Hi guys! This is for the season 8 hiatus!
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Running his hand up and down the strap of his messenger bag, the lady over the counter looked at him over her glasses.
"Dr Cooper, you seem nervous," her eyes scanned him as he shuffled slightly on his feet.
He looked around at the empty waiting room, "I'm fine," his eye twitching slightly.
Her eyes narrowed, "Well, your deposit has been taken and presumably will be used today,"
"Today?!" he exclaimed.
"Uh huh, sperm samples are in high demand usually, even more so will be this one given your high IQ," she shuffled some papers out of a folder.
"Now all you have left to do is to sign here,"
As the pen scratched the surface of the stack of papers, Sheldon wondered just where his deposit would end up.
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As her alarm clock rang out, she was startled awake from her dream, she was in a small house by the countryside, slightly resemblant of Little House on the Prairie and the time traveller had only just arrived.
She frowned as she pressed the off button on her clock, she couldn't quite remember his face yet again. He was just about to kiss her yet she was unable to remember just who that 'he' was.
She stretched her arms above her head as a yawn escaped her mouth. It was OB-GYN day. She had been looking forward to it, she had written down questions that needed extensive explanation and although she already knew the answer to most of them it meant she could stay a bit longer.
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"So, how did it go this morning Sheldon?" Leonard asked, poking at his salad with the fork.
Sheldon looked up, a distant look on his face, "Huh?"
Raj and Howard exchanged a suspicious look, "Are you alright?" Raj asked.
Sheldon looked from one pair of eyes to the next before sighing and dropping his fork on his plate, rather more forcefully than he had intended.
"I don't know if I am comfortable with my decision to sell my sperm," he looked down at his legs, avoiding eye contact.
The trio watching him squirmed slightly.
"Listen, if you don't think it was the right thing to do, just go back to the centre and get it destroyed, although you really wanted that new computer, " Howard quipped, taking a quick sip of his water, "you'll have to refund them the money,"
Sheldon looked at him, "Don't you think if I could do that I would have already?" rolling his eyes derisively, "Honestly, sometimes I wonder how MIT even bothered to give you a degree in the first place,"
Howard clenched his jaw, "So what's the problem?" Raj asked.
Sheldon huffed, "It will be used this afternoon,"
Their eyebrows raised slightly, "Have you tried calling the centre, it could still be there?"
Sheldon looked at Leonard again, his patience was wearing thin, "Of course I have Leonard, why do you think I'm just sitting here eating lunch with you people?"
Leonard rolled his eyes, "I called and they said it was too late, it had been sent to a hospital but they couldn't disclose any more information,"
"I don't know what to tell you, Sheldon," Leonard shrugged.
Howard smiled mischievously, "Except congratulations, dad!"
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Amy entered the examination room. After receiving the voicemail from Dr Laurel which said she had to organise a different doctor to carry out the exam after one of her patients went into pre-term labour, Amy felt uneasy.
Despite this she knew just how the process went, so changing into the scrubs and propping herself up onto the table she waited for the doctor to come in.
She stared up at the ceiling, just as she began to drift into a slight slumber the door swung open.
"Ah, guten tag!" a dark eyed, dark haired doctor greeted.
"Hello, I'm Dr Amy Farrah Fowler," she stuck out her hand.
The doctor shook it haphazardly as he placed a mask over his face.
"So, uh zis vill ve schnell, quick," he seemed to struggle with the english language.
Luckily Amy had taken a course of German and could get the gist of what he was trying to say.
"So this will just be routine," she affirmed.
He looked up from between her legs, "Ja, routine, vill take no more than 30 minutes,"
Amy nodded approvingly, it was slightly longer than usual but he probably needed to adjust himself.
As she left the doctor to it, she stared up at the ceiling. It had been a couple of weeks since her last period, she made a mental note to tell him this but then again she was never the girl to have a regular cycle.
From there her mind drifted, she was reaching her early 30s and she felt she was no closer to getting married than when she was 13.
Sure her job was exciting and the research stimulating but her non-scientist part of her yearned for a partner, a husband, a family.
She didn't like to think about this often but when she allowed herself to delve into these thoughts she usually ended up upset.
Sighing she began thinking about the time traveller. The pale skinned man she had never met and yet she longed to see his face. Her dreams were so vivid, every touch felt real, her senses came alive and she was enjoying them more and more.
"Ahem,"
She was pulled out of her thoughts by the doctor, now stripping his hands of the latex gloves and throwing them in the biomedical waste container.
"Alright Dr Fowler, iz all finish," he beamed a smile at her, seeming in a hurry to leave.
"So I can go now?" Amy asked.
"Ja, ja,"
"And everything is normal?" she returned.
"Ja, everything very vell," as he picked up his folder to leave he turned and smiled, "Good luck!"
Amy smiled a confused smile, good luck?
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As she entered her lab she took notice of an envelope placed on her computer. Striding towards it she opened it.
Dr Fowler,
Congratulations! Your recent proposal submitted for a grant has been accepted and you will be able to begin your research in addictions in lower primates by next month. Due to the amount you have applied for, I have taken the decision to transfer you to the neurobiology department at Caltech, they have prepared everything for your arrival and you will receive details of your laboratory imminently.
Best regards,
Dr Romina Taylor.
Slipping the letter back into the envelope, she smiled, Caltech.
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