Waking up exactly 2 minutes and 53 seconds before his 6:15 alarm, Sheldon stirred softly listening to the birds outside his window. Ever since he had conquered his fear of birds, he had assumed his dislike for listening to their chirps and song in the morning would dissipate, but it had yet to do so. Despite his restless sleep, he still somehow felt rested. As he climbed out of bed, he couldn't help but glance over to one of his many whiteboards out the corner of his eye and see his Higgs boson equation, immediately remembering his first meeting with Stephen Hawking.

"Come on Cooper, where was your head that day?" he huffed to himself while slipping on his slippers.

It had been weeks since that day where he stood in the temporary Caltech office of Stephen Hawking; a man he had marveled at meeting for as long as he could remember, but still couldn't believe the simple arithmetic mistake he had made. Although Professor Hawking had since moved past that day and still kept in contact with Sheldon, like playing 'Words with Friends' with him, Sheldon would never be able to let it down.

"If only I didn't have an eidetic memory, I would be able to forget that unfortunate blunder."

As he stiffly rose out of his still tidy bed, tided up his Saturday morning robe and rub the sleep out of his eyes, he was eager to eat his cereal and watch Dr. Who and forget about the Higgs boson and that meeting with Stephen Hawking, at least for now. Sliding into his spot and turning on BBC America, Sheldon let the sounds of the Dr. Who opening credits fill his mind and for the time being, shut off, or in his case, quiet down his unrelenting brain. After 10 minutes into the show, Sheldon noticed Leonard slink out of his bedroom and into the kitchen in his robe, slowly making his way over to join his roommate in watching Dr. Who. Only slightly disturbed, Sheldon resumed watching his show, letting himself be re-submerged and continue to watch the Doctor, exploring the universe in his TARDIS, and in this episode, was currently clashing with the Daleks. Sheldon had seen this episode before, and because of his memory, still remembered the dialogue, but that didn't matter since Sheldon surely was not going to break his Saturday morning schedule.

When the ending credits began to roll, Sheldon was saddened that the show had ended, however, was looking forward to his day that he was planning on spending with his girlfriend, Amy Farrah Fowler. Even though it wasn't 'Date Night Thursday', and as he usually didn't see Amy on Saturdays, he was somewhat looking forward to seeing someone closer to his level of intellect. As he sat in his spot, he glanced at the coffee table and noticed his phone light up.

'Good morning, Sheldon. I hope you are still available today to go to the Science Centre as we had previously planned?' –texted Amy.

As he looked at the screen, Sheldon looked upon her message with a perplexed expression.

'Good morning, Amy. Of course I'm still available to go to the Science Centre with you. How can the validation of my Cooper Coupons withstand if I do not hold up my end of the bargain in taking you there?'

As Amy looked at the screen, she couldn't help but chuckle at Sheldon's response, almost at a loss of words at what to reply back to him.

'Noted. Shall you come to my apartment and we go together, or shall I meet you there?' –she responded

'I'll have Leonard drive me over to your apartment. What time do you want me?'–he answered

Amy looked at the screen, rereading the last sentence that Sheldon had typed over again. What time do you want me? What time do you want me? What time do you want me? "How about right now?" she spoke aloud to herself, almost hoping that Sheldon would hear her and do what she pleaded. Despite reading a lot more into his mundane text message than he could ever fathom, she couldn't help but let her imagination run wild.

Amy? –he texted

Amy snapped back into reality due to the low buzz of her phone, suddenly coming back from her zealous fantasy.

Come to my apartment for 12:30, and at such time we will leave for the Science Centre. –she sent.

See you at 12:30. – Sheldon answered

Amy was almost getting used to the fact that her relationship with Sheldon excluded most physical aspects which would basically be a primary factor in anyone else's relationship for their age, like Leonard's with Penny or Howard's with Bernadette. The physical contact that did occur had to be stated as such within their Relationship Agreement; otherwise it did not take place. Even though the thought of changing the mind of Dr. Sheldon Lee Cooper was daunting and seemed near impossible, Amy would never and could never suppress her baser urges like Sheldon deemed he could. Nevertheless, Amy still thoroughly enjoyed her time with him, despite limited amounts of contact.

As she sauntered into her bathroom to get ready for her day with Sheldon, she couldn't help but imagine what her life would be like with a normal boyfriend; one who wasn't against touching her and her touching him. She had yearned all through her life, especially through her teenage years that one day, she would find someone who treated her the way she saw a gentleman treat a damsel in the movies she saw and in romantic novels that she had read; this behaviour between male and female partners even apparent in the relationships amongst her friends. Even if Amy couldn't have sex with Sheldon, she wanted to have a relationship where he could hold her hand and kiss her cheek in public without needing to give prior notice, getting severely uncomfortable and needing to use plenty of hand sanitizer afterwards. However, these wants and desires would either have to be put on standby for the time being or be put completely on hold with the relationship she was engaged in with Sheldon now. After all, she had agreed to these conditions in the Relationship Agreement and had signed on the dotted line, however begrudgingly to its terms.

Hopping in the shower with her electric toothbrush, Gerrard didn't contain the same allure at which he usually had during past endeavours. Even though thinking of Sheldon during this time came easy (no pun intended), she felt quite melancholy over her relationship, or lack thereof. Getting out of the shower and wrapping her hair in a towel, Amy headed towards her closet to find something to wear on her 'date'. Scrambling through her assortment of clothes, Amy picked out dark grey strapped top and purple stripped cardigan, however, couldn't seem to find any suitable bottoms for her ensemble. Looking through her dresser drawers and clean laundry basket, Amy had narrowed down her options to 2 skirts; a brown corduroy skirt which buttoned up in the front, and a short pencil skirt Penny had given to her in hopes of enhancements on Amy and Sheldon's relationship. Amy had yet to wear the skirt in front of anyone, let alone Sheldon, thinking it was too short and risqué for public appearances. Believed to be too short by Amy Farrah Fowler, the skirt was a mere 2 inches above her knees. Despite its lack of length, Amy decided to wear the pencil skirt as she tried to convince herself that Sheldon would take notice to her baring flesh. Letting her hair down out of the towel which Amy was going to let air-dry, she took notice to some of the make-up Penny had gotten for her and showed her how to use. Carefully taking the mascara wand out of the bottle, Amy held it up to eye and mimicked the movement Penny had demonstrated at the last Girls Night. Even though Amy took twice as long as Penny had, she had done a decent job despite her shaking hand. Putting on her glasses and applying slightly shimmered lip-gloss, Amy glanced at herself in the mirror.

"Well, you're no Penny, however, you do look like an attractive mate, Fowler. Go get 'em, tiger", winking at herself in the mirror.

*Knock *Knock *Knock- Amy

*Knock *Knock *Knock- Amy

*Knock *Knock *Knock- Amy

As Amy traipsed over to the door, she couldn't help but stare down at her bare legs which she hadn't even covered with pantyhose or leggings, taking advice from Penny to show off some skin. Trying to pull her skirt down an inch or two, she opened the door.

"Hello, Sheldon. 12:30, almost to the second; right on time. Please come in."

"Hello, Amy. I almost didn't make it promptly thanks to Leonard who insisted on taking Euclid Avenue to avoid the traffic lights, however, losing speed because of its speed bumps." Sheldon said with a snort of derision.

Staring up into the eyes of Sheldon Cooper was something that Amy could never get used to. Despite his aversion to having, let alone showing emotion, Sheldon seemed to look at Amy in a way that made her knees very weak and shaky. His look sent an electric shock up her spine and made her blush in a way that even he could notice the flaring of her pink cheeks when paying extra close attention to another person's emotions. His eyes were the colour of the ocean; so blue that Amy found it hard to look away and not get lost within them forever.

Feeling her own cheeks flush, Amy quickly turned heading towards her kitchen.

"Can I get you anything to drink, Sheldon? I have Yoohoo."

"No, thank you, Amy. I've already drunk 8 ounces in the last hour and want to avoid any unfamiliar toilets at all costs" he said. "I hope you're excited about going to the Science Centre. I've already laid out our route based on the amount of flaws and fallacies placed in numerical order going from least to greatest amount" he said, quite contently.

"Excellent Sheldon. Let me just grab my coat and bag and we can leave".

As she turned to get her coat off the back of the couch, she noticed him ever so slightly redirecting his eyes to gaze at her bare legs, turn quickly and head back out the door. She couldn't help but hope and smile to herself while grabbing her coat, praying that he would for once take notice in her. However, deep down she knew that it was just a coincidence in an otherwise uninterested Sheldon.