The hug left Wheatley warm and blushing as they strolled in the rain, daydreaming of where their feet might take them. She's just emitting optimism. I'd never even seen her smile before. Wheatley thought to himself. He realized he was staring when Chell met his gaze and beamed at him. We're going to be ok, she thought. Wheatley, embarrassed, redirected his gaze to the endless liberty he walked upon.
After hours of comfortably silent walking, the rain had stopped and the air was moist and breezy. Wheatley Gasped as the flat field they'd been walking on for hours sloped downward and turned into a hill, overlooking something strange.
Chell knew it to be a city, but to wheatley, it was a maze of black concrete that humans rode big, metal, box-like things with wheels on, around hundreds of above-ground buildings of all different colors and shapes. He even saw humans walking with strings tied to furry monsters, throwing spheres to each other, and riding two-wheeled contraptions that they powered with their feet. Everyone was wearing different things, too. Chell laid down on the hill, propping up her head enough to see the glorious city. Wheatley sat beside her. "Is it all you ever wanted, Luv?" He said, making a sweeping motion with his hand towards the city. Chell nodded and sat up, holding Wheatley's hand. "Me too," he lied. All he'd ever wanted to do was help that one special test subject. He realized he had failed terribly, but at least she was happy. Which made him happy too, because he'd also learned that he loved her. And he was pretty sure she loved him too, because she leaned in and fell asleep with her head on his shoulder, latched onto his hand.