Making Amends: Chapter Three

Chell stared almost unbelievingly at the screen.

Subject: Wheatley Patrick Addams
Status: Alive
Personality Core Statis: Charged
Body: In stasis
Age: 24
Specialty: Biologist
Bio: N/A
Test subject of: Personality Core(sucessful)

It was a bit of a surprise to realize Wheatley had been a human at one point. And a biologist at that. She got an idea when she saw that his human body was healthy. If a personality could be transferred to a robot, then why couldn't it be returned?

But first, she had to get him down here. Putting another portal on the moon was too dangerous, not to mention that she didn't have the portal gun. Her second idea was much more plausible. She would find an unused core and transfer him from the one in space to the unused one.

"Computer, are there any cores without an AI?" she spoke.

"Two found."

"Transfer both to this room," she ordered.

Thirty seconds later, the transport tube dropped two metal spheres into the room. One was roughly half as tall as Chell. The other was a bit smaller than Wheatley's normal size. She decided to use the smaller one.

She lifted the small core and connected it to the mainframe. Within minutes, Wheatley's personality was being transferred to the empty core.
Chell waited.


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"Spaceeeeeee!"

"Yeah, I know." Wheatley rolled his eye. He had taken to calling the Space Core 'Neil', after Neil Armstrong.

"I LOVE YOU, SPACE-THING," Neil shouted at the moon.

"That's the moon, mate," the blue personality core added.

"What? Space-moon? I LOVE YOU, SPACE-MOON."

Wheatley sighed. He was guilt ridden and forever would be. If he could have, he would've jumped into the incinerator in a robot's form of suicide.

He closed his eye and tried to block out everything around him. Maybe, if he tried hard enough, he could turn himself off.

The silence that he thought had been in his head was broken.

"Wheatley?"

What? Wheatley? But Neil called him Space-friend. Then who...? He opened his eye. "Chell?" She nodded with a small smile on her face. "Chell! Yo-.. You're okay!"

"Yeah," she replied.

"Thank God- Wait! You talked! I didn't know you could talk! It's not that I don't like your voice-(I do) but I didn't know you could! I thought that all those years in stasis wrecked your vocal cords- I..." Wheatley paused in his ramble. He remembered what he wanted to say to her. "I... I'm sorry, Chell! I'm so sorry! I wish I had never done any of that! We were so close to escaping! But I turned into something that... That tried to... Kill you..."

"Wheatley. I forgive you," Chell said once he had stopped talking. "Here," she spoke as she picked up the personality core. She carried him over to the computer and typed in his name.

"Who's that then?" he asked when she held him up to see his human face.

"Look at the name," she instructed.

He paused to do so. "That's... uh... That's me?" She nodded as his bright eye turned back to her. "I... I was human...?"

"And you can go back to being one, if you'd like. I can run the procedure and transfer you back to your old body," Chell informed the robot, still holding him infront of the screen.

"I can be human... Like you?"

She nodded. Wheatley looked at the man on the screen. He seemed to be about 6'3'', with hair that was a dark tawny. In the picture he had a big smile, blue eyes shining for the company picture. He also had glasses; thin, rectangular ones that were wire-rimmed. He was okay for a human. Not unnatractive(actually quite handsome), and seemed to be of decent height and weight for a human.

Wheatley made his decision. Looking up at Chell from his place in her hands. "I'll do it. But how'd you get me down here? I thought I was, y'know, wandering space foreva?"

Chell opened her mouth to speak. "I downloaded your mainframe into an empty core, " she answered simply.

"Do you think you could download a different personality onto the body out there then...?" he asked quietly.

"Most likely."

"Then could you do me a favor?"


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"Space-friend?" Neil asked, realizing how quiet Wheatley had been. "Space-friend! Open your eye! YOUHAVETASEESPAAAAACE," Neil shouted. He spun around a few times before looking back at his friend. "Space-friend?"

The other core was silent for a moment. "SPAAAAAAAAAAAACEEEEE!" Space Wheatley, er, Spaceley yelled. Neil joined in, glad his friend had finally realized the wonders of space.