You made it this far without the lunatic killing you and you even thought you could get away with it without me knowing." A slow applause entered the room, but for once, Wheatley could tell it wasn't her form of congratulating. "I'm surprised that girl is still alive, to tell you the truth…"

"Alright, you caught me, it's all over! Just, oh god, don't hurt me or punish me in any way. Well, I suppose you can, but please, don't make it too painful. And don't punish her for this, she means a lot to me and I want to show her that I'm not as bad as I used to be. " Wheatley panicked.

"Punish? Oh, no. I would never do that to you." She stated sarcastically. "Well, not yet, at least. I'm still cleaning up your mess you left behind when you were in charge, and I after I'm done, I will make you pay for what you have done to my facility. There, I have said it. However, I'll keep it the day a surprise, just for you."

"Yeah, sure. You could do that, I'm really dreading that though, if I'm honest... Oh, I know! Can we make…erm a compromise, perhaps?" Wheatley asked, an idea actually flowing in his head, for once.

"Hmm… A compromise? What are you getting at, moron?"

"You can punish me all you want, after I make sure our little human friend is safe, huh? Sound good? And you can also 'spy' on us whenever you really feel like it. I'm willing to do that."

"Interesting what goes on in your idiotic head…" She then sighed before continuing, "Okay, fine. As long as it doesn't take a human lifetime to save her, I guess I'm willing to do that. I suppose it would be good for science, to see how humans react to AI's when under survival conditions. Although, I will punish you twice as long for this, since I'm being nice, yet again." She opened the lift and Wheatley rose to the surface.

"…He doesn't know why I'm nice to him. I suppose he'll figure out, won't he? Blue and Orange, I am going to have a job for you two and don't let me down."