When Life Catches You Unprepared Chapter 1, a big bang theory fanfic

Disclaimer:

Darcyfitz1's story, The Science of love, inspired the part that they meet in Texas, in my story.

I took Amy's character and wrote her more like me and still tried to remain inclined with the original characters. Hope you'll like it. Would love to read reviews.

Also, Amy's health history and story is based on my own story.

Also, I try my best not to have any spelling mistakes, but English is not my native tongue, so I really am sorry if there are any mistakes.

Chapter 1:

They both arrived to Texas at the same time, yet they didn't know what was ahead of them. She decided to take a vacation in Texas after an eventful month and a half, during which she considered to take upon herself public speaking regarding her own cases, even though they were not as rare as other cases. She was a scientist and believed that all cases worth awareness. Especially after the last month and a half. She thought Texas would be a quiet place to take some time off and besides, she's never been there before. He decided (against his will) to go back home for the Holidays, but decided against staying at his mothers'. Both of them to stayed in an apartment cottage at Galveston, Texas.

They both waited in line to pick up their rental cars. She was standing behind a man that was getting on everybody's nerves. He was asking and lecturing the lady that gave him the key to the car, the same questions and lectures over and over again for the last ten minutes. In another country, someone would have punched him by now, in the worst case. Though the lady looks like she is about to do so, she thought to herself. While the thought crossed her mind, she heard the man tell the lady again "are you sure the car was checked for safety? Because everybody knows that you have to and it is very important to check the car for safety every year, but not everybody knows that you have to check the car for safety right before you drive it every time you get in". That was the last straw for her "oh my god, dear lord, just take the key and move on. They wouldn't give you a broken car." Move on or I will break your car, she thought. "excuse me, but you can never be too safe when it comes to rental cars. They will never tell you what the previous owner did with it". "you are right sir, but you have been harassing that poor women for the last ten minutes. You are not the only one in line here". "you do realize that it is not just for myself right?!" "yes, I do. And yet we all will appreciate if you would just take your keys and let the rest of us take our cars". "fine. Get yourself killed. See If I care".

And with that, the man took his keys and left the station. God, he was even worse than the people that says that they want to ask one question and then take an hour. She walked forward to take her own keys for the rental car. After about fifteen minutes she was on her way to the parking lot to take her car and start her way to Galveston. All she could think about was a hot shower and just go to sleep. Maybe eat something, but mainly a shower and bed.

She got to the cottage where she ordered a room around 3 PM. Apparently, there was another guest staying here. She walked to the front desk where a middle age women was busing herself with some papers and notebooks. "Hello. I booked a room under the name Amy Farrah Fowler", she said to the women in the front desk. She got the key to her small apartment. She went to her room, dragging her luggage, but just barely. Amy open the door to her room, put the luggage in the middle of the room and threw herself on the bed. It was a very long day and she's been up for so long that she could barely keep her eyes open. She dragged herself out of bed and went to her suitcase, took out her pajamas and toiletries and went to take a hot shower.

After the shower, she went out to the front desk to ask the lady where she can grab a bite somewhere close or to buy some food, so she can stack her kitchen in the apartment. The lady wasn't there so she went outside to learn her surroundings. The view was so pretty. There were green trees all around the cottage, like it was built in the middle of the forest. The cottage itself was built by old stones and the inside had terra cotta floor and wood logs that supported the stone ceiling. She went back inside, humming to herself and before she realized it she was singing back in her apartment. She was singing for several minutes before she heard a knock on her door. She thought it maybe the lady from the front desk, wanting to see how she settled in her room.

She opened the door and could not believe her eyes. It was the same man from the car rental line. Damn it. What is he doing here? What the hell does he want? Before she could say anything, the man spoke "can you please stop that hideous sound?" "I'm sorry. What?" "I will not repeat myself" "sir. I didn't understand your request. What sound?" "the sound that you were making a few seconds ago," "again, what sound? I was just singing" "that is exactly the sound I was talking about" "you have a problem with me singing in my own apartment that I pay for?" "correct" "do you realize how rude you are being right now?" "I'm not being rude. I paid more than enough money to have a silent vacation and I did not sign up for someone to sing in the apartment next to me" "well, I did not sign up for a putz living next to me. Tough". Amy was about to close the door the man put his hand on her door "excuse me? You don't even know me." "well, I learned enough. Goodbye" she closed the door. As she walked towards her suitcase she heard him asking through the door "does that mean you will stop singing?" as an answer to his question, Amy not only started to sing again, but also put the same song from her phone in the background. She heard him groan and mumble in frustration. The nerve he has is unbelievable.

For the next thirty minutes, she played songs from her phone until she decided she made her point. Plus, her phone started to ring. It was her mother. "hey mom." She answered. "how are you? Yes, I've arrived safe. Already in the apartment I rented for the next week and a half". As always, her mother wanted to know if she arrived safely and if she ate well. After a few more minutes that her mother wanted to know if she was absolutely all right, the hang up the call.

Amy decided to try once again to see if the lady from the front desk could tell her where she can find somewhere to buy some food, cause if she won't, she will go next door and eat that annoying man. She changed her clothes to something more suitable so she could go outside whether the lady could tell her where there is food close or not.

She went to the front desk and the lady wasn't there, once again, so she decided to drive somewhere and find where she could buy some food to stock her kitchen. She found a small supermarket and decided to go inside. She took a basket and took some basics such as bread, vegetables, something to put on the bread and decided to buy some snacks. As she was looking for the aisle where the snack is she caught a glimpse of a man that look familiar. She took another look and saw that it was that annoying man that was staying with her in the cottage. Oh man. She thought and started to walk away before he would see her, but it was too late. "Are you following me?" she heard him ask her, a hint of annoyance in his voice. "uhh. Bye" she said and kept moving to another aisle, not wanting to be in the same space with him at the moment. "you didn't answer me" she heard him behind her. Great. "no", she answered with annoyance as well. "then what are you doing here?" "having a party. What do you think I'm doing here?" she answered with sarcasm, which apparently was lost on him. "what party can someone have at a supermarket?" he asked her with confusion. Amy looked at him and rose one brow at him, shook her head and turned around. As she walked toward the aisle with the plastic kitchenware, she heard him again saying that she did not answered his question. This time she continued to ignore him. She was too tired, hungry and her head began to hurt, so she decided to ignore him. "can you hear me?" he asked her finally, with something that definitely sounded like anger. "yes, I can hear you. I'm not having a party. Are you satisfy now?" "yes. Was that that hard for you to say?" "sir. I don't know you, but I'm having a long day, I am hungry and tired, so please let me buy my groceries and go back to my apartment." With that she kept her groceries shopping.

She went to the cashier to pay for her groceries and she found herself, once again, behind him in line. Oh great. Now I will have to wait another 10 to 15 minutes until he will let me pay while he lectures that poor man about how important it is to sell firm bananas or some other crap. She was tempted to ask him to pay before him, but something told her that that will be a lecture as well and maybe even longer than 10 to 15 minutes. Luckily, this time he did not lecture the cashier so she was able to pay for her groceries and go back to her apartment quickly.