Disclaimer:

I do not own The Big Bang Theory. All rights reserved to Warner Brothers, Chuck Lorre and Bill Prady.

A/N:

I wrote Amy a little more experienced in relationships. Once more, her experience is based on my own, which is not that much. Don't worry, she won't be slutty or something like that. The thought came since I read a few fan-fiction in which Sheldon is the experienced one and I wanted to turn the tables a little in that matter. My only problem is that that the ex I was with the longest, has too many similarities to Sheldon, but I think I found a way around it. In any case, I will appreciate that you won't judge, since I don't like to remember that time, but I did wanted to put it in the story.

I would really love to read your thoughts about it.

Chapter 4:

Amy woke up around 6 PM from the rays of the sunset. She felt a little bit better and decided to make herself something light to eat, since her breakfast literally went down the toilet. She made herself a light toast and another cup of tea with honey and lemon. She set at the table in the kitchen and ate her toast slowly and thought that tomorrow is Christmas eve. She got to celebrate Christmas alone, but not in another country, away from her mother. Amy had a complicated relationship with her mother. They loved each other, of course, but Amy got extremely irritated with her mother very fast. Most of the times they fought over stupid things but other times the fights were more profound. The thing that drove Amy crazy the most was that her mother got insulted over the littlest things and Amy had a very hard time with that. She knew that a lot of girls and their mothers were best friends but in all honesty, she never wanted that with her mother. She loved her mother, but never saw her as her best friend. They had their own relationship and she was fine with it. They thought differently and it was fine with her.

Amy thought about her mother, Christmas and maybe cut this vacation short but then decided to give it another try. She decided to go out again and see the town a bit and look at the decorations around town. As she walked towards her car she saw Sheldon sit on the bench she set earlier today. He was hunched with his head was facing the ground and it seemed like he was in deep thoughts so she decided not to disturb him. She walked pass him to her car when she heard him talking. At first, she thought he was talking to himself, but then she saw that he was on the phone and by what she overheard, he talked to his mother. "mother, we've been over this yesterday. I am not coming home for Christmas this year." Amy did not hear the woman on the other side of the phone, but it seemed like she wasn't happy with her son at this moment. The next thing she heard, actually was the one that made her stop in her place "mother, I was force to take that vacation. The university made it sure that I won't be able to work and all of my friends took upon themselves to buy me that ticket and room here. The fact that I'm close does not mean that I have to come home for Christmas. I actually wanted to stay home, but the guys told me that if I won't go they will open every minted box action figure that I have, so I really didn't have much choice." What she heard coming out of a man that looked in his thirties, sounded a bit odd and left her in shock. His work place had to force him to take a vacation? His friends as well? Minted box action figures? He is at his home place and wouldn't see his family for the holidays? Though that last thought wasn't that to believe, since she also was close to her mother many years and didn't come home for the holidays. But the rest of it sounded odd. What person refuses that hard to take a vacation that he actually needs to be force to it both by his work place and his friends? She didn't realize she stayed put the entire time that Sheldon spoke on the phone, until she heard his voice directed at her with annoyance. "were you eavesdropping to my phone call? Or based on the fact that you are actually stand in front of me, were you listening to my phone call?" crap, crap, CRAP. she thought to herself. "well?!" he asked her stiffly. "oh god, I'm so, so, so sorry. I really didn't mean to listen." She said earnestly. "then why were you standing here?" he insisted. Because I heard a thirty-year-old man says that he was forced to take a vacation and if he wouldn't his friends will open his minted box action figures. She thought. "um…" she stuttered. She really didn't know what to say, because everything indicated that she was standing there because of his phone call. "I see… so you were listening". "I'm sorry. I was on my way to my car…" she said "and my conversations was so interesting. I most certainly can understand that, but phone call was privet and for your ears. If it was. I would have called you, but since I didn't you should have respected that and walk to your car as if you heard nothing." He lectured her. "look I said I was sorry. I really didn't mean to listen to your phone call. I don't know what went through my mind that I stopped suddenly." She said. "fine. Just leave me alone and keep your nose off of my phone calls." He said and turn back to the cottage. Something in his tone made Amy wonder if there was more to this then just her listening to his phone call. She walked behind him and spoke softly to him. "hey. Are you alright? I truly am sorry. Is there anything I can do to help?" he turned around to meet her gaze, his eyes wide. "help? Why would you think I need help?" he asked her, a bit hurt that everyone that he needed help. " I don't know. You look a bit shaken after that call. Maybe there is something I can help with". How can she help me? Besides, I don't need any help. "I don't think that you can help me. Besides, I don't need help. Why does everyone think I need help?" he asked her with a bit of anger. " I don't know what everyone else think of you. I don't know you. I was just offering. I will go on my way so you can keep mope quietly." She told him. "thank you. I appreciate that very much." They stood there for a few seconds, staring at each other. Amy was the first look away and stated to walk towards her car.

As she walked to her car she decided to stay in the cottage. That argument made her tired and she just wanted to take a walk around the cottage and absorb the beauty of it. She walked around the grounds and saw that there was a pool and a tennis table. Too bad she was here alone and had no one to play with. A man that must be forced to a vacation probably wouldn't want to play tennis table. She thought to herself. She kept her walk until she was next to the same bench once again. She sat there and let her mind wander off. A phone ring startled her and it took her a few seconds to understand that it was her own phone. It was her mother. "hi mom. How are you?" she answered. " I'm good. How are you? How do you feel?" she asked with concern. " I'm okay." Amy answered. "rally? No nausea? No throwing up?" Amy sight. " I see. Well are you going to do something about it?" her mother asked her. "of course, I am mother. you're asking me that like it is my fault or like I didn't went to doctors that didn't find a thing." Amy said to her mother, annoyed once more. That argument never brought anything good. " but how can you explain that, then?" her mother asked. "explain what? Why I'm throwing up so much? Gee mum, I don't know. I am not that kind of a doctor. I read that there are some side effects to the surgeries I've been through when I was little. Maybe that's what it is. I really don't know what to tell you". Amy was starting to get tired. " that is absurd. So, you will keep throwing up for the rest of your life because of surgeries you went through when you were a baby? I think you should check this more thoroughly." Her mother said. " I think so too. And I will do so, once I'm back in California." They kept on talking for a few more minutes before the hung up.

Amy set up and walked back to her apartment. Wanting to go to bed and put a movie. As she was putting her pajamas, she thought to herself that today was a good day, since she had nausea only once. She walked in bed with her laptop and decided to watch "Home Alone". It was her favorite movie to watch when Christmas came.

In the apartment, next to Amy, Sheldon set on his bed, thinking to himself that this vacation was absurd. He didn't like Texas and the weather here and his mother was angry with him for being so close and not coming home for Christmas. Why did I have to tell her that I'm in Texas? Oh right, because she can read me like an open book even if she can't see my face. He then he thought of something. His friends did buy him tickets and told him to go away for a vacation for a week and a half, but they never told him that he had to stay the entire week and a half. So, that mean that I can go back home early. He thought to himself, happy to find a loop hole that won't cost him his minted box action figures. He decided to try and see if there were flights back to California in the next few days. He knew it might be hard due to the holidays.

They both decided to take another walk outside before turning in for the night and walked out of their apartments at the same time. Amy had a bag of crackers with her, since she was hungry and didn't want to eat something that might make her sick. As she turned around to lock her door, she saw Sheldon walking out of his apartment. They smiled and nodded to each other politely and walked quietly to the same bench the both apparently liked. They set on both ends of the bench and Amy put the bag of crackers in the middle as a sign for Sheldon to take some if he wants. The gesture didn't lose on Sheldon so he nodded at her but didn't take some. He didn't know the woman and didn't want to risk in catching her germs. She obviously has something if she ran to her apartment and didn't touch her breakfast. He thought to himself.

They set in quiet looking far to the horizon for what seems like twenty minutes. " it's Christmas eve tomorrow." Amy said quietly. Slightly to herself. "yes. It is." Sheldon said. " I never celebrated Christmas so far away from my mother. we always were at the same country at Christmas." Where is, she going with this? Sheldon thought to himself. He decided not to answer her yet and see what her intentions are with that topic. Amy continued to speak, never understanding where it all came from. " I think she would rather that I'd be closer to her than any other year. Last year was a gloomy Christmas for me. I was with my ex-boyfriend. I realized at that moment that the relationship isn't going to last much longer. It took some time, but eventually, after six months of dating and two tries, I got the courage and broke it off permanently. He was so controlling and thought he could manipulate me into believing he believes the same things that I did, yet I could see through him and that he was pretending to keep me with him. I know that if I would have stayed with him, the moment he would have proposed, everything would change and he would try and force his beliefs on me and that I will have to change to fit better in the life he thought were best. He never realized that we were equals and that I had my own wants and needs. I hate people like that. It makes want to scream at them and shake them. When I did that with Jake he always said that he didn't like that I am yelling. Which I never did, I just raise my volume. It was either that or punch him in the face. God, he was an idiot. How can one have a relationship without ever arguing? That just mean you bottle things up to keep up the façade. Thank god, I dumped him. Three times. I guess three time is the charm. The idiot was always surprised every single time. He never saw my side in the relationship. That is why I wanted to go to vacation this year. To distant myself from the memories. it's not that I still love him. I don't think I ever loved him. I don't think I've ever been in love before, actually." Suddenly Amy caught herself and looked up to Sheldon with a shy gaze. "sorry, I was rumbling over my personal life, that you obviously don't care. I think I'll go now and dig a hole in the ground and burry myself there". She got up before Sheldon could say anything.

She got up a bit quickly and almost ran to her room from the embarrassment. All the talking, the getting up and the fast walking made the crackers come back up and before she knew it she was bend over the ground and throwing up.

Sheldon was dumbstruck by the last ten minutes. It took him a few seconds to understand that Amy was throwing up, but when he realized that he contemplated between helping her himself, which in itself was weird, go and call someone or just leave her there. He knew that the latter was the option that he would always preferred, but something inside told him to go and at least stand next to her and see if she was okay, so that's what he did. He went up to her and stood next to her at a safe distance, so that he wouldn't get any of her germs or smell the vomit. "there, there" he said to her. She was breathing heavily and reached out a hand for him to hold, since she was having trouble stabilizing herself on her feet. "are you okay?" Sheldon asked her as he took her hand awkwardly. Amy just nodded, still breathing deeply. After a few minutes, she stood up straight and mumbled a weak "thank you". They walked back together to their respective apartment. " do you need me to call someone here? Maybe a doctor?" Sheldon asked her. Amy just laughed bitterly. "if you will find one that will tell me what is wrong with me, then yes. By all means, do call a doctor" she said with something that sounded to Sheldon like frustration or maybe sadness. " I don't know what to say to that". He told her. "it's fine. Thank you for your help". She said. Amy opened the door and told half to herself and half to Sheldon, who was still standing at next to her door " I really think I'm going to back to California earlier than I thought." Sheldon caught that and said "are you from California?". "yes". She answered "why?". " I am too. I thought of going back home earlier too. Maybe we can find something together that will lower the cost, since it's Christmas". It's only logical. They thought to themselves. "maybe…" she said and turned around to enter her room. "goodnight" she told him. "goodnight" he replied and went to his room.