I've thinking for a long time about trying my luck in fanfiction. This is my first ever Shamy fic. Enjoy!
Sheldon wakes up disoriented to a screeching toddler and his wife pressed up to him. He had to do a late night research at CalTech and went home at 11 in the evening only to find out Amy and Isaac deep into their slumber.
"Da-da-daaaaaddy!" Sheldon hears a faint, almost dwindling cry of his son.
Sheldon looks up to their bedside clock only to find out that it's not even 6 o'clock in the morning and his son is already screaming his heart out.
"Amy," Sheldon whispers behind her head. "Isaac's already up."
Amy stirs but didn't wake up. Sheldon notices how Amy's body is hot, literally feverish, and how she shivers under his arms. Sheldon decides to get up, tuck in the comforter around his wife tightly, increase the temperature of their room, and attend to Isaac's needs. Today, he's gonna be the mommy substitute.
Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think. :)