A/N: It was nice to receive such reviews! Thank you! And yeah, I know how sad this made a lot of people. It did make me sad too. Try imagining yourself listening to the song as you play out the sad scenes that you plan to add to this fic. I literally cried for a few minutes. Anyway, here you go, Chapter 2.

I do not own BBT. Same as always.


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"What's this?" Amy asked as Sheldon handed her a velvet bag that seems to contain a small box.

Sheldon just shrugged. "I suggest you try opening it first before calling me a selfish, self-centered person again." He took a bite into the Alfredo he prepared as Amy took out the box from the bag.

"Sheldon, as much as I wanted to believe that this is something sincerely…" She opened the box and was stunned at what she saw. She gently picked up the chain bracelet and placed the box down at the table.

"You lost your bracelet when I told you to disinfect your arm. I think it's only suitable that I replace what's been lost. And since it's your birthday, I think it's only appropriate I give you a gift—a non-optional social convention." Sheldon grabbed her hands and showed her the train-shaped charm studded with an emerald by the pipe dangling from the bracelet. "See right there? It says 'allergic to penicillin'. I had them engraved for it to have the same value as your lost one."

Amy didn't know what to feel at the moment. The last time Sheldon gave her a piece of jewelry, it was a result of their first fight as a couple. This time, she's pretty sure there were no arguments. And, it's her freaking birthday. The bracelet got lost because it's her fault. She forgot about it when she took it off and they never found it again.

"I… I don't know what to say." She said, still in awe with the bracelet.

"If you don't like it, I could always ask them to have it replaced. Would you be interested in—"

"No, Sheldon," she looked at him and then patted his hand. "It's perfect." She wiped her eyes as tears fell down her face.

Sheldon, surprised with her reaction, scooted closer to her on the couch. "Why are you crying? I thought you said it's perfect but then you are now excreting salty droplets from your eyes."

"No, no, don't worry." She tried to smile but it made her face scrunch and look lopsided. "Just tears of joy."

"Do you want me to…"

"To what?"

"Do you want me to hug you?" His face looked sincere.

Amy was suddenly taken aback by what he just said. "Really?"

"If that will make you stop crying, then why not."

Amy threw herself at Sheldon and hugged him with both hands, resting her weight on his. She could feel his warmth, making her cry even more.

Sheldon slowly place his hands around her as he gently glided his hands on her back. "Aww, who's a good birthday girl?"

She looked up at him, still keeping the happy-but-bawling face.

"Oh, wait a sec. I almost forgot." He let go of her and reached for the box on the table. He handed it to her, smiling as she slowly reached for it. "Open it again."

Amy took the box and did what she was told. She saw another bracelet which looked exactly like hers, although the charm dangling from it is a crown. No—a tiara. Confused, she picked it up and studied the jewelry. A blue gem (perhaps, turquoise?) studded in the middle. "Mysophobic." She looked at Sheldon, who was nodding as he smiled. "But my thought regarding cleanliness is not bordering at the psychotic."

"Of course it's not yours. It's mine." He took it from her hand and then tried wearing them on.

"Seriously, you're going to have the tiara one?"

"Why? Is there any problem?"

"No, no. It's rather…. cute." Sheldon rolled his eyes.

"I bought these because they are so-called pair bracelets and I thought maybe I could have the other one. And yes, before you inquire about you having the train charm while this one has the tiara, I think it is best for me to have the tiara because," he looked at her intently, "it will always reminds me of you. Of course given that I have an eidetic memory, I will never forget about you. But it will serve as a reminder that there's an Amy in my life who's working on brains and has been on the cover of a scientific journal."

"Sheldon, you know that I still hate you for that."

He wrinkled his eyebrows as a sort of confusion and protest. "How come? You even kissed me when I got you the tiara. I let you kiss me there in front of Penny. Wasn't that enough?"

"Oh, you know I'm just mocking you," she beamed at him. It was as if on cue, both of them went back to their cuddling position. "Sheldon, thanks for the food, and for the gift."

"You're always welcome, Amy Farrah Fowler." He kissed the top of her head and rested his chin on the same spot.

He definitely need to know how he could hide the bracelet from of his friends.

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End note: It's not sad now, right? Sweet and fluffy, I suppose? For those wondering, this is a flashback scene which happened a good year ago, if we're to consider the timeline of this fic. Most the next chapters will be like this. Try listening to Katy Perry's song. You might have a clue on how the story will go. (Oops, spoiler alert!)

Reviews are much appreciated! Shamy love ftw! :3

Edited Monday, October 22, 2012.