Summary : Just in time to save their relationship, Sheldon realizes he needs to change in order to keep Amy as his girlfriend. He needs to prove to her that he can be the boyfriend she desires, and he starts by making promises ; 101 Promises to Amy Farrah Fowler.

Sidenote : Shamy focused, will consist of the gang, set after season 7 finale, spoilers for season 8, romance, fluff and arguments to be expected.

Promise 07 : I will travel through the snow to be with you.

The petite figure slowly made her way across the length of the brightly lit bedroom, each foot sloppily dragging as she walked. A thin, floral blanket was draped across her shoulders, held together at her chest by both of her hands, while the remaining of the fabric fell to a puddle at the floor, trailing behind her.

Winter had hit hard and rather fierce this particular year, much colder than any winter the female has viewed since living in Pasadena, California. Over the past week or so, many people would roam the streets, drowned in layers of clothing, in attempt to get their grocery shopping finished to avoid venturing out in such weather again.

By now, everyone seemed to be indoors, snuggled up in front of the fire. Amy, of course, still had to make visits to work, despite what weather was to hit. Recently she had found it usual to be greeted with frosted-over windows on her car. The first day was a hassle, resulting in her being late, but the following days she had been prepared; luckily enough, the university was shut today.

She had no intention of going out, instead enjoying the morning to herself, before her boyfriend would spend the remainder of the afternoon and evening together at her apartment, as it was Date Night.

Just at the thought of seeing him, a smile crept to her face. She'd been craving his presence greatly, even though she's seen him much more often that she would have months ago, and so was glad they'd spent most of the day together. Not only that, but it was the first Date Night the two would participate in since Sheldon's surprise arrival, and he had definitely missed out on some while away; Amy knew tonight was going to be a special one.

The female lazily strolled to turn up the temperature, flick on the news, and head towards the kitchen for a hot beverage – All the while, a big grin plastered on her face.

Before she knew it, she had a cup of hot chocolate ready for her, staring up at her from the counter. As she grasped it with both hands, she felt a wave of warmth sooth her shivering body. She wasn't one for the extremely cold weather, but all the cozy advantages that came with it were right up her street.

"The cold has hit California like never before. The streets are smothered with thick layers of snow. We haven't seen this weather in years!"

Amy's head shot up once the enthusiastic, yet gravelly voice of the weather forecast man's update hit her ears; her eyes darted to the screen, showing the short, smiley man stood within the snow, indicating to his surrounds, and by the words on the bottom of the television, he was located roughly near her area.

She stopped in her tracks, now halfway between her couch and her kitchen counter, turning to look at the window besides her. As she stepped forward and leaned over the table, she used her one free hand to roll up the blinds that were obstructing her view.

Slowly, the bright white snow came into view, covering everything in sight. The roads were silent, yet obvious tire tracks dented in the seemingly thick snow; but the apartment's parking lot contained children who were experiencing the snow, most probably, for the first time in their life.

While squinting at the bright scenery, she took the first sip of her hot chocolate. Amy had never experienced snow, so she knew she'd have to sneak outside at some point to have some fun herself. Maybe even Sheldon could join when he got here? Although he has visited the North Pole, so she wouldn't expect him to be as excited as he was.

The thought of them both laying in the snow, making snow angels had soon vanished, her focus now attracted to the sound of a Skype call from her laptop. Amy soon sat down in her normal seat and flattened out her nightgown quickly, using her remote to mute the television.

Sheldon soon appeared once they were both connected; looking rather distant and tired, and by judging by the state of his hair, he had recently woken up, yet to take a shower. His eyes seemed only half open and his green plaited gown was messily tied, revealing a little more of his chest than she was used to seeing.

"Good morning, handsome." Amy snorted playfully, the corners of her mouth pulling her lips into a smug grin as she finished her words, her eyes looking over her boyfriend. With only a tired groan in response, she let her mug meet her lips once again, the hot liquid running down her throat. "Looked outside, yet?"

Knock. Knock. Knock. "Sheldon!"
Knock. Knock. Knock. "Sheldon!"
Knock. Knock. Knock. "Sheldon!"

The thunderous sound of banging on his bedroom door soon awoke the male, a bad mood slowly creeping up on him before he even had the chance to open his eyes. He could recognize that flirtatious, mocking tone calling his name any day.

With a small groan of discontent, Sheldon squinted his eyes open, glancing around his rather bright and illuminated room. As he threw his arms behind his head and arched his back to stretch, he looked to his right, to the source of his newly lit room, his blind-covered window. It wasn't too early in the morning or it'd remain dark outside, so he guessed it was an appropriate time to wake – He just didn't appreciate the way in which he was woken.

After another round of vicious knocking, he threw himself out of bed and dressed as appropriately as he could while making his way to his bedroom door. This better be important, he hissed to himself internally, yet a frown showing the annoyance on his face. Judging by the tone of her voice, Penny didn't seem too upset or panicked, but her desperate try to wake him told him otherwise.

As he stepped outside the door, he was greeted with a very tired looking Leonard, who happened to follow his moves in sync. They both glanced at each other for a moment, understanding the other's pain.

If it wasn't for Leonard and his genitals, Sheldon wouldn't be awoken rudely on this date due to his roommate's fiancé. At this thought, the male mimed the exact date and time of when Leonard invited Penny over to their apartment, indicating this incident was his happening.

The shorter of the two could only roll his eyes as he followed the Texan into the main room in search for the guilty female who was responsible for their sudden wake up.

Sure enough, Penny was stood in front of the couch, slipping her arm into a beige fashionable trench coat. She wore her usual attire of a shirt and pants, with the exception of black ankle boots a scarf around her neck, and gloves on her fingers.

The female brushed her hair into position before she had noticed the two men who sloppily stood in the hallway, eyeing her up in confusion. At the sight of them, she let out a sly chuckle, her fingers fiddling with the buttons on her coat. "Took you both long enough."

Sheldon's eyebrows furrowed immediately, trying to make some sense of the situation, but had no idea what was going on. "You rudely knocked on my bedroom door to wake me and you're putting on your coat to leave?"

Deciding to leave his friend ask the questions, Leonard slipped past and made his way to the kitchen to prepare himself a beverage. It didn't seem an emergency, so he didn't take much notice into why he had been awoken, but was instead focusing on how to help himself out because he was suddenly awoken – Deciding a cup of coffee would clear his mind.

"Take a look out the window." The female chimed, a big grin plastered on her face as she pointed towards the window not too far from Sheldon. Standing with her weight shifted onto one side, she crossed her arms, awaiting the reaction.

Unsure of her smug look, the Texan narrowed his eyes at Penny, yet slowly began to make his way towards the window. The remaining male soon joined in, now interested in his fiance's mysterious reasoning. By the time the blinds were rolled up, he had reached Sheldon, both glancing at all the objects before them painted white.

Sheldon let out a small hum of interest, his brows rising ever so slightly. He surely wasn't expecting snow this year, and not this time of year, either. If there were a downfall of snow, he'd have thought California would have it in another month or so.

However, Leonard's eyes grew bigger at the sight of all the soft, fluffy-looking snow that was only a flight of stairs away. A smile formed on his lips, his white teeth shining as he did so; thinking of all the fun he'd be able to have. Sure, snow isn't new to him, but now he'd be able to experience it with the woman he loved.

The tallest turned around as his roommate's presence left his side, now wandering around the room to grab his coat and other essential clothing items needed if he were to join Penny outside. "I'll just go out in my pajamas. No bother changing!" He sounded cheerfully, rushing to dress.

"I don't understand the excitement." Sheldon groaned as if looking down on him. Leonard was by no means smarter than him, but he was definitely above average, so he expected more from him. Penny, sure, but Leonard should know better.

The female let out a throaty laugh at her boyfriend's cute attempts to prepare himself for an outing in the snow, helping him zip up his coat as he frantically shoved his shoes on his feet. "You should join us, sweetie. It'll be fun."

The male averted himself away from the corner of the room, walking with his arms crossed in front of his chest. "I don't think so." He commented with a brief scoff, earning a disapproved look by the Nebraskan.

What was the point in venturing out in such weather? Maybe you'd earn a few minutes of laughter and playful games, but you'd only result in getting the flu. Staying in bed all day with a stuffy nose wasn't worth the fun, in his opinion.

"Suit yourself."

After a short while of preparing themselves, the engaged couple excitedly left the building, leaving Sheldon stood in the middle of the room. Great, he sarcastically thought, peering around. He was up early with no plans for the morning. Hopefully, the afternoon would come quick enough.

He was rather looking forward to seeing his girlfriend, even though he may not be the best at showing her so. She was just what he needed right now – Her soft spoken voice to sooth him on such a cold day. Upon realizing, he forced himself to stop smiling, clearing his throat instead, deciding to give her a call.

Following his actions to sit down and open up the laptop, his eyes widened in delight when Amy's face appeared on the screen; her hair slightly messy, glasses tilted a little, and wrapped up in a white nightgown. Despite her morning appearance, he thought she looked as satisfying as usual.

Before he had the chance to speak, the bubbly female jumped ahead with her wide grin and teasing glare in her eyes. "Good morning, handsome." Sheldon could only groan at the word 'morning', choosing to disregard her comment, and luckily, she spoke again. "Looked outside, yet?"

"Indeed." He rolled his eyes, obviously disinterested. He opened his mouth, a long rant about the snow sitting at the back of his throat, but he was cut off when hearing the apartment's door open, a red-nosed Leonard peeping around.

Amy was of course curious as to what had distracted her boyfriend, but she didn't seem to mind too much, as the view of his jawline seemed to enlarge her smile, attempting to hide it behind her mug. My boyfriend is a work of art, she thought to herself, taking a quick sip.

Soon enough, a short, yet round, figure walked across her screen; smothered in layers of clothing to keep warm. "Forgot these." He excused as he turned around with a goofy smile, holding up a pair of gloves. As he proceeded out the door, he slipped them on, not forgetting to greet Amy in the process.

As the door was shut, Sheldon refocused on his laptop screen with a dull gaze, looking at his girlfriend who was still smiling, but her eyebrows were raised, asking him a silent question. "Penny burst into the apartment and woke me up with a deafening banging to my bedroom door." He gritted his teeth in frustration, pressing a hand against his left ear. "I'm sure she burst my eardrum, also."

The female, recognizing the annoyance from her boyfriend, soon spoke up to save herself an extended version of the story. "I bet they're out making some snow angels." She chuckled softly, imagining the outline of her bestie's thin, tall figure, next to Leonard's shorter, wider figure. "I've never made a snow angel."

Sheldon watched as she scrunched up her nose, smiling widely. His girlfriend being outside in the snow wasn't something he'd like to witness anytime soon. He did not want her ill, and trusted the fact that she's smarter than his roommate, so shouldn't have a problem avoiding the temptation.

It took him a moment to realize, but he soon figured out that there was no way in which the two could see each other in such weather. The snow would be too deep to drive a vehicle through, and he was sure the buses would have temporarily stopped for the time being. "Amy, I won't be able to make it over to your apartment in this weather."

Just as he softly spoke his words, he could see the happiness within her die out, despite the fact she was trying to contain her disappointment. Then again, Amy had been looking forward to this day for the past week or so, so a change in weather that suddenly came between both of them wasn't in any way pleasing.

"This is the first Date Night we'd share since you've left, Sheldon. I've really anticipated this day." She spoke, placing down her beverage, evident now that she wasn't happy. "If you're unwilling to walk here, I can come over to your apartment. No problem."

Her choice of words shocked him, yet he knew what she was saying was in fact true. He could make it if he decided to walk, but he wasn't willing to spend so much time out in the freezing cold outdoors. Even though he, too, did want to see her, he wouldn't risk her being ill for his needs. "No."

"So we're going to go another month without having Date Night?" She spoke, her pitch now higher. "We've already missed three Date Nights while you were gone. So this'll be the fourth?"

At the mention of his trip away, he dropped his head in shame; remembering the argument and his vows to his girlfriend that followed his return. He did say he was going to change. Surely risking the possibility of being ill wasn't as bad as he thought, right?

"I'll think about it." Sheldon commented quickly, although having made a decision already. Rather than continue his words, he nodded and shut his laptop.

Amy hummed slightly once the call was disconnected, peeling her eyes of her laptop screen to glance about the room. "I'll think about it." She mimicked with pursed lips, trying to determine the meaning of his words.

He was a stubborn man, so it'd be a shock if he actually had happened to change his mind within a matter of seconds. Yet again, he wasn't persistent with his disapproval, instead deciding to hide from the situation. Hopefully, it was his attempt of saying yes without having to admit he let his stubbornness slide this once.

Luckily enough, Amy received a text message from the male nearly fifteen minutes later.

08:12 From : Sheldon
Promise 07 : I will travel through the snow to be with you.

All he could hear was the muffled sound of children's laughter each occasion he walked past a group of kids partying with the snow. Otherwise, it was silent – No whizzing of cars, chattering of people, or birds chirping. Instead all he could hear was the howling of the wind and laughter and squealing whenever he passed the children.

"Definitely feels like a horror movie to me." Sheldon resorted to himself with a frown, clutching his arms over his chest. No one in a horror movie has ever resorted to their situation being like a horror movie, right? At least Sheldon hadn't came across one yet, although he didn't tend to watch many scary films.

Despite his girlfriend's house being only an average of eight minutes away by car, it was over half an hour if walking. He had already walked a good twenty minutes, if taking an estimate, and still had a long way to go.

Throughout his journey he tried to desperately rub himself warm – Even his many layers of clothing couldn't keep the cold out. He wore his one-in-all pajama suit, or as others would call it 'onesie', under his usual two shirts and his coat. Including the said onesie, he wore a total of two layers on his legs, wearing a pair of his everyday pants. Boots were on his feet and, so far, keeping him dry. His gloves hardly seemed to work and his hat wasn't doing a good job either.

The only piece of material that was doing its job was the long knitted scarf he had wrapped around his neck – Given to him by his Meemaw years back. It was a reliable item, always kept it warm whenever he needed, and now he could give her feedback that it does indeed work when in snowy conditions.

Without paying much attention to his surroundings, plus the fact all the surfaces were white, he happened to stub his foot on the step of a pavement he was meaning to step up. This soon resulted in him tripping, his other foot unable to catch him, hearing a shriek within the distance.

Before he could focus on the witness to his accident, he managed to save himself – But not his gloves. His hands had disappeared within the snow, and he could soon feel the coldness focus on the tips of his fingers.

"Sheldon."

After standing up tall, he soon looked ahead to see a jogging figure near him, seemingly struggling by the amount of clothes worn. A deeper frown seemed to sneak up on his lips after realising it was his girlfriend who was approaching.

He could only sigh to himself as he began peeling of the gloves; giving Amy time to catch up to him. By now, both his hands were wet and throbbing from the cold, immediately turning red. He soon folded one glove inside the other to keep them both together, before speaking as he was united with the female. "I told you not to come outside, didn't I?"

As he looked at her, his face softened. She was much wider than usual, and by the looks of it, wearing several layers of clothing. She wore pants for a change, making Sheldon realize he had only ever seen her in skirts. She wore waterproof boots that looked too big for her own feet, and thick woolly gloves that were sure to keep her hands warm. The hat she was wearing covered the top half of her forehead and kept her ears hidden, and she wore a scarf around her neck which was pulled up to hide her nose and mouth.

The only way Sheldon could describe her outfit was childlike; when a mother worries and dressed up her child so much that they waddle like a penguin, hardly able to move.

She soon pulled down her scarf so she could freely speak. "That why I'm wearing so many layers." Amy announced proudly, raising both her arms as if to gesture to her outfit, but she struggled to lift them past a ninety degree angle. "Are you alright though?"

Struggling to stay stern with such an adorable sight, he soon agreed with the change of topic rather than to keep his focus on her bad behaviour. He nodded down at his wet gloves before he stuffed them into his coat pocket, rubbing his hands together to warm them up. "I'm not injured."

"Your hands must be cold." Amy furrowed her brows before she slipped her fingers out of her own glove; frowning at the sudden gush of air to her hand. "You can have mine, it's only a small journey back."

Before he could object, he held her soft, black glove between his freezing hands, hardly given the option to turn down the offer. "Amy." Sheldon spoke sternly, reaching for the said female's exposed hand with his own.

As he held her palm, he paused for a brief moment. Sure, she had no glove on, so her hand would be expected to be cold, but his hand was still damp and had been exposed to such temperatures for even longer. As soon as his hand touched hers, he felt warmth, and he definitely didn't want to let go.

"I don't want you ill." He then muttered, knowing that as much as he wanted to hold her cold, but warm, hand, she needed to wear her gloves. After he spoke, he carefully slipped her fingers back into the security of the glove, making sure not to hurt her by bending her fingers the wrong way.

Amy bit her lip throughout the entirety of his actions, yet her bright smile still shining through. If she had any say in what to do, she'd hold his icy hand all the way home, but of course, Sheldon wouldn't agree to such a thing. But despite what she really wanted to do, she was also content with his worry and concern for her.

She wriggled her fingers around in the fabric, trying to get it into a comfortable position. "Or we could share my gloves?" The female suggested with a playful shrug of her shoulders, holding her hand out, palm up.

The Texan only stared at her hand, unsure of what she was actually implying. When realizing she needed to spell it out for him, she grasped his hand with her covered glove and raised it to give it a teasing shake in front of his face.

Despite given another opportunity to hold hands, he knew they'd still be as cold in that position. The coldness of his own hand would soon transfer to her own hand, so he simply preferred if she kept warm herself. "Thank you for the offer but my pockets will do fine." He spoke with a nod, slipping his hand out from hers and into the confided warmth of his coat pocket, his other hand mimicking.

After a few more minutes of silence between the two, they had walked far enough to reach Amy's apartment's parking lot. Despite the numerous cars occupying spaces, the snow on the ground looked so pure and untouched, giving Amy the urge to leave her footprints here there and everywhere.

As they neared the building, Sheldon decided to take a peek towards the shorter other out of curiosity, but soon panicked when he couldn't see her bobbing figure in the corner of his eye. He stopped in his tracks and turned around sharply, taking a large intake of oxygen as he did so; the thought of losing Amy in such weather wondering into his mind.

His eyes soon fell upon his girlfriend's frozen figure, standing with a cute grin a few meters away from him. He cleared his throat as if to hide his worry, his eyes glancing about the surroundings as if to ask why she had halted.

"Why don't we stay out here for a moment?"

Sheldon's brows furrowed immediately at the female's logic, turning back to look at the building they were only a small distance from. His eyes automatically fell upon Amy's apartment, her kitchen window to be precise. All he wanted was to get into that room and enjoy his night, not putting himself and his girlfriend at a higher risk of catching the flu.

Despite his long think about what he'd like to chose, Amy stood with a wide smile on her face, awaiting some sort of reaction from him. He had agreed to take a walk out in the snow already, so maybe he'd realize than an extra few minutes would hardly make a difference.

Even if the male had objected, once he left late this evening she'd have her chance to play with the snow. The only problem was that somebody might find her claimed snow and make a mess of it before she returned. And, of course, snow was a rare sighting in Pasadena, so she knew she'd most likely never get the chance to spend some time in the snow with her boyfriend again.

"Only for a few minutes, Sheldon." Amy tried again, cuing the whining. His gaze broke from her apartment and soon met hers again, causing her to raise her brows in anticipation, awaiting his answer. His face was blank, expressionless; but that was a good thing in Amy's books. A straight face meant lots of thinking, so maybe he was considering it after all.

Soon enough, he emitted a hum of defeat, his shoulder's sloppily shrugging along. The female's eyes widened, unconsciously raising herself to her tip toes as an excited smile spread upon her numb lips. "Let's make snow angels!" She cheered, waddling her way to find the perfect patch of snow – Using larger steps to try and limit the amount of footprints she'd leave behind.

The couple stood next to each other in silence, still located in the parking lot, while staring down at the ground before them as if studying it. Their back section was covered in snow that seemed to melt ever so slowly, and Sheldon was sure he had some tickle its way down his bare back. Apart from that, their noses were pink and they were both now shivering.

Before them both were two snow angels, both opposing the other in many different ways.

The left figure was slender and sharp, obviously the tallest. The wingspan was large and raised high above the angels head. Although, this particular angel didn't have a gown shape dented within the snow, instead, two thin legs – Including two shoes on the end, that were obviously drawn on by someone's finger.

The angel to the right was much shorter and rounder, with a smaller wingspan. The wings, though, hardly raised above the angels shoulders. This figure did indeed have the shape of a gown; a narrow, thin gown at that – Apparently covering it's feet.

The two individuals stood in front of their own creations – Sheldon to the left with his tall, male, angel, and Amy to the right with her shorter, female angel. While Amy's focus was still on their angel figures, the Texan couldn't help but avert his focus over to the female's face, watching as she pursed her lips in thought.

There was evidence to prove that he wouldn't dare to spend the day in the snow with his friends, as shown by his situation with Penny this morning. But there was also evidence to prove that he would easily spend the day in the snow with his girlfriend. This was when he had realized his girlfriend had become a huge influence on him.

He was a stubborn man; if he said no, he meant no. But not when it came to Amy Farrah Fowler. He found himself crawling onto the floor to join Amy before he had realized what he was doing. While Amy was waving about her limbs and he was also frantically flapping his arms about, he found himself laughing with joy, all his troubles and worries put behind him.

Sheldon had never found concrete comfy, but in that moment he had hardly noticed. Sheldon had never found the sound of laughter treasuring, but in that moment he was savoring it. Sheldon had never ever found snow exciting, but in that moment his heart seemed to miss a beat.

If someone had told him years back that a vixen would have walked into his life and slowly encouraged him to become a better man, he'd scoff then and there.

A soft humming tune soon retrieved him from his thoughts, making him blink a few times in order to focus his eyes. Although when he had become familiar with his surroundings, he soon realized he was staring into the distance – Where Amy should have been beside him.

Soon enough his eyes fell to find the said other crouched down, her finger drawing some sort of pattern in the snow. After a few more seconds, she slowly pushed herself up from the ground, rubbing her hand on her pants to wipe of the excess snow. "What'd you think?"

His eyes scanned the area she was previously occupying, landing on some bold letters she had written below the two angels, directly in the middle of them both. His eyebrows raised upon reading the word, scanning over it a few times before he looked back towards Amy. "Shamy?"

The female chuckled sheepishly at his high pitched, obviously surprised, tone of voice. "Eh, it's starting to grow on me." She half-grinned cheekily, shrugging her shoulders as she did so, proceeding to make her way towards her apartment. "You coming, cuddles?"

Author's Note : Well this took me a while to produce, but I hope it's enough. It's slightly longer than the usual chapter, but it's only like a page longer on Word. I was tied between carrying on this chapter to make it extra long, showing Shamy when they reach Amy's apartment and such, but I thought it'd be easier to update you now with a normal chapter rather than wait a couple more days for a slightly longer chapter.

Nonetheless, updates should return to once a week now, and will most probably be posted either a Tuesday, Wednesday, or on the weekends; so keep an eye out! I've also got a week off from college next week, so I'm hoping I'll be in the writing mood, so maybe I can squeeze in a few more chapters.

It's chapter seven. Lucky number seven! Nearly hit the first milestone, ten chapters, ahah. I'm looking forward to hitting one hundred reviews, as I love to hear what you think about each promise, whether it's good or bad. On the note of reviewing, a huge thanks to LinaOso, cutterpillow92, kimbee73, Anon, Loufiction, Stardust, kelli.k, Guest, BBTfangirl, Mar, amybr10, ShamyLover, AngelaCriss070589, and Ari23, but also marey1 for the private message. You guys have no idea how much it brightens up my days reading your comments. And not to forget, all those who've favourited or followed the story, thank you very much, also. It's very much appreciated!