'Ello! This is my first Fan-fiction. Ever. That I'm posting here, anyway. I've gotten school at the moment, as well as midterms coming up soon, so Expect a really late update. Sorry!

Wheatley's POV

"Oh, man alive..."Wheatley groaned, clenching his teeth to keep from mashing his head into the control panel. Every time, he thought. Every damn time.

It's not enough. He needed more. Slowly lifted his head, Wheatley faced the screen, spotting Chell looking at him, her light blue gaze blank, as usual.

"Brilliant,"he said, smiling at her. "Bloody amazing."Chell look relieved. Wheatley sighed, ripping his eyes from her. He pressed a button, turning off the screen.

What the hell just happened?

You want her, don't you?

A small voice in his head answered him. With a question.

No. Of course not.

Just keep telling yourself that.

The voice was sarcastic now, sounding more like her than anyone else.

"I don't."Wheatley's voice came out as a squeak. He scowled. "I don't."Now a whisper. Wheatley growled with annoyance.

See? You dooooooooo.

"Fine! I want her! Are you happy now?"

It didn't answer him.

"Why does my life have to be so bloody difficult? Oh, of course I have to be the one with the stupid voice in my head, and the one with a mute and an insane potato to handle!"That was it. Wheatley's last strand of patience (And sanity) had snapped, leading him to fall into the long, dark hole of...

What, exactly?

"Sod it. I'll think about it later."

She knows.

"What?"

She has to kill you, doesn't she? She knows that. GLaDOS knows that.

"Don't say that name!"

Sheesh. I'm guessing you want to know if Chell's going to live, after she kills you?

"Yeah. And I'm not going to die."

You will. She won't.

"I won't. Not before I tell her the truth."

Chell's POV

Chell sighed, glancing around the test chamber.

"He can't keep this up for much longer. He has to break eventually, he was designed to."Chell spared her Potato companion a single, withering look, kind of like she was saying Thanks for telling me. Is there anything I don't know about him already? Because that was definitely not one of them.

"Look, hear me out, will you? I'm not just saying he has to break, I'm saying he's going to kill us when he breaks. So, in the next few test chambers, try to look out for bottomless pits, okay?"Chell nodded briefly, re-focusing her gaze on the few Portalable walls she had.

It's not that hard, she thought. I see what he's doing. Trying to make me let my guard down, are you, Wheatley? Snorting, she rapidly Portaled and faith plated her way through the chamber, landing neatly at the exit.

And waited. And waited. Waited for Wheatley's voice so echo through the room, insulting her.

It never came. Instead there was a shrill, and very loud, shrieking, screaming thing from the intercom.

Then silence.

"What the hell just happened?"GLaDOS sounded panicked. "Oh, well. It was probably just something wrong with the intercom system. Better at that to the list of problems that idiot's caused. Let just hope he doesn't-"

Foom.

"OhdeargodIcan'-"

"Ah, finally. But we aren't exactly... alone, yet, are we?"Wheatley's voice sounded hushed and breathless, weird, as he couldn't breathe because he wasn't human. Chell shook her head, confused.

"Ah, you finally agree with me! Well, that's one problem solved, isn't it?"Then, without warning, the Portal Gun was pulled out of her grip. By very human hands. Chell could see the shadow of a face now, grinning maniacally, blue eyes glowing in the orange light of a freshly placed portal.

GLaDOS'voice sounded from the floor, still panicked. "Oh no. He managed to break into the core humanization system. But how-" Wheatley broke her off. "Because the password was your name." The light above him flickered on, illuminating him at last.

Chell gaped at him, unable to stop herself. Above the blue eyes was tousled dirty-blond hair, slicked up in all directions with water. Wheatley's smile was sinister, yet sincere and unhappy all at once; his eyes emphasised this, bright and narrowed. His pale hands were crossed over his flat chest, which was clothed by a simple black-and-gray shirt and a dark blue cloak. One of his large feet tapped the ground next to her Portal Gun- and the potato.

But what caught Chell's attention the most was the thing clutched in his left hand, slowly dropping blood-red petals and dripping water on the floor.

"Oh, dear God- Where'd you get that rose?"

A/N: Short Chapter is short. Well. It started as a drabble, so maybe that's why?