If you're looking for a happy tale of love and friendship, then don't read on.

For this is a story of love and friendship, but it certainly isn't a happy one.

Most stories start at the beginning.

However, with this story, we're going to start at the end.

Not the end of the story.

The end of a life.

On the 31st of December 2011, at 2:34 in the afternoon, Sheldon Cooper was shot dead.

It is impossible to tell whether he was conscious or in pain when he was taken by ambulance to hospital, but his heart stopped beating at 3:01 pm, just as the ambulance arrived.

Sheldon did not die alone.

When he was shot, he was in a store filled with other people.

Every person in that store saw what happened.

Most wondered why he did what he did.

Only one knew for certain.

Because Sheldon Cooper knew one person in that store.

His best friend, Leonard Hoffstadter.

For Sheldon Cooper died a hero's death.

Saving the life of his friend.

"At my age, do you know how I'm statistically most likely to die? An accident."

It was no accident.


The requested Sheldon dies story and how Leonard handles it - a touch of genius from LeeRay there :) the credit for idea goes to her and my motivation to her and the others who reviewed asking me to do it, so here's the first chapter! The others will be longer and get to Leonard and eventually, what happened in the store. Please tell me if I'm writing it in the right way. And by the way, I'll reveal who is telling the story (the narrator) at the end. Oooh, interesting mysteries! Review for more :D

Mrs DW 11 xx