It wasn't until lunchtime that Amy heard from Sheldon. She got a text message from him the said, "You wear me out, woman. Are you coming back over tonight?"

Amy was tempted to say yes, but she didn't want to cost Sheldon any more sleep. "I should probably go home. I don't live at your apartment, remember? It's been nearly a week since I've been home."

"That's true. I'll miss you. In fact, I miss you already. If I'm going to spend a whole day in bed, you should be here with me," Sheldon wrote back.

"It isn't fair for you to flirt with me like this," Amy texted him.

"I don't flirt." Amy could hear the serious tone in the text. He really didn't understand the effect he had on her. She put down her phone before she could get either annoyed or turned on by Sheldon. With him they were usually two sides of the same coin.

Amy did go home after work. It was weird to be in her apartment again after so many days away. It had that slightly unlived in feel that it did whenever she came home from a vacation or a conference. She opened some windows to get some fresh air in her apartment and decided to see what she could make for dinner. She had to throw away some of the stuff in her fridge, but she was able to find the ingredients for spaghetti and salad. There were even some hot dogs in the freezer and it made her think of Sheldon. She decided to pass on the hot dogs in the spaghetti though.

The night was too quiet, so Amy turned on the TV to Star Trek or Star Wars or one of Sheldon's shows. Amy had to admit that she missed him. She pulled out her computer and called Sheldon on Skype.

"Hello, Amy," Sheldon said when he answered. He had obviously gotten out of bed and dressed. She could also see a very full white board in the background, so it looked like he was getting some work done after all.

"How was working from home?" Amy asked. She didn't really have a good reason to call beyond missing her boyfriend. It felt ridiculous because it hadn't even been twelve hours since she had been in his arms.

"I made some excellent strides today. I'm actually thinking about trying to work from home a couple of days a month. Everyone at the University seems to be very much in favor of this plan. Are you happy to be home again?"

"I guess so. It's a bit more quiet here than it is there. Maybe I should find a roommate of my own. I've gotten used to having others around while I'm sleeping."

Sheldon looked very uncomfortable at this suggestion. Amy hadn't meant anything by it, so she wondered why Sheldon would be so objectionable to her finding a roommate. "You look like you don't like that idea very much. What's wrong?"

"It's just a very big ordeal to find a roommate. I went through a number of candidates before I found Leonard, and he still needed to be trained."

"I'm not going to get a roommate. It's just kind of lonely, but I'll see you again on Friday, right?"

"You aren't coming back until Friday?" Sheldon pouted.

"I wasn't planning on it. I've spent most of the last week at your place, so if I come back, I won't be able to stay the weekend."

"I don't know why you can't come by for a little while even if you don't stay," Sheldon said. He was acting like a child, and Amy wasn't having any of it.

"Sheldon, you know I love you, but I have a life beyond you. I have work and errands and friends. Add to that travel time for trips back and forth between your home and mine, and things start to get hectic."

"But I've done so much work to make you happy, and now you won't even come see me."

"I know that you've gone beyond your comfort zone to be more affectionate with me, but I was never under the impression that it made you so unhappy. If you are having such a hard time, then maybe this break will help you feel better," Amy said before she slammed the computer shut, effectively ending their call.

Amy was so mad that she got up and started pacing her apartment. She thought that she and Sheldon had each been making a number of compromises for each other. He was getting more comfortable touching her and kissing her, but she was trying to take more of an interest in the things he liked. It wasn't like he went to book signings or neurobiology conferences with her very often, but she played paintball and built Lego trains with him. She had fun with them, but she also assumed that Sheldon had had fun when he was kissing her or holding her as they slept.

Amy pulled out her phone and called Penny. She needed the help of an expert. Penny was at work, but she agreed to come by before going home. Amy tried to do her dishes and generally focus on other things than Sheldon while she waited. It wasn't working very well, so she was relieved when she heard a knock at her door. That was until she realized the formation of those knocks and that her name followed each set.

Amy opened the door, and Sheldon was standing in her hallway just as she suspected. He pulled her into a hug, but she pushed him away. Amy almost regretted it when she saw the hurt on his face. No matter how mad Amy was, she never wanted to hurt Sheldon.

"What are you doing here?" Amy asked.

"You were mad, and then you wouldn't answer my calls or texts or Skype."

"Yeah. Because I was mad."

"Leonard says there is more than one meaning for "a break" in the context of a relationship. Are you breaking up with me?"

It took Amy a few seconds to even recall what Sheldon was talking about. Then she started laughing. He looked annoyed, so she calmed herself down.

"I'm not that mad. I meant that you wouldn't see me again until Friday. I'm sorry I scared you."

Sheldon really did look scared and panicked. He was a little more pale than usual and he looked a little sweaty.

"Come on in. I'll get you something to drink. Yoohoo?" Amy offered.

Sheldon came in and sat on the couch and took off his jacket. He felt less like throwing up than he had the entire bus ride over. This was everything that he feared when he realized that he loved Amy, but there was no turning back now. Sheldon didn't adapt to change well. He was in for life.