Chell gripped the portal gun tighter in her hands, dodging the bombs Wheatley was launching at her.

The fight had raged on for several hours now, and she was beginning to have trouble breathing. Even though every part of her body screamed for rest, Chell struggled on. She had to win this. There was no other option. She had been used, tricked, almost killed numerous times, and been a lab rat for others, and she channeled her anger towards Wheatley. He had to be stopped.

Even though she could take him out with a few portals and those bombs, she decided against it. He was still her Wheatley, maybe. And if there was ever a chance of his normal personality coming back, she didn't want to ruin it.

She ducked behind a metal post, and leaned against it for a second, taking deep breaths. Chell tried to remember the plan Glados had came up with. Chell distracts Wheatley, while Glados stops the facility from exploding and disconnects Wheatley from the computer.

Chell stayed there a few more moments, surprised the only sound she heard was the quick beating of her heart, and no bombs exploding. She also noticed a few of the fires went out, Glados must be almost done cooling down the facility.

Risking a quick peek, Chell looked from around her post, to a sight that made her blood run cold.

It was Wheatley, but not her friend, her lovable companion, it was someone quite different.

His dark blonde hair was disheveled, his clothes now had tears all over, where the computer wires had dug into his arms and legs and his face was cut in several places.

But seeing him in that state wasn't scared Chell. What bothered her was that his blue eyes had a murderous gleam in them, perfectly matching his dark, twisted smile, and he was looking directly at her.

"You're no match for me, love," He said quietly.

Chell took a deep breath, and looked away from him. She had to do something, and quick. Glancing around the room, she noticed she had nowhere to go. All the catwalks were destroyed, the exits were sealed off, and the only place to hide behind was the post, which, by the way it was shaking, would be coming down soon.

Moving swiftly, she got out of the way right before the post fell. Taking another deep breath, she turned to face Wheatley.

They were standing a good bit apart, and they stood still for a few moments, both trying to reclaim some energy.

Suddenly, a blur of gray flew through the air, exploding right next to Chell.

It left burns down her arm and on the side of her face, and she fell to the ground. Wheatley was positively joyful at the sight.

But then Chell did something unexpected. She stood from the ground and set down her gun, and turned to Wheatley, looking at him determinedly. Wheatley was momentarily frightened, he had seen that look in her eyes, and it always meant something bad was going to happen.

Mustering all her energy, Chell ran towards Wheatley. She wasn't quite sure what her plan was, she just needed to do something.

She grabbed him by his necktie, and yanked him down by it, so she was face to face with him, and she kissed him.
She wasn't sure weather she did it just to distract him, or because she wanted to do it since she first laid eyes on him. She continued with it, was it so bad if it was for both reasons?

Neither of them seemed to notice the panel they were standing on had risen a few feet into the air, and continued to rise.
Wheatley, however, didn't know what to do. He had once liked Chell, but that had gone away when he was hooked up to the computer. Racking his brains on what to do, the computer took charge and sent a shock up his spine, reverting him back to his evil state.

With a shove, he knocked Chell of the panel, her body flying down at hitting the ground with a thud.

She tried to get up, and to fight, but the darkness claimed her.

Glados had just stopped the facility from exploding and had ran into the room, just in time to see the kiss and Chell's defeat.
Wheatley was distracted in his moment of triumph, and Glados ran towards the computer he was connected to. She pried a panel off the computer, and unplugged the thickest wire out. She pulled a few more, and the computer turned off.

The wires connecting Wheatley to the computer released him and retracted, and the panel he was on fell back to its place on the floor. Suddenly being without the extra power the computer gave him, he was knocked off his feet, and glared at Glados.
"What the hell did you do that for?" He said, his voice filled with rage.

"Hmm. It seems that that some of the computers personality is still in you. Don't worry. It should leave in a few minutes." Glados said as she looked at the state her room was in, and nudged some trash on the floor with her foot.

Wheatley stood, and cleaned some dirt from his glasses. He was beginning to feel a bit more like himself.

He then noticed the horrible state of the room around him, and, looking at the monitors connected to the security cameras, the facility.

"I- I didn't do this, did I?" He said hesitantly.

"Yep. Right before you attempted kill your girlfriend over there." Glados said, pointing to Chell.

Wheatley turned around to where Glados was pointing, and his eyes widened at the sight. Chell was lying unmoving on the ground, cover in burns and bruises. One of her legs was pinned down under fallen pieces of the ceiling, and her clothes were stained with blood.

Rushing over, Wheatley knelt by her side and took her wrist, cheeking for a pulse, and feeling a very faint one.

"This is my fault," He said simply. He had ruined everything, for him and for Chell.
Glados, seeing that Wheatley was close to either crying or screaming, walked over to him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Moron- I mean Wheatley, it's not entirely your fault. That computer can make people do some pretty nasty stuff. I'm the perfect example. Why don't you go get some rest, and I'll fix the facility."

Glados walked back to the computer after her speech, and Wheatley stood.
"Fine," he replied.
"Oh, can you take her to her room?" Glados said as she looked into the computer, searching for certain wires.

Wheatley picked Chell up bride-style, and after getting the right directions from Glados, headed towards the door. He stopped when he noticed she was about to turn the computer on.

"You're not going to connect yourself to that, are you?" He asked, a hint of fear in his voice.

Glados showed him two wires and a small USB plug.
"See these? That's what made me and you godless killing machines. I just need to turn it on and change it's programing a little, and then it won't make me murderous." Turning back into the the computer, she ripped out another wire.
"And taking out that one will stop me from being to sympathetic. Now leave, I have a facility to fix, and you're in my way."

To be continued...