AN: Last chapter..always a sad time. THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO FAVED AND REVIEWED, you guys are, for reals, the best!
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"What's wrong, Sheldon?" asked Penny, her face kind and strewn with worry. Sheldon found her familiar grin comforting.
"Yeah, added Leonard, "You've just been sitting there all night."
Sheldon continued to stare at his computer. "I seem to be stuck. I have been working on my Higgs Boson paper for," he looked at his watch, "two hours, twenty-seven minutes, and forty-three seconds."
"Writers block?"
"I'm not sure." His eyes furrowed
"Maybe you need a break. Come on and eat." Howard motioned at the rest of the group.
"Fine," Sheldon sighed. He walked and sat in his spot, grabbing a fork and his order of Thai.
"Your twang's gone," noted Penny from beside him. Sheldon sighed again, his nose detecting a floral scent of cotton and honeysuckle. Was that Penny?
"Do you miss her?" Penny asked after she received no reply from Sheldon. After dismissing the shock of having spent so much time thinking of Penny and once he had managed to clear his mind, Sheldon realized that he did not miss Savannah. He also became very aware of Penny's proximity to his person. He minded not that she was invading his bubble, but that it set him on fire. He felt the heat radiate through his body as if he never left Texas.
"I prefer it here," Sheldon finally responded.
Later that evening, Sheldon opened his eyes to stare into the darkness of his bedroom. He was restless. Since his return to Pasadena, his senses had become hyper aware, and his cognitive function was suffering. Penny's honeysuckle smell drifted into his brain and hadn't drifted out. The light and airy fragrance clouded his mind. With a groan, he stood. This was enough foolishness.
Quietly, Sheldon padded out into living room, opened the door, and crossed the hallway. He stood before Penny's door with his knuckles poised to knock. Texas had changed him, he thought to himself. How curious? A week ago he would never dare to do what he was about to do.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Penny," he whispered.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Penny,"
Knock, Knock, Knock.
"Penny,"
Penny opened her door. "Hey, Sheldon. Isn't it past your bedtime?"
"Penny," he blurted, cutting her off. "I missed you."
"Awww, thank you, Sweetie," Her lips turned up into a bright smile. Fiddling with the hem of his shirt, Sheldon looked down into her electric green eyes. Like fireflies, he noted.
His gaze drifted down to her lips. Without a thought, he leaned down and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. He pulled back, feeling the warmth on his cheeks, and watched as Penny's eyes turned to an expression of pure bewliderment. He licked his lips, tasting the sweet tartness of her lemon-flavored lip balm.
"Sheldon," her voice was barely audible, "would you like some tea?" He followed her into her apartment.
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Savannah held a hand to her chest. She thought she had surely died. It was too much. This had to be heaven. Falling into a chair, she held the piece of paper to her heart. She still couldn't believe it. Yet, right there in her hands was the deep to the Cooper acreage, signed to her.
Finally, after she was convinced that the paper would not turn to dust if she let it go, Savannah set it on the paper and read Sheldon's note again.
"Savannah, I had no use for all of this. I hope you will find it appealing." The piece of paper was taped to a package of sunflower seeds.
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AN: BAZINGA! Bet you didn't see that one coming! Let me know what you guys think, kay?
