Last chance... spoilers for s10, ep4&5

Amy's eyes fluttered open. She took a deep breath in through her nose and stretched her legs. The familiar scent of talcum powder filled her nostrils. Sheldon's body was pressed close into her own, his arms held her close and the light stubble on his chin scratched against her forehead. His eyes were closed and his lips were delicately parted where long breathes caused his chest to rise and fall.

When they had first started living together here, Sheldon had almost tried to build a wall of pillows to block her off and keep some distance between the two of them, however as the weeks went by they had slowly but surely slept closer and closer together which is why on their last morning together, Amy had woken so close and so secure in his embrace.

This was it. Their last morning. She had had a telephone call last night confirming that her apartment was ready.

Amy did not want to wake Sheldon. She had never seen him sleeping so peacefully and this was a way of extending whatever time they had left.

Defeat had come so easily at her first try at living with Sheldon but now Amy was feeling forlorn. She was going to miss what they had created over the last few weeks. On the other hand, this had been such a big step for the two of them. Amy was not used to having another person in such close quarters for such a long amount of time and it had taken a lot of getting used to. She still was not sure if she quite there yet.

Perhaps it was the knowledge that this was only a temporary situation. Amy did not want to commit and become comfortable with a lifestyle that she would have to give up after five weeks.

Sheldon stirred next to her. He was on the brink of waking; his breathing was less heavy and the arm that was slinked around Amy waist tightened and pulled her closer.

Amy was going to miss this. The closeness and intimacy that had developed between them was something she hoped would continue. She had never imagined that Sheldon would be so willing. He had been wonderful. This could not be the end.

Suddenly Sheldon took a very deep breath and Amy felt his whole body tense under hers as he stretched. Looking up, Amy saw tired blue eyes looking down at her tenderly. A small smile said 'good morning' before he rested his head back down, tucking Amy into his body as he did so.

Having not spoken yet that morning, Amy's voice was rough and hoarse.

"We should get up"

There was no amount of desire in Amy to move at all but they were going to be late for work and any more time spent here with Sheldon would make it more and more difficult to leave. Despite wanting the morning to last as long as possible, she realised that the longer she stretched it out, the more challenging it would be.

Sheldon screwed his eyes shut tight and winced at Amy's words. He did not want to get up any more than she did. Sleeping beside Amy for the past few weeks had definitely ruined his sleeping schedule with long, lazy mornings and early nights just for an excuse to be close to her, but Sheldon did not care. They had been some of the best night's sleep he had had in a long time.

Groaning he opened one eye and looked sadly at his girlfriend, hoping to gain some pity. However, in defeat, after being met with a blank expression, he sighed and unwrapped himself from Amy. Together, they pulled back the bed covers and started to get ready for the day.

Amy wondered whether Sheldon even remembered that today was the last day of their experiment. He had not mentioned it yet. Of course, he must remember – Sheldon has an eidetic memory and impeccable time keeping skills.

Five weeks ago, when the arrangements were first made, the couple had decided to continue their day as normal until after work when they would collect their bags and belongings before going back to their respective homes.

From the bedroom, Amy could see Sheldon undressing in the bathroom, ready for a shower. After days of accidently walking in on each other and undeniably becoming more familiar with each other's bodies, Sheldon and Amy had become accustomed to no longer closer the bathroom door when it came to showering (there were still some areas of their relationship that they were happy to keep as a mystery).

As Amy heard the taps turn and water come gushing into the small bathroom, she joined Sheldon. He had already hopped in the shower so Amy made her way over to the sink and squeezed some toothpaste onto her brush.

Sheldon heard her and peaked out from behind the shower curtain. His hair was scruffy and soapy. Amy could see his sleek collar bone and the curving muscles of his shoulders. She gulped slowly.

Sheldon appeared to be summoning the courage to say something. He looked more awkward than normal and it did not appear to be from the fact that he was naked in the shower. Amy had seen everything there was to see in that particular area.

Eventually Sheldon spoke, his voice was gentle and shy, "Amy. I – I have really enjoyed living with you"

Amy felt like this was going to be a meaningful conversation and she was not really setting the mood by having a toothbrush hanging out of her mouth covered in minty white foam as if she had rabies.

Spitting into the sink, Amy turned back to Sheldon. The bubbles in his hair had started to melt down his body. He swept it away from his eyes with a swift movement, ruffling his hair as he did so. Through Amy's eyes he looked adorable. His expression was firm and steady yet the penetrating glare was counteracted by his boyish charm. Amy took a deep breath. This was it. This was something. She sensed the sincerity of this.

"I've really enjoyed living with you too," Amy blushed a little.

There are very few people whose brain you could actually see at work, but Sheldon was one of them. Amy could not tear her eyes away, silently edging Sheldon to say what he was thinking. She wanted him to speak. She wanted him to open up. She wanted him to want her.

Instead, Sheldon just gave her a panicked smile, "Good," he stated simply before returning to his shower.

Amy did not move. She dejectedly stared at the shower curtain in the spot where Sheldon's head had once been. That was not what she had been expecting.

It was not as if she had been expecting a lot but perhaps some sort of indication as to whether this experiment truly had worked. As to whether or not it was as successful as she thought it was. He had said that he enjoyed it but was there any future to this? Would they go back to living separately again for who knows how long?

It certainly sounded like it.

Sighing quietly to herself, Amy left the bathroom to prepare for the day.