Three months had passed since Amy and Sheldon began trying again. They didn't try to get their hopes up like the last time and decide to only buy a pregnancy test if Amy missed her period, which didn't happen as yet. Sheldon got pulled into a new research project with Leonard, so for the past two weeks he was at the university most nights.
"Leonard can we go home now" Sheldon whined, "my brain is tired and I just wanna sleep." Leonard looked over at his friend to see slumped over the table half asleep, "Alright let's go home"
"I wonder if Amy is still up." Sheldon said, while pressing the elevator button. "I doubt. Its after 11 and doesn't she have a class to teach tomorrow morning" Leonard responded. They reached their floor and bid each other good night.
Sheldon pushed open his door slowly and was surprised to see the tv still on. He entered the apartment softly to find Amy curled up on the couch. Walking close to her he realized she was fast asleep still in her work clothes, snoring softly with her glasses crooked on her face. He smiled a little and reached for the remote to turn off the tv. "Amy" he whispered while gently nudging her shoulder. The only response he got was her snoring. "Amy, darlin' its time to get up" he said a little louder. She opened her eyes slowly, "What time is it?" she asked
"Just a little bit after 11. Why were you sleeping on the couch? Were you waiting for me?"
"I came home with a headache and decided to relax a little on the couch. I guess I fell asleep." She responded.
"Go get ready for bed. I'll lock up." Sheldon said shooing her off to bed. By the time Sheldon got to the bedroom Amy had passed out on the bed with her dress half off and her glasses on the bedside tab. He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. 'She must have been really tired' Sheldon thought. He pulled off the rest of her dress and tucked her into bed. He took off his clothes and climbed in and fell asleep.
The next morning, he woke up to Amy's alarm. He rolled over to turn it off to find her still fast asleep. He contemplated letting her sleep in but remembered she had a class at 9. "Amy" he said shaking her. "What" she groggily answered. "Your alarm went off and you have a class this morning. How tired were you?"
"I don't know. I just felt really tired." She said yawning,
"Maybe you're overworking yourself"
"I highly doubt. It was just a long day" she said getting up from bed and going to bathroom to start getting ready.
The next few days were similar, Sheldon would come home to find Amy asleep, with her clothes and glasses on, whether it was by the kitchen island, the dining table, the couch, or the bed. And everyday he got the same explanation she had a long day and came home with a headache.
One Friday night Amy was getting ready to go out with some other professors in the same department.
"Maybe you should stay home Amy. You've been tired all week you could use this night to sleep." She leaned over and kissed his cheek, "Thank you for being concerned, but I'm fine. I might be home don't wait up. I love you" she said and with that she was out the door. Sheldon tried to stay awake to greet here when she came home, but ended up falling asleep.
He woke up the next morning to find her side of the bed empty, but it looked like she had been there at some point in time. Just as he was about to call out her name, he heard her vomiting, He jumped off the bed and ran to bathroom, to find Amy's face in the toilet retching. He had to fight off his gag reflex at the sound. "Are you okay Amy?" The only response he got was more vomiting. After a few minutes she was basically just dry heaving. He helped her lean against the wall and flushed the toilet for her.
"Sorry for waking you" she replied weakly
"You don't have to be sorry. Amy what's wrong? You go out one night and I wake up to find you vomiting? Were you drinking?"
She shook her head no, "We went to this new restaurant on Colorado Blvd. I think I just have food poisoning." She closed her eyes and tried to take some deep breaths to calm her churning stomach.
"Wait right here. I'll be back in a second." Sheldon returned with a bottle of ginger ale. "Drink this" he said, "it should help." She barely opened her eyes at his statement, so he helped her to lift the bottle to take a few sips. Drinking the soda left a bitter taste in Amy's mouth. She could feel her stomach roll violently. She retched and moved towards the toilet just in time to empty her stomach once more.