A month passed, and Amy had found a new buyer for her apartment.

All of her friends and Sheldon helped her move her things into 4A, and she had settled down happily into life with Sheldon, Leonard and the new barely-there Roommate Agreement.

They had kept Zazzles and had equipped him with food, toys, a bed and even a collar with a fish-shaped tag bearing his name and address.

It was now a Saturday, and Amy was emerging from hers and Sheldon's bedroom in her robe, wearily rubbing her eyes.

"Good morning." Sheldon greeted, handing her a cup of coffee.

"Thank you. Are you having coffee too?" She asked, sipping from the yellow mug.

Sheldon shook his head. "No, I have tea."

Amy frowned and took the mug off him and took a suspicious sniff. "That's coffee."

"Alright, you caught me. Penny introduced me to it a few years ago; don't tell anyone I drink it!" Sheldon pleaded.

Leonard scurried past, obviously heading out somewhere. "Sheldon, I know you drink coffee." He sighed, exiting through the door.

"Where's he off to?" Amy asked.

Sheldon shrugged. "That's not my concern." He put his drink down and leaned on the kitchen island, smiling at Amy.

"What?" She asked.

"Just thinking about last night." Sheldon admitted.

Amy grinned. "It was pretty amazing, wasn't it?"

"Where did you even learn to do that?" Sheldon frowned.

"My guilty secret is this: I used to do gymnastics as a child. Nobody else knows." Amy winked. She glanced at the clock. "We need to meet the caterers at three." She said.

"Hmm…What to do until then?" Sheldon pondered. He cast a flirtatious glance at Amy, who immediately took the hint.

She was about to reply when Zazzles came out from his bed by the window and meowed loudly.

"I'll just feed the cat, and then I'll see what I can do for you Dr Cooper!" Amy winked.

She gave Zazzles a pouch of food, and he immediately wolfed it down, before retreating to his bed again.

"Must be fun to be a cat." Amy scoffed.

"I see no fun in spending an entire day in bed." Sheldon made a face.

Amy raised her eyebrows in mock seriousness. "Well, then I suppose you don't want to do anything. Shame…I had something planned, but oh well…"

She began to make her way back into the bedroom, and Sheldon all but ran after her.

"No, wait! I meant sleeping!" He protested. "Intercourse is always fun."

"I'm glad to hear you say that." She smiled, grabbing him and pulling him into the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

..

"This is very fancy for a caterer's!" Sheldon exclaimed as they pulled into the parking lot just before three O'clock.

"Well they are the best in the area!" Amy replied, taking her key out of the ignition and stepping out of the car.

She locked the car and walked into the reception with Sheldon.

"Hello, we're here to see Andrew Meyer." Amy inquired at the desk.

"Amy?" The man blinked.

"Andrew! Oh my God, it's you!" Amy squealed, throwing her arms around the man who had now reached their side of the desk.

Sheldon frowned, feeling jealousy swirling in the pit of his stomach.

Clearing his throat, he raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"Sheldon, this is my friend Andrew from school!" Amy introduced. "Andrew, this is my fiancé Sheldon. He's a highly regarded Theoretical Physicist at Caltech University."

"Ahh, I always knew you'd find a fellow scientist!" Andrew smiled, extending his hand.

Sheldon shook it politely.

"Come this way." Andrew led them through a hallway and into a large industrial kitchen.

"I thought you didn't have friends in school?" Sheldon whispered to Amy.

"I didn't…Except for Andrew. He was the only person who stuck up for me in junior and senior years."

"Hmm." Sheldon muttered.

"This is the kitchen, where all of the food is prepared and made. We can make anything. Our chefs are all qualified, as you can see." Andrew said, pointing to laminated certificates lining the kitchen walls.

Sheldon couldn't say a bad word about the kitchen, as much as he wanted to.

It was absolutely spotless and pristine, with timers going off everywhere, and the chefs using the correct procedures to check that everything was cooked.

"They're cooking for a birthday party tonight; another spoilt kid's Sweet Sixteen." Andrew muttered. "And we have another wedding to cater for tomorrow, but the bride is nowhere near as pretty as you! Look at you; you're positively glowing, and you look so different!"

Sheldon shook his head slightly, glaring at Andrew.

Amy blushed and giggled like a schoolgirl.

This was preposterous!

Andrew led the couple through to a dining room, where men and women in formal attire were setting places at a table.

"Did I mention that the Sweet 16 was taking place here?" Andrew mumbled. "A whole horde of drunk, silly teenagers making a mess and causing havoc in my lovely dinner venue!" He almost cried.

"You let them drink!?" Sheldon spoke up, finally.

"Oh heavens no; they have smuggled it in in the past!" Andrew shook his head. He whistled, which made Sheldon cringe, and called the waiting staff over.

"These lovely people are my waiting staff." Andrew introduced.

"Hey! Doctor Cooper, good to see you again!"

Sheldon blinked. "Dennis Kim!? What are you doing working here? I thought you worked in that restaurant?"

"I do; I work two jobs to pay my way." Dennis nodded. "I'll be waiting tables at your wedding on 7th June!" He grinned.

"Excellent. Also, if you hear any news regarding your mother's whereabouts or antics, please do inform me. I'll friend you on Facebook." Sheldon replied.

"Will do, Doctor Cooper." Dennis nodded, before nodding a farewell, and getting back to work.

The next thing on Sheldon and Amy's tour was to pick the food they wanted at their wedding, and to take away their choices and ask the guests what they would like before letting the company know.

As they reached the end of the tour, Andrew took Amy's hands and smiled at her.

Sheldon felt anger bubbling up inside of him, and had the biggest urge to tell this moron to unhand his future wife.

He clenched his fists and jaw, biting his tongue.

"It's been great to see you babe, I'll see you soon." He kissed Amy on the cheek, and then moved along to bid goodbye to Sheldon.

"Until your wedding, this is goodbye!" Andrew smiled, politely, holding his hand out again.

Sheldon shook it with a very firm grip, and Andrew just gave him an odd look; somewhere between a steady look and almost sizing Sheldon up.

Sheldon immediately saw this as a threat and dropped Andrew's hand.

"Thank you Andrew, see you soon." Amy smiled as she and Sheldon made their way back to the car.

On the drive back, Sheldon was silent as Amy rambled on about the food.

"He's not catering for us." Sheldon eventually blurted out.

Amy looked at him, shocked. "What? Why? Andrew is my friend."

"Oh please! Did you see the way he flirted with you? It made me sick to my stomach. What 'friend' would flirt shamelessly with his female friend who is about to get married?" Sheldon snorted.

"Sheldon, he wasn't…"

"'Babe'. He called you babe! And commented on your looks right in front of your husband to be! He obviously has a crush on you."

Amy laughed.

Sheldon gave her an annoyed look. "What is funny about this?"

"Sheldon, it's not me he has a crush on!" Amy chuckled.

"I saw it clear as day, Amy!"

Amy bit her lip, nodding. "Well then, that's very weird, because he's gay."

Sheldon stared at Amy, wide eyed, unable to talk for a few moments. "What?"

"Andrew is gay…As much as I hate to say this, that's what made him an outcast at school. That and he was a new student in junior year. People at our school were brutal. So we befriended each other for the final two years, and looked out for each other." Amy replied.

"But…He…The looks he gave you, and the compliments, and he whispered in your ear at one point!" Sheldon protested.

"He did, you're right…He told me I'm a lucky woman because you're cute, dashing and have a very lean, sexy figure."

Sheldon felt embarrassed. "Well…while that is true, I don't feel comfortable with that sort of compliment coming from another man!"

Amy snorted with laughter. "Oh my God, you thought he liked me! He clearly likes you! I'm the one who should be jealous!" Amy continued laughing.

Sheldon closed his eyes, feeling mortified.

"If you could just drop me off here, I'll go crawl under a bus now." He said.

"Don't be silly. While it's nice to have someone feel jealous over the thought of another man showing interest in me, I feel a little like you owe both Andrew and I an apology."

"I will next time I see him."

"What about me?"

Sheldon sighed. He hated apologies.

"I'm sorry that Andrew seemed to be flir…"

"Nope, try again."

"That your make up looked a little slutty today?"

Amy shot a look at Sheldon, and he sank a little lower into his seat.

"Okay, you have one more shot before I do actually leave you in the road." She said.

"Fine…I'm sorry." Sheldon said in a small voice.

"Thank you. But you owe me still."

Sheldon blinked and frowned at Amy. "But I apologised."

"Yep, and now I would like you to do something for me so that I can fully forgive you." Amy replied.

"What's that?" Sheldon asked, silently dreading her reply.

"I propose another round of bath sex. It's been some time." Amy said.

Sheldon immediately got excited, but decided to play it cool and act nonchalant.

"Well, I'll have to move a few things around, but I'm sure I can do that."

Amy just smiled. "Damn right you can!"