A/N: A HUGE thank you to MPHS95 who edited this chapter, finding my grammatical errors as well as helping with the plot! I am helping her The Paradigm Realization as well. If you liked ICSD, you'll like it too. SHamy goodness.

If you find some more errors, please tell me. I want to fix anything, but I can't fix it if I don't see it. Obviously,I don't know it, or I wouldn't have put it up in the first place. I will take all criticism, just let me respond too, okay?

Thanks for the support for this Fan Fic. I have a few more chapters in my head. Then done. I know I know, I say that all the time. I am trying to keep it down to a dull roar. Oh, and remember when I said no angst... Well... a little angst... But you know this Ship will sail true! Never Fear!

Paroxysmal Paradox 10

"Vixenia!? Oh man! How embarrassing!" Amy collapsed on Sheldon's chest, covering her face with a hair and her hands.

Sheldon's chest shook with his suppressed giggles. "Oh Amy, come on! Look at me!" After a moment, his girlfriend peeked through her brown locks. "Amy, if you must know…"

"Yes…"

Sheldon dropped confession peaked Amy's interest. She sat up a little and pushed her hair off her face.

"Well, Amy if you must know… I kind of like Vixenia. She has impeccable taste in potential mates." He winked at her and continued. "Additionally, her take charge attitude is refreshing. Also, she's pretty handy with a belt!"

Amy slumped back on his chest. "Oh god, a belt? Bernadette said you had the belt?"

"Well, I took it from you when you snapped it over your head to get rid of Leonard." Sheldon loved remembering Amy rejection of Leonard; a welcome boast to his ego.

"OH GOD!"

"Well, you usually say that after you've sat up there a while, but hey, who am I to…"

Amy shot up. "Wait, I did this AGAIN?"

Sheldon smiled. "Yes. Once that Friday night. The first time I met your highness. Next was Tuesday night. Vixenia was..." Sheldon blinked quickly and swallowed. "…a beguilingly distraction to a restful night's sleep."

Sheldon remembered that Tuesday night vividly.

Amy was in rare form that day and needed to get to sleep. However her randy mood was keeping the sandman at bay. She insisted she needed a good night kiss from Sheldon to sleep. He gave her the sixth promise kiss that morning and it placated Amy for most of the day.

However, she forgot it again by the evening and Sheldon gave her number seven right after she brushed her teeth. Secretly looking forward to it all day, and he made the kiss intense and artfully slow.

During the kiss, Amy climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. She was wearing her bra, but quickly reached behind and pulled it off, shocking Sheldon with her brazen lack of modesty. He was left breathless, watching Amy's half-naked body contort in way he never though humanly possible, but he couldn't help but like it. She pulled his hands on her hips and told him to move her like he wanted her. Sheldon blinked at her in confusion but didn't put up a protest.

"Look, it's easy. Do you want me to move like this?" Amy rocked her hips side to side against Sheldon's erection. "Or do you want me to move like this?" She tilted her body back and forth along his length. Sheldon's briefs offered little shielding from her agile gyrations.

"I um… I am not sure… I…"

Amy arched her head back, the snapped it forward with a start. Her green eyes were searing into him. Her body seemed to be erupting with a blazing heat. She slowly licked her lips and mewed out a biting retort. "It seems, you have forgotten your place, haven't you?"

Sheldon looked around the room confused, "I, no um… Amy I am right here."

"Insolence! I will tell you how it will be done! Now, try not to ruin anything with your idle jibber jabber!"

Amy moved back and forth along Sheldon. He whimpered and bucked against her before half-heartedly trying to get away from her as he felt his girlfriend pleasure herself with the friction of Sheldon's body. He heard her moans and watched in awe as she ran her hands over her body like she was her own perfect lover.

The physicist was frozen, in awe of the woman on top of him. Just as Amy found a successful rhythm to her teasing, Sheldon had to push her off and run to the shower. The cold water did little to help his arousal as it just left him cold, frustrated, and excited. When he returned to the bedroom after ten minutes of the icy down pour, Amy was sitting up, confused, holding on to the pillow like a rag doll.

"Amy, are you okay?" He asked, but even with his limited repertoire recognizing facial expressions could see it. Her expression was childlike and frightened. She looked up at Sheldon with red swollen eyes.

"Is he here?" Amy's meek voice was barely above a whisper.

"Who?

"Daddy. He's mad tonight."

Sheldon drew in a deep sigh and sat next to Amy. She was shaking, her eyes fix on the door. Sheldon was no stranger to angry parents or childhood fears. "No, Amy. He's not here. Just us. Okay?"

"Okay."Amy let out a deep sigh. "If I'm quiet, he lets me read past bed time. Shhh. I took one of mother's biology text books. Don't let him know, okay?"

"I won't."

"Daddy wants me to study music, because I'm so good at math, but I want to do biology." She looked at the door with a far away, hopeful look. "Maybe I can find out what makes people unhappy. Maybe I can fix it."

Sheldon smiled and held her hand. "I bet you can. Now, do you want to sleep?"

"Yes." Amy let out a huge yawn.

The rush of Tuesday night memories caused Sheldon to hold onto Amy a little tighter as if his embrace could heal the long ignored emotional wounds. He didn't know how to fix people or stop unhappiness. All he knew was he wanted to hold her at that moment.

However, Amy only remembered the naughty bit of the night and she was still mortified. "Sheldon. I hope you don't think me a sex pervert or something."

Sheldon smirked. "Well, not you… but that Vixenia. She is rather—"

Amy cut him off with a kiss. Sheldon's arms were wrapped around her and he slowly flipped Amy on her back while continuing the kiss. Their second time, free of the rush and urgency of the first time, was less awkward as they knew what to expect, but it didn't take away from the excitement or anticipation.

Their twain attempt culminated in a mutual climax that was almost audible by the unwelcome and unknown visitors in the next room. Once Sheldon caught his breath, he put his hand over Amy's mouth. "Oh no!"

"What?" Amy mumbled through his hand trying to listen to what perked Sheldon's ears.

"They're here!"

"Who's here?" Amy moved his hand away so she could speak. "Who's they?"

"Everyone! They were coming over to check on you and eat your cooking!"

"YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT, SHELDON!"

"I'm sorry! I…"

"Don't you dare say you forgot!"

"Okay I won't! See I'm listening to you!" He expected a grin, but got a scowl for his efforts. "Sorry… Um… I'll get rid of them!"

Sheldon jumped up and got his robe, struggled for his pants and shirts. He looked over to Amy and stopped. "Um, you're still making that chicken, right?"

"SERIOUSLY? Get out of here!" He didn't move. She rolled her eyes at his insistence on her cooking when they were obviously in a potential humiliating situation. "Of course!" she whispered at an audible level while she rushed to find her clothes.

Just as they were almost dressed, Leonard knocked at the door of Sheldon's bedroom. "Uh, You guys in there?" Leonard's timid voice came through the door.

Amy eyes grew three times their normal size as she looked at her boyfriend. Attempting to think quickly, Sheldon responded.

"Um... Yes… Leonard. I was just… Helping... Amy, she's still acting loopy." Sheldon looked at her with big eyes mouthing the words "I'm Sorry!"

Sheldon turned from his girlfriend's searing glare and gathered his clothes. He had to take a shower and clean up from their afternoon dalliance. Amy prayed for a shower, but it would be too obvious if they both went to the bath. Resigned, Amy combed back her hair with her fingers before she pushed Sheldon out of the way and opened the door.

"Actually Leonard, Sheldon fell asleep while watching Titanic. I had to console him after Rose left Jack in the Atlantic. He was just about to take a shower to wash his tear stains." Amy said before she continued her glare. Call me loopy will he?

"Titanic? What are you doing watching Titanic?"

Sheldon rushed to the bath. "I thought it was a documentary, excuse me."

Amy called back to him. "Yeah, one on cursed jewelry. He'll be out in a little bit, Leonard. Now, are you guys here for my Cordon Bleu?"

"Oooh! We are now!" Leonard said with glee.

He rushed back to the living room and announced to Penny. "AMY'S COOKING!"

Penny raised her wine glass and cheered. Amy tried to hide her crimson face while she rushed to the kitchen and began to pound the chicken flat. Her violent cooking actions kept her nosy friends out of her way for a while.

Sheldon took the fastest shower in his life and emerged from the bath dressed and ready for the evening. He tried to act like nothing had happened, but one long lingering look at Amy caused Penny's Coital Radar to go off.

"Sheldon…strange you would have a shower in the afternoon." Penny said before she winked at Amy, who tried to wipe the smile off her face. She just contorted her mouth and handed Sheldon a drink.

Sheldon looked at the glass of Yoo Hoo Amy just brought him. "Um, I felt icky after that terrible movie Amy made me see. That's what we were doing… Nothing more!"

"Chick flicks do that to him, you see Penny. Tonight we are watching Terms of Endearment and I suspect he will have to bath for a week!" Amy snickered at Sheldon as she tried to stifle her giggles, but failed.

Penny sipped her wine and looked at Sheldon's growing twitch. "Oh really, well, then. Let's watch it now, since Sheldon likes them so much."

Sheldon almost slammed his glass on the table, "Oh lord no! I can't do this! Amy and I had coitus! There! I said it! Now, I am not watching Terms of Endearment, Amy! NO WAY!"

Amy dropped her jaw and her spatula. Penny spit out her wine and Leonard choked on his water. Sheldon's only saving grace was that Raj, Emily, Howard and Bernadette had yet to arrive.

Amy yelled at Sheldon. "What happened to we can't tell them because then they will know how good we are in the sack?"

Penny snorted and cocked her head as she looked at Sheldon. Sheldon simply replied. "Well, thanks Ms. Blabbermouth, they know now!"

Amy shook her head and continued in the kitchen. Penny couldn't get the smirk off her face. "So, that good in the sack, huh? That's not Amy's brain injury talking?"

Sheldon seemed unabashed, "Nope. I'm that good."

Amy nodded her head quickly and mouthed the words "He really is!"

Leonard held his head in his hands. "Amy! What did you do?! Do you have ANY idea what fresh hell you've unboxed here? He'll be like the Kraken with an Ego to match!"

Sheldon looked over to Amy. "Ooh! Now you can say, "Release the Kraken!" That never gets old!"

"Oh it will, believe me. It will!" Leonard said in a defeated tone.

Penny tapped Leonard's shoulder sympathetically, but it was little comfort. Amy long suspected his ego won't allow him to keep the secret of his prowess. She was right as she saw her boyfriend beaming.

As soon as Howard, Raj, Bernie and Emily came in the door, Sheldon fessed up the minute they crossed the threshold. He acted like they beat it out of him while he was water-boarded. "Okay, fine ya'all nosy nellies are find out sooner than later…"

Surprisingly, the group did little teasing. Howard got a few jabs in at Sheldon's expense. "Well, Amy, I guess it took a bump on the head to convince you sleep with this guy, huh?"

"Oh no Howard. I was convinced long ago." Amy smiled at her food, trying to hide her blush.

"Well, Sheldon make sure you don't make her hit her head on the head board too many times, or she will forget the whole thing."

'Well, then we would have to do it again. Hmmm….' Sheldon thought to himself not realizing the group was watching him. He quickly looked down at his food.

"Oh, it can be like Doctor Who with the Silence episode. Every time you have sex with Sheldon, you have put a mark on your arm. As soon as you're done, you forget."

Amy merely smiled at Howard like a cat to her prey. "I have pretty small arms, Howard. I don't think I have enough room for all those marks."

Howard dropped his fork, unable to speak. He looked over to Sheldon who smiled with a devilish grin, raised his eye brows, and merely asked "Anyone for seconds?"

With that, the mocking stopped for a while and Amy was thankful for it. She always worried their friends' playful jabs would cause Sheldon to reject her or cancel any future coitus.

For the others, it could have been due to their full mouths of perfectly prepared cuisine or just the new relaxed nature of Sheldon, but teasing the couple seemed out of place.

After the long social evening, the couple retired to bed. It was a long day, but it didn't stop them from keeping their hands off each other before sleep. Vixenia was finally able to tame her unruly charge and practice her mating ritual. Sheldon frustrated fantasies of that Tuesday evening were supplanted by the image of Amy rocking herself on top of him. She didn't have to ask twice this time how he liked her to move. His strong hands moved her hips where he wanted her, but it was Amy… No Vixenia, who was in charge that night.

The next morning, Sheldon woke to Amy cradled in his arms. He put his hand on her head and felt her silken hair weave through his fingertips. He slept better this week than he had in years and he was quickly becoming addicted to her scent, her touch and her presence. He almost wanted to stay in bed all day, but Amy's doctor's appointment was scheduled for 12:30 PM and Amy guaranteed him a trip to the zoo if he promised to behave at the doctors.

The morning shower was especially racy for the novice couple. Sheldon more than once gave thanks to the adhesive ducks and his genius to have them. Amy still had to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

After the extended foreplay session in the shower and the mind blowing orgasm in the bed due to Sheldon new-found adroit skills in bed, Amy thought she might be experiencing some sort of alternate reality. She innocently mentioned it to Sheldon after their coital escapades, and that got him talking about alternate dimensions for all of breakfast, the walk down the stairs, the drive to the zoo and the walk to the monkey section. Amy knew after a non-stop hour of Sheldon's lecture, she was truly in her own reality, like it or not.

At the zoo, Amy's good mood made her a magnet for the young pre-school children as she told them all she knew about the monkeys. As she became engrossed in what she was doing, Sheldon leaned against the post, hoping the little sticky rug rats wouldn't touch him.

Amy pointed out a playful lemur to one of the children. "You see that one? That's not a monkey, it a lemur. A Coquerel's sifaka, to be exact"

Amy saw the blank look in the child's eyes. "You should know the scientific names as well. Try to say it, I bet you can."

The little girl's voice mumbled out the words, "COCOEREL SIFIFKA."

"Pretty good. He look like that one the TV show, right?"

The little girl with the enormous sapphire eyes looked up at Amy with a huge smile. "Zoomafoo! I watch that show!"

"Good! That guy has long legs, he can jump 20 feet!" Amy said as she got animated with the little girl.

Sheldon watched in wonder as she spoke to the child with all the interest of a Nobel Laureate, but at the child's level. He felt a tug on his jacket and he looked down to see a small boy with large green eyes looking at him. The boy had a handful of popcorn, but thankfully, he used his clean hand to get Sheldon's attention.

"She's smart."

"Yes, she is, some days, smarter than I." Sheldon smiled at Amy and looked down at the little boy who was more fixated on Sheldon at the moment.

"Are you smart, too?"

"Yes, yes I am."

"How do you know?"

"I just do. I think a lot."

"Me too. I like it. It's like my own park in my head I can play at when everyone else is boring."

Sheldon smiled at the child's description as he could relate. "Yeah, I do that too."

"Hey Mister, is the smart lady your wife?"

Sheldon looked shocked at the bold question. "No, she is not."

"Why not?"

Sheldon looked back at Amy smiling at the little girl while showing her the Spider monkeys. "You ask good questions. What's your name?"

"Albert."

"Great name, Albert."

The little boy mother came over and offered her apologies to Sheldon for the son's pestering, but Sheldon didn't seem to mind. "Sorry, he doesn't often like to talk."

The young mother whisked Albert away with a slight wave. The little girl left as well, and Amy and Sheldon made their way to the Koala exhibit.

"I didn't expect as many children on a Monday, Sheldon. I know you aren't very fond of them."

"Well, this batch didn't seem as vacant as some." He looked over to Amy and tracked her smiling eyes. "Not as sticky either."

"Oh good, because I would hate to bribe the hippo zoo keeper to hose you off."

The trip to the doctor's office at Huntington Hospital was a short drive from the apartment. Amy filled out the paper work while she kept an eye on her over protective boyfriend whose stiff posture included hands firmly in his pockets. Knowing what he needed, she reached into her handbag to find the bottle of Purell she had just for him. Grateful, Sheldon doused his hands and began to wait impatiently.

Finally, Amy was able to meet with the doctor. The stout, short man with a bristle moustache was pleasant to Amy, but very wary of Sheldon and his litigious ways.

"Well, Dr. Fowler, I've looked over your labs and your recovery is remarkable."

"Of course it is,' Sheldon popped in. "I've been taking care of her by keeping her from unnecessary activities and illegal addictive drugs, I might add."

Amy glared at Sheldon. She warned him that if he interrupted the doctor, she would make him walk home. If she was smart, she would have bribed him with a trip to the Zoo after the doctor visit as opposed to before.

Her icy looks did the trick as Sheldon shut up. Amy asked about her swelling, the effects of the drugs, and to examine her CT scans. The doctor was more than impressed with her knowledge of brain injuries.

"Have you experienced the irritation or irritability? Those are pretty common side effects." The doctor looked at Sheldon, wanting dreadfully to add the phrase, "Because of the drug you take as well as your annoying boyfriend."

"No, not really. I've been with Sheldon, and he hasn't said anything about it." Amy looked at Sheldon who shook his head.

The doctor looked at Sheldon and responded flatly. "Really? No irritation or irritability? I find that hard to believe."

"She's been weepy though. Crying over little things like if she will be still be intelligent after the accident."

"Oh, no worries there, Doctor Fowler. Your 189 IQ is safely intact." The doctor smiled at her, but it quickly faded when her eyes grew wide and her mouth pierced up like she ate a lemon.

Sheldon seemed confused. "Your chart must be wrong, she has a 183 IQ."

"No, I have it right here… 189."

Sheldon gob smacked expression was lost on the doctor as he stayed quiet during the rest of the consult. Amy quickly left the room, hoping that Sheldon didn't remember what the doctor said, but of course he did. She almost ran to the door and rushed out of the office with Sheldon quickly catching up with her.

"Amy… We need to talk… NOW!"

Amy stopped and turned to her boyfriend as she hoped to appeal to his understanding side, which she knew was there….somewhere. "Look, I'm sorry… But I just-"

"Wait. Are you telling me that you have been lying to me for four years, AMY?"

His voice was raised as he quickly caught up with her in the busy parking lot. The other visitors' watched as Sheldon's voice reverberated off the concrete halls of the structure.

Amy said nothing to him while she hurried to her car. Purposefully, she kept her back turned from him, not wanting to see his disapproval. "Sheldon, it's no big deal. I am just a few points ahead, that's all. Can we forget about it? Please?"

"No, Amy, we can't forget about it. Not by a long shot. You can't just forget things to make it convenient for you"

"You think I did that? That I tricked you?"

"No, you lied to me! You seriously have a 189 IQ!?"

Amy turned around and faced him. She took a deep breath, and blinked a few times before answering. "Yes. I do. I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but it shouldn't matter."

"Amy, did you say 'it shouldn't matter'? Are you serious? Of course it matters!"

Amy was feeling that irritation the doctor spoke of rise in her blood like a steaming kettle. "WHY!? Why does it matter that I have a few points on you? Are you so insecure that you can't handle a girlfriend whom is smarter than you are?"

"If you think this is about you thinking you're smarter than me, than you are not as intelligent as billed, little lady." Sheldon turned from her and shook his head. "Four years, I thought you were at 183"

He turned quickly and pointed his finger at her. "AND YOU LET ME! What a fool I've been. All this time." Sheldon grabbed his messenger bag strap and glared at Amy while his eyes narrowed at her. "Six times Amy. This subject has been brought up by you or I six times since I've known you. Every time you could have corrected it. You didn't."

Amy stomped her feet in frustration. "Because it doesn't matter!" She reached out to him. "I love you!"

Sheldon jumped back from her touch. "You were worried if coitus was a game changer, Amy? This… This is game changer"

He stormed off, leaving her leaning against her car. Visibly shaken, she stood for a moment holding her head. Amy's head ache rushed back and pounded against her skull. Feeling tears flood up she knew she couldn't control, she got on the phone and dialed a number. "Bestie, I need to talk to you. Yeah, it's Sheldon... He found out... Yeah, he left me. I think forever..."