Author's notes: A huge thanks to everyone who reviewed and read the last chapter! I was so happy to see that you enjoyed this story so far! I hope I won't disappoint with this one.

This is how I wanted to end things, I wish the show would do something like that.

I also hope I wrote it in a way you can visualize it. You'll see why.

I own nothing.

Chapter 4

"You're kidding!"

"It's true, mr. pockey was wide awake! It was pretty much visible in the nightgown."

"He was wearing a nightgown? Amy's nightgown?"

"Probably! It looked like a grandma one, he either bought it for her or stole it from her closet!"

"I didn't know he was going that crazy!"

"Poor Sheldon! The man lost it!"

"Yeah, and I haven't told you the worst part! He was recording it!" Howard made a dramatic pause. "When I opened the door, he was picking up a tripod with a camera on the top from the floor. He must have dropped it somehow..."

"Are you telling us he was he making some sort of weird kinky video?"

"Oh yeah!"

Raj and Leonard sat back on the couch. They couldn't believe what he was doing in there, with people in the apartment.

"Do you think I should call his mother?" Leonard asked.

"And say what? Your little Shelly has gone nuts and is making naughty trasvested videos?"

"Yeah, that's a bad idea. So what should we do about him?" There was a pause. They all stared blankly at the ceiling, trying to understand what Howard had seen. They were all startled by the sound of Sheldon's door being unlocked.

"Gentlemen." Sheldon appeared in the hall, walking towards his desk.

"Milady." Howard replied quietly.

Sheldon turned around shooting him a death stare.

"Unbelievable. Are you guys going to mock me?"

"Well... Not exactly, Sheldon."

"I'm here trying to solve my problems with Amy and you're there making fun of me? Go ahead! I've been humiliated enough, I can take it." He crossed his arms, waiting for them to ridicularize him.

"Sheldon, we're not making fun of you, we're just worried! Why the hell are you locked in your room making a video dressed in Amy's nightgown?"

"I told you, I'm trying to solve my problems with Amy, are you deaf?"

The three friends stared at each other, they had no idea of how they could help him.

"Alright, Sheldon, we won't say anything else."

"Thank you, Leonard. Now excuse me, I have to go back to my room." He quickly opened the drawer and collected the tiny box, hiding it in his pocket, before returning to his bedroom.

The bottle Amy had at home was already opened, the three drunk girls were lying on Amy's couch, with her on Penny's lap. It had been an hour since Amy started crying. Penny brushed her hair with her fingers, waiting for her to calm down. Now she was asleep. Bernie was typing a message for her husband to pick her up, when she heard Penny whispering.

"Do you think I screwed up too much by telling her about the ring?"

"Well, I guess that was not your plan, right?"

"No... It just slipped..."

"Maybe it was for the best.

"That's what I hope. Should we carry her to her bedroom?"

"Sure, let me help you. I pick her feet."

The two friends tried to carry Amy to her bed without waking her up, but they were too drunk and Penny accidentaly bumped her head on the Tardis door frame.

"Hmmm!" She woke up with the pain in her head, noticing she was being carried by the girls.

"Sorry, Ames!"

"That's ok, just put me down, I can walk to my bedroom."

Bernie opened the door, while Penny held Amy's arm and helped her sit on her bed.

"Now let's change these clothes, you'll feel better then."

Bernie grabbed one of her nightgowns from a drawer, Penny tried to help Amy unbutton her cardigan. After she was dressed, Bernie fluffed her pillow and helped Amy to bed.

"Thank you girls, you're the best." Amy said, before dozing off almost immediatly after.

"Poor thing, I hope she can fix things with Sheldon."

"So do I."

"Come on, she needs to rest. Howie will give you a ride home. We're both too drunk to drive."

Amy woke up with her phone buzzing near her on the bedside table. She didn't remember going to bed, but she remembered drinking too much last night with the girls. Her head was about to explode, and the light coming from the window hurt her eyes. She turned away, covering her head with the blanket.

After a few minutes she heard the phone buzzing again. She blindly tried to find it with her hand without success, before turning around and looking for it. It was an email from Sheldon.

Dear Amy,

I know you asked for a break. I respect that, altough I believe I could finally understand what made you so upset. I propose a pause in our break so we can talk about it. Please, if that doesn't work I promise I will not bother you again. Just give me a chance.

If you agree on that, could you please come to my apartment, I say today after lunch?

Please inform if this works for you.

Love,

SC

She looked at the time he sent it, 2.48 am. Why was he awake until so late? She reread the email three times before replying to it.

Dear Sheldon,

I agree to meet you after lunch. I'll be there at 1.30 pm.

Love,

AFF

Her heart was beating fast. She was so scared. Would he ever propose to her? Or did she screw things up by asking for a break? What if he never gets to propose again? Was he going to do that in their anniversary?

She stood up and walked to the kitchen to find a painkiller and water. She needed to be recovered before seeing him. She decided to take a bath and relax, she wouldn't screw things up with him again.

With his computer set on the coffee table, Sheldon made the last arrangements before Amy arrived. When he got up from his spot, he heard a noise of something cracking.

"Dear Lord, what is it now?" He lifted his cushion to find a dirty plastic knife lying under it.

'Koothrappali will receive another strike for that! First my laser pointer, now this!' He took a few tissues from the Rubik cube, picking the soiled item and discarding it in the waste bin.

He put on a pair of rubber gloves, knelt on the floor, grabbing the Purell bottle and spraying some on a clean cloth. He quickly tried to remove any germs that might have been left in the couch. That was when he heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Just a minute!"

'Dear Lord, now I'm late! Three strikes, Raj, I said three strikes!' He stood up from the floor, getting rid of the gloves, not noticing a tiny box falling from his pocket.

Even though Amy had been there tons of times, she still waited for him to open it for her. She heard him walking fast inside, and after a while he opened the door.

"Hello, Amy." She noticed a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

"Hello, Sheldon. Is everything ok?"

"Yes, please come in."

She entered the apartment, looking around. Everything appeared to be normal. He closed the door and took her hand to lead her to the couch.

"Please sit here with me. I have something to show you."

Her heart started beating faster. Oh, no, was he going to propose now?

"Err... Sheldon, I think we should talk first!"

"Amy. That is why I invited you here. But what I have to tell you I'm going to show you instead."

"Ok. Show me." She closed her eyes and gulped, feeling her heart pounding in her chest with anticipation.

He turned around, opening his laptop. She opened her eyes and stared at him, seeing that he was working on his computer.

"What is that, Sheldon?"

"I made a video."

"Is that what you have to show me?"

"Yes, I worked on it all night. Please, before you say anything, I'd like you to watch it until the end."

"Alright." She turned around, facing the screen, when he pressed play. His face appeared in the screen. He was clearly on his bed, she could see its headboard behind him. Then he started speaking.

"This video is my application for a journey of a lifetime. A life to be shared with the most important person in the Universe. You, Amy."

Sheldon observed her watching it attently. He had never been this anxious in his entire life.

"And to show you I can be the ideal candidate, I decided to make this video, as I also excel in producing them, so you could have an overview as why you should consider sharing your life with me."

"What does this mean, Sheldon?" She looked at him, puzzled.

"Shhhhh, watch!" He said, pointing to the screen. "No interruptions, please!"

"But first, let's analyze the main reasons why our relationship has become jeopardized. They will be followed by a series of three life-changing questions." He lifted a sheet of paper in the video, zooming in. It was written "Reason # 1" in it. After a pause, it cut to him in bed with a comic book in his hands. He turned his head to the camera, and started speaking again.

"Since you broke up with me, I've been nothing but miserable. I kept having Gollum nightmares, I have no longer interest in things I used to enjoy in the past. Things that usually bothered me seemed to be worthless of my attention." He threw the comic book away, picking up his tablet. Her picture was in it, and he showed it to the camera. "Because all I can think of is you. All I think of is how I can solve our problems and get you back."

There was another cut, now he was standing up next to his whiteboard. "I spent days trying to figure out what I did wrong, trying to understand why you needed a break from me. I always thought you were happy about us, because I've never been so happy in my entire life." He took a picture in his hands, and zoomed in their prom photo. At that moment, Amy already felt tears starting to form in her eyes.

The next cut showed him again in his bed wearing her nightgown. He had a tea mug in his hand, and he was lying on his side. "I don't know what else to do to fill this emptiness I feel inside. There's not enough hot tea to calm me down or cheer me up." He placed the mug on his bedside table. "I even tried to wear your overnight nightgown so I could feel you closer. But even though it smells like you, I can't feel your skin, I can't see your beautiful smile, I tried to touch a screen with your picture, but it was not you." He touched her photo in the tablet screen, staring at the camera with sad eyes. "You're irreplaceable."

Amy couldn't believe he was so open to her, even though it was in a video, but he was right beside her, watching it. She knew he was looking at her, seeing her reactions, but she was going to be bold and watch it until the end, without interruptions, just as he requested.

"I think so much about you that lately I've been uncontrollably aroused, much more often than usual." He sat up, zooming out the camera, pulling the nightgown up on his legs. "And this, Amy, is to show you how much I want you. I desire you. I never had the courage to admit that. I never wanted you to think less of me, being a slave to my baser urges." He zoomed in to his face again, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "But this is me now. I hope I'm still valuable for you."

That part shocked Amy. She blushed, feeling her hands sweat. That was when she felt his hand on top of hers. She held it, caressing his palm with her thumb.

The video now showed Sheldon in his Friday pajamas, sitting on his bed."I have fears Amy. Fears I never wanted to admit. Fear of being like my dad, and not being able to give you a happy future when we get married. I fear not being good at my sexual performance, and disappoint you because of my lack of experience. And at last, I fear not being able to be honest with you because I'm such a coward." He paused and looked down, taking a few deep breaths before continuing.

"But I realized when we saw each other in the hall of the university what we've been really missing. We need to communicate better. Without it, we'll never have a good relationship, even though we scored an 8.2." He lifted the test they made, pointing to their final punctuation, before putting it away.

"So, from now on, no matter how ashamed I might feel, no matter how much I fear to disappoint you with my thoughts, I will never try to omit things, nor lie to you, and I hope you can take my honesty seriously and not judge me for what I tell you."

He looked away for a second, then he turned again to the camera, a smile appearing in his face. "Because you're also my best friend. I love you. And I need you so badly in my life."

Amy felt him tighten the grip in her hand.

The next scene had Sheldon holding down another sheet of paper. "I was also informed that it is really important to keep you satisfied so you wouldn't have anything to complain about. And I plan to do that from now on. I will do whatever I can to make you happy and pleased. Amy, I'm not afraid to give myself to this relationship anymore."

He seemed confident enough in the video, the look in his eyes was one that Amy had never seen before. His eyes were darker, his eyebrows slightly lifted, sending shivers to her spine.

"I'll never mask my intentions again with stupidities about super heroes or science talk. So, get ready, little lady." He lifted the paper he was holding, zooming in to the message "Question # 1". After he put it down, he continued.

"So here's my first question to you. If you answer accordingly, you will be allowed to see the second part of this video. Amy Farrah Fowler, will you forgive me?"

He paused the video, sitting back in his spot. He held both of her hands, staring at her now not with the same confidence as in the video, but it was a scared and insecure look, pleading for an affirmative answer.

"Yes, Sheldon, I forgive you." He pulled her for a kiss, letting go the breath he was holding, relaxing in her arms. Amy moved her mouth a bit, deepening the kiss, and they made out for a few minutes, before he broke the kiss.

"Thank you, Amy."

"Oh, Sheldon, I love you so much!"

"I love you too."

He gave her one last kiss, before speaking again.

"Now, little lady, this is the second part of the video. Shall we start?"

"Yes."

He pressed play again, and the video started with the title "Reason # 2".

"As I can see, you forgave me, which makes me a really happy man. I hope you'll be patient enough to listen to the second part. It involves a couple of confessions."

He picked up an envelope, zooming in, until Amy could read "Proposal for a New Generation of Fusion Reactors with M Theory applications, by Dr. Sheldon Lee Cooper."

"The first one is about something that happened over three years ago. When I was having problems in developing my paper in String Theory and Kripke did a better job than mine, I was really afraid of him acknowledging his work was better. So when he assumed the cause of me not excelling at work was because I was 'getting laid', I didn't correct him. And he still thinks it's true."

He put the envelope down, gulping, before continuing. "He offered me advice after we met at lunch and I accepted. He told me that if I kept you satisfied then there would be only one reason for you to be unreasonable lately." He paused, licking his lips. "Pregnancy hormones."

Amy looked at him, pausing the video.

"He thinks I'm pregnant?"

"Yes. I'm sorry, Amy. But just to check, you're not, right?"

"What? Are you out of your mind? How could I ever be pregnant?"

"Of course you're not, what a silly idea! But no interruptions, I explain that in the video as well."

She tried to argue again, but he quickly pressed play.

"I was such a coward that I didn't correct him again. So I'm sorry for letting him think you're pregnant. I also hope you're not, I wish our children were conceived naturally. I will make it all clear to him next Monday, so please don't be mad."

He picked up another document in his hands. "Even though I lied to him, he offered me important insights about relationships." He lifted it, zooming in the title. "That's why I'm presenting to you 'The Intimacy Serendipity: Facts, conjectures and experiments'. This is a document containing all the discoveries I've made recently about that I would like to try with you, in order to keep both of us satisfied."

Sheldon picked up the same document from the coffee table, giving it to her. Amy took a quick look, it contained several pages, all filled up with text and pictures. 'Oh my God! Was that a man licking a-'. But Sheldon took it away.

"Later. Let's continue."

"You can take your time to read it, and once you agree with that, little lady, be ready to have your world rocked." He put the document away, picking up the next title, "Question # 2"

"So, here is my second question: are you ready to join me and start our own discoveries in the intimacy matter?"

He paused the video, staring at her, still scared that she would be mad at him.

"I think I need a chamomile tea."

"Oh, sure, how rude of me not to offer you a beverage when you arrived!" He stood up and started to heat the kettle, while Amy sat at the island.

"Sheldon, I'm mad at you for what you told Kripke."

He sat across from her, looking down, just nodding.

"I see."

"But I understand why you did it. I just wish I hadn't been involved."

"I know, I'm sorry, Amy."

"But at the same time I'm flattered."

"You are?"

"Yes. Both that you considered me a distraction, and that he assumed that I was desireable enough to distract you."

"You have no idea how much of a distraction you are, even without the getting laid part. Which I intend to fix soon." He raised his eyebrows, turning around to continue to make their tea.

As he poured the water in their mugs, he saw her standing up from the stool, walking towards him. He put the kettle down, turning around to face her, when she grabbed his neck and pulled him to a heated kiss. He placed his hands on her hips, feeling her tongue invading his mouth, bringing his to touch hers, electric shocks been sent to his spine and his loins.

She broke the kiss, taking her mug with her and walking back to her spot in the couch. He followed her with his tea in hand, sitting beside her.

"So?"

"Yes, Sheldon, I'm ready for us to explore each other increasing our intimacy level. What did you call it, again?" She picked the document again from the coffee table. "The Intimacy Serendipity: Facts, conjectures and experiments."

"Did you know that the word serendipity, which stands for the fact of something interesting or pleasant happening by chance, was formed by the word of an old name for Sri Lanka, Serendip? It was part of a fairy tale called The Three Princes of Serendip, which was a story of accidental discoveries."

"I had an idea about it, but I was not aware it was originated from a fairy tale. Let's make it our word of the day."

"Good. Now let's continue."

The video started with Sheldon lifting another title, "Reason # 3". "That night I skyped you two weeks ago, I wanted to tell you about relationships and their difficulties. It's not just for closure I'm coming back to this issue, but because it's something I really need you to know. Amy, all relationships are difficult." He picked up his tablet with a picture of Leonard and Penny.

"For example, Penny and Leonard have been fighting to stay together for 8 years, and no matter how hard it was for Leonard to pursue this relationship, he persisted and was victorious. He is now married and they are happier than ever." He clicked a few times on the screen, changing for another photo.

"Look at Howard and Bernadette. Poor woman, she had the patience of a saint to deal with his sex pervert personality and even then she was able to make him a better man, beside the fact he still has got just a master in engineering. But I think love is stronger than these issues and they are married and both seem to be very happy." He changed it to a picture of Raj and Emily during prom.

"Coming now to Raj, he couldn't even speak to women until recently and even with this difficulty he managed to find a girlfriend. A quirky one to say, but who accepts him for who he is." He put the tablet down, picking up the picture frame from his bedside table.

"Now let's move on to the most important one. Our relationship. Amy, you have been so patient with me, and I do appreciate that. I appreciate you, even though it's not always noticeable. I wish I had been an easier person to deal with, then I wouldn't have made you suffer. I've been nothing but a callous egomaniac. I've realized that some time ago, and I know I hurt your feelings time after time. All because I was afraid of change. Afraid of committing myself to you. Afraid of giving in to my urges. Afraid of the love I feel for you." He stood up, picking up the camera in his hand, having it move along with him, positioned with an arm's distance.

"But I can't think of my life without you in it. I'm really sorry for everything I said and done that hurt you." He turned the camera, showing the next title in a paper on his bed, "Question # 3".

Sheldon stopped the video, bringing himself down on one knee, reaching for the box inside of his pocket.

"Oh-oh."

He quickly stood up, looking around, trying to imagine how it fell from his pocket. 'Koothrappali, that's all your fault. Consider yourself banned from this group!'

He lifted the cushion, finding the tiny box underneath it. He placed the cushion back, looking at Amy, who was watching him with a confused look in her face. When she saw the box, she almost fainted.

"Oh my God, Sheldon!" She whispered, bringing a hand to her mouth.

He knelt on the floor again, showing her the tiny box.

He tried to speak, but no words came out. His breathing became erratic, he was bearing a panic attack. He lowered his head, a tear fell from his eye.

"Breath, Sheldon. You don't have to ask me that if you're not ready." She placed her hands on the box, lowering his hand. "I know it's a big step."

He shook his head, taking a deep breath, wiping the tear from his face, then he looked up to face her again, and still on his knee he opened the box.

"Amy Farrah Fowler." He gulped, taking another deep breath. "Will you consider me for this journey of a lifetime?"

THE END