AN: Chapter three is here! I think this one is a bit longer than the others have been. Please let me know of any spelling mistakes I may have made. I used a dictionary ALOT on this chapter. (I'm a horrible speller.)

A dream, an argument and a mystery. Enjoy!

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Wheatley was baffled. He wondered what could make the Queen have a sudden change of heart. Deciding that he shouldn't dwell on his good luck, least something happen to change it, he thanked the servant for getting him off the board and headed back inside the castle. It was almost time for the Queen's party anyway.

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The Queen's Party was now in full swing. Wheatley was currently entertaining an entire ballroom full of royals. He felt he must have been doing a good job because people were laughing and having a good time. Wheatley took breaks every so often. The Queen seemed too busy to notice or care. He wanted to take full advantage of that. Walking around the room he heard part of the Queen's conversation.

"GLaDOS, sweetheart, excellent choice on the wine this evening. You never fail to disappoint." said a tall skinny woman, a little on the tipsy side.

GLaDOS gave a slight smile. "I sure hope that continues."

"My Dear, are you enjoying your party?" The King's booming voice filled the air.

"Of course. I'm quite happy you managed to make it Cave."

Cave kissed her cheek. "I wouldn't dream of letting you down."

He flashed a smile. A short, round man came walking up to the royal couple.

"Ah Cave, there you are. I heard you just got back from the Mesa Kingdom. You must tell me all about your trip."

The round man was now gently pulling on Cave's arm.

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The rest of the party went pretty smoothly. Wheatley managed to smuggle out a small piece of cake for Chell. One by one, the castle emptied untill only it's occupants remained. Wheatley was exausted. He had spend the majority of the day on his feet.

He headed for his room. As he passed through the servants wing, he noticed how exausted everyone else looked too. Everyone except Chell. Of course, she didn't actually have a servant's job for the most part. Now occasionally other servants would ask for her help reaching or crawling into spaces they were too big for, but that didn't happen too often.

Reaching his room, Wheatley began to remove his clothes until all he was left wearing were his underwear. Crawling into bed, he covered up and drifted off to sleep.

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Wheatley wasn't sure where he was. It looked like a small meadow, but he didn't recognize it. Walking, he noticed flowers seemed to appear out of thin air. He also noticed as he walked, the world seemed to build itself in the distance in front of him and disassemble itself in the distance behind him. He kept walking until he came to a small hill. He began to climb up. As he climbed he noticed a woman in white standing at the top. Her back was facing him. He quickened his pace. Just as he was about to reach the top, a hooded figure holding a dagger suddenly materialized in front of the woman. Before Wheatley or the woman had time to react, the hooded figure stabbed the woman in the heart. Wheatley froze for a moment. The hooded figure disappeared and Wheatley ran as fast as he could to reach the woman. He knelt down beside her and reach out his hand...

Sitting bolt upright, Wheatley tried to catch his breath. Another crash of thunder filled the room. He laid back down and stared at the ceiling. He was trying to make since of the dream. He wondered who the woman was and who the hooded figure was suppose to be. Rubbing his eyes he decided to shrug it off. It didn't matter anymore anyway. Wheatley tried to go back to sleep, but the storm wouldn't let him. Sighing, he got up and decided to roam the castle for a bit. He got dressed in some comfortable clothes and headed out into the hall.

It was pretty dead in the castle halls this late at night. Wheatley could hear his own footsteps. He wanted to go out to the back courtyard. Another shot of thunder reminded him that it wasn't a good idea. He decided to head upstairs.

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The second floor didn't really have much. Just more rooms for the guards, mostly bodyguards. Walking down the hall Wheatley saw one guard on his nightly patrol. The man nodded at the jester in recongnition as they passed each other. Reaching the next set of stairs, Wheatley went up.

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The third floor was nothing but storage rooms.

Completely boring.

He headed up the final set of stairs.

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Half-way up, Wheatley could hear voices. Only the King and Queen were on this floor. He knew he probably shouldn't listen in, but curiosity got the better of him. He finished asending the stairs, careful to peak around to see which room they were in. It looked and sounded as though they were in the King's room. Wheatley quietly snuck up to the door and listened.

"God, do we really have to go through this?" Cave asked, irritated.

GLaDOS stood there with her arms crossed.

"Yes we do. You leave for two months, come back, spend my entire birthday party talking to that fat prick, and now your telling me your leaving again in two days. Did it even occur to you at all that I might want to see you?"

Cave sighed. GLaDOS glared. Wheatley could hear the pain in GLaDOS's voice. Apparently Cave did not.

"You know, I'm tired of hearing this. I work my ass off dealing with the foreign affairs of this kingdom. The least you could do is appreciate it!" Cave slammed his book.

"You wouldn't be anywhere without me. I was born into the throne. The only reason you even have a royal title is because of me. So don't even start talking to me about appreciation!"

"Get out. Now." Cave glared at her.

With that GLaDOS turned and headed toward the door.

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Realizing the Queen was heading for the door, Wheatley tried to run back down the stairs. Unfortunately, he wasn't fast enough.

"What are you doing up here?" GLaDOS snapped.

Wheatley winced and turned to face her.

"I'm so sorry, my Queen. I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd..."

"Thought you'd eavesdrop on a private converstation?" GLaDOS snapped.

Wheatley could see the tears she wouldn't let fall.

"N..no. I just thought I'd go on a walk around the castle. At least until the storm stopped. I got up here and I heard arguing. I know I shouldn't have listened, my Queen. I...I'm so sorry. It may not mean much, but he shouldn't have been so rude and mean. A man is supposed to cherish his wife not belittle her."

GLaDOS just looked at him for a moment. He waited to hear what punishment he was going to get for this.

"Go."

Wheatley wasn't sure if he heard right. He stood there.

"I said go. Don't make me regret it."

Wheatley nodded and thanked her. He ran the entire way back to his room.

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The next morning he got out of bed. He was shocked GLaDOS let him go so easily the night before. He wondered if she was going to punish him for it today instead. He shuddered at the thought. Getting up he put on his clothes and headed out to the kitchen to get breakfast.

As he exited his room, he ran into Eliza. She seemed frantic.

"Hey Eliza. What's wrong?"

Eliza looked up at him. "Chell's missing. I went back to our room to see if she was hungry and she wasn't there! I've looked everywhere. What if she went somewhere she's not allowed? Oh, the Queen will be furious!"

Wheatley tried to calm her down. "I'll help you find her."

Eliza nodded.

"Now where would she most likely go if she wasn't where she's supposed to be?"

"The third floor. She's always wanting to see what's in those rooms. She seems to think she'll find something special. But I've already looked for her up there."

"Well it never hurts to look again. You go back and check the room and anywhere else you've already checked. I'll double check the third floor."

Eliza nodded and ran off to look for her daughter. Wheatley headed to the nearest staircase.

Passing through the second floor, Wheatley found his way to the only staircase leading up. He climbed it.

It was pretty dark up there. He could barley see in front of him. He began walking down the hallways. He attempted to open every door he came across. Most were locked. He didn't figure Chell would be able to get in them.

Of the few that were unlocked, Wheatley didn't find Chell in any of them. As he was about to head back downstairs, he noticed a small faint light coming from the upper left of the hallway. Curious, he slowly walked towards it. As he got closer to the light, he noticed it was coming from under a door that he didn't notice before. As a matter of fact, the door was the same color and texture as the wall making it invisible in such a dark hall. If it hadn't been for the faint light, Wheatley was sure he'd have never known it was there.

Searching for a handle, he found a tiny crevice, just big enough to pull on. He tried to open it. It was locked.

Well odds are Chell's not in here either.

Suddenly the light fanished. Wheatley wondered what or who could be in there. Wheatley knew everyone in the castle and nobody was known to live on this floor. All the servants and lower guards lived on the first floor, upper guards lived on the second floor and the King and Queen lived on the fourth floor.

Not knowing what else to do, Wheatley made a mental note to come back to this door another time. He turned around and headed downstairs to find Eliza.

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So what do you guys think? Any guesses on what's behind the mysterious door?

Reviews are always welcome.