A/N: Thank you to everyone who has reviewed! Hope you all had a great Christmas! This chapter is a little more angsty, and there is a sex scene at the end! ;) I don't own anything blah blah (except for Brigitte, but she isn't in this chapter), and the Doctor in this chapter. Please review, they keep me going! :)

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"Mr and Mrs Cooper?"

The couple turned around at their names being called, and stood up.

"It's Dr and Dr Cooper, actually…Er…Doctor." Sheldon smiled.

"My apologies; please come through." The older woman gestured through her consultation room door.

Amy and Sheldon wandered inside, as the doctor closed the door.

"I hope you had a happy Holiday!" She smiled politely.

Amy nodded "Yes thank you, and you?"

"Wonderful, thank you. My name is Dr Butterworth." The woman replied, holding her hand out for them to shake, which Sheldon did, gingerly.

"Now, I received your specimens from Dr Clark; your friend, am I correct?"

Sheldon nodded.

"Okay, well we ran some tests as quickly as we could…Unfortunately we did encounter a problem."

Amy and Sheldon's hearts both skipped a beat, and he automatically took Amy's hand.

"Oh God," Amy whispered, "What's wrong with me?"

Dr Butterworth sighed. "Nothing, Dr Cooper…Although the miscarriage was a terrible thing to happen, that was merely a coincidence. I'm afraid the problem is with your husband." She looked apologetically at Sheldon, whose eyes were wide in shock. His mouth fell open and his gaze dropped to the floor. His mind raced.

"B…But, Amy got pregnant before on our first time. She's definitely mine; she looks like me, and even takes after me intellectually and in every other possible way!"

Amy's hand flew to her mouth in shock.

"I know, Dr Cooper. Sometimes that does happen, especially on your first time!" Dr Butterworth nodded. "There are other options available, of course. IVF treatment, adoption, surrogate parents, sperm donors…"

"No!" Sheldon spoke up at that. "I'm not having another man's sperm in my wife!"

"Dr Cooper…You don't understand; the sperm donor won't actually sleep with Amy…"

"I understand perfectly," Sheldon replied, "I'm a scientist, I study the universe and everything in it. I have a perfect understanding. What I mean is; I want to make love to my wife and get her pregnant naturally."

"I want that, too." Amy piped up. "I know it may take a long time, but I want to do it."

Dr Butterworth looked at the couple sympathetically. "I understand. I do…There is only a slim chance that Sheldon will be able to impregnate you again."

"How slim?" Amy asked.

"Around a thirty to forty per cent chance."

"Where did you pull that number from?" Sheldon snorted.

"Well our lab…"

"Oh please! Sounds like your lab is run by hippies! Who does the math, huh? Who the hell came out with 'thirty to forty per cent'?! I want a real number, and I want to see the results for myself!" Sheldon got to his feet angrily.

"Dr Cooper, please. I know this is upsetting news, but please calm down…" Dr Butterworth said soothingly.

"The only upsetting thing is how incapable your so-called scientists are." Sheldon answered, opening the door. "Thank you Doctor, but I'm taking the last 'thirty to forty per cent'. Come, Amy." And with that, he marched out of the building.

"I'm so sorry about that, doctor," Amy apologised. "Thank you." She shook her hand, and hurried after her husband.

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Amy found Sheldon walking across the parking lot, and then heard his cell phone ringing.

"Hey Mom…Oh yeah, great. By the way, that was sarcasm. I have now mastered the art…Oh would you mother? While you're praying to that non-existent God of yours, how about you ask him the following…WHY THE HELL IS HE DOING THIS TO US!? First we lose a baby, now I have a low sperm count and cannot impregnate my wife and start a family, and give my daughter a brother or sister. When you're done asking, let me know the answer, then I'll give you another message for him! Goodbye mother." He hung up and shoved the phone back in his pocket, then violently kicking his car, making the alarm go off.

As he stood there, panting for breath, Amy ran over and put her arms around him. "Shh, Sheldon baby, it's okay." She whispered.

Instead of getting angry, Sheldon just hugged her back, breathing in her comforting scent. He couldn't stop himself as the tears flowed and a sob erupted from his mouth.

"Darn it." He said, wiping his eyes. "I'm the man of this family, and I'm meant to be keeping strong for you. So much for Kohlinar!"

"You've been out of touch with that for a while, though." Amy responded.

"In part." Sheldon shrugged. "Why is this happening to us? I know we should be grateful for Izzy, but I want to give her a sibling. I tried to pretend to be the strong one because you were upset about it. Truth be told, I was just as sad."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Amy asked.

"I just said; I had to be strong for you."

Amy sighed.

"I don't relish the thought of another man's love juices inside you!" Sheldon said, crossing his arms and glaring towards the building.

"I don't relish it either." Amy admitted, "I much prefer your plan."

"You mean take the badly calculated odds and use them, hoping it will work?"

"Well, yes. You're my husband. I want all of my children fathered by you, and you alone!"

Sheldon just nodded. "I'm sorry." He muttered.

"For what?" Amy frowned slightly.

Sheldon exhaled. "For the way I behaved in there. I was upset…But mostly for the fact that I've let you down."

"Oh Sheldon, you haven't let me down at all." Amy hugged him again. "You've made me so happy. This will just be a minor setback, but we'll get through it… as a family."

Sheldon just nodded sadly. "I should pull myself together. I need to be strong for you."

"No," Amy shook her head. "We're married, okay? We share everything evenly. I need to be strong for you this time. Come on, I'll drive home."

Sheldon nodded and got into the passenger seat. Amy sat at the wheel, strapping herself in. She looked at Sheldon, who had just fastened his seatbelt, and took his hand squeezing it tightly before turning on the ignition.

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New Year's Eve rolled around, and Izzy was staying with Amy's mother for the two nights that Sheldon and Amy were at the Hilton.

Amy picked up her overnight suitcase and handbag. "Ready to go?"

"Yes." Sheldon replied, emerging from the bathroom. "Everything is locked and switched off." He picked up his cell phone and charger, and slid the tickets and his wallet into his messenger bag and pulled his own overnight suitcase out of the front door.

Amy followed him out, and locked the door, slipping her keys into her handbag.

They took the elevator to the ground floor and made their way to Sheldon's car, stashing their luggage into the trunk.

"Okay…Hilton Hotel; here we come!" Sheldon waited for Amy to fasten her seatbelt, and pulled out of the parking lot, and driving across town to the hotel.

It didn't take them long to arrive and to check in at the front desk.

As they made their way to room 245, they let themselves in.

"Wow! This room is almost as big as our apartment!" Amy gasped, looking around and taking in the size of the suite.

"The best, only for you." Sheldon nodded.

"Thank you!" Amy threw her arms around her husband and gave him a huge kiss.

"You're welcome. Shall we test out the bed?" Sheldon asked, cheekily.

"It's a little early isn't it?" Amy grinned. "Besides, we need to get ready for the party!"

"I didn't mean sex!" Sheldon frowned. "I meant this…" He removed his shoes and ran towards the large king-size bed, leaping onto it.

Amy laughed hard, and joined him, landing into his arms, making Sheldon grunt with the force that she hit him with.

"Sorry, Cuddles!" Amy giggled. "This bed has now been Christened!"

Sheldon snorted and laughed loudly. "Oh Lord, this is exactly what we needed; a getaway! To cut loose, forget about or inability to conceive, and just have fun... Wow, I never thought I would say that!" He chuckled, pulling Amy closer to him.

"You're telling me." Amy joked. "Come on, shower and let's get ready. We have a formal New Year's par-tay to attend!" She giggled, putting on her best pseudo-British accent.

"Okay, let's shower." Sheldon nodded, "but no funny business!"

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Sheldon and Amy walked into the large function room, wearing their formal attire, and were relieved to find that the other guests were dressed similarly. They took a seat at their reserved table.

The room was darkened, but illuminated with blue and white fairy lights. An ice sculpture of the number '2013' sat in the middle of a large table at the side of the room. The theme here was clearly a winter theme.

"Champagne, sir? Madam?" The waiter asked, making his way to their table.

"Thank you." They chorused, as the waiter poured the sparkling liquid into their flutes.

The night began with a cabaret on the stage whilst the guests ate the fancy food that was served to them.

Afterwards, there was music and dancing. People were socialising, and Sheldon and Amy met some interesting people; mostly other scientists!

At the end of the night, a slower dance came on, and all the couples in the room began to dance with each other.

Sheldon twirled Amy around the dance floor. He had had a few drinks of Champagne, and as he dipped Amy, he leaned over. "I can't wait to get you out of that dress." He whispered.

"Hmm, really?" Amy asked, coyly.

"Oh yes. And maybe I could get out of this tux and into something more comfortable…And by that, I mean you."

Amy's eyes danced and she gave a seductive smile to her husband.

The song ended, and everyone clapped as the hotel manager took the stage and thanked everyone for coming, thanked the staff for their contribution to the evening, and began the countdown to midnight, as everyone in the room joined in.

"Five…Four…Three…Two…One…HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The entire room shouted, then erupted into cheers and applause as Auld Lang Syne played over the speakers, and balloons were released from their hold just under the ceiling.

Sheldon kissed Amy passionately, then took her hand. "Let's go." He nodded towards the door.

Amy didn't need to be asked twice as she all but ran with Sheldon to the exit, where some of the hotel staff stood handing out goodie bags to all the guests who were now retiring to bed.

"Thank you for coming." One of the men at the door grinned, handing Sheldon and Amy a bag each.

"Thank you for having us!" Amy replied politely.

The couple hurried to their room, and Sheldon couldn't keep his hands off Amy as she fumbled with the card key, letting them both into the room.

They shut the door behind them, and Sheldon kissed Amy deeply, backing her against the wall.

Both of them dropped what they had in their hands, and made their way over to the bed, still kissing.

"Wait! Be right back, I need to use the Little Girls' room!" Amy giggled, getting to her feet.

Sheldon nodded. "Okay, I'll go after you, and then…then we can get down to business." He slurred slightly.

When they were both done, Sheldon practically leapt on Amy, unzipping her dress and pulling it down over her legs, and off completely. He ran his hands through her curled hair, still kissing her.

Amy took off Sheldon's shirt, as he had already disposed of the jacket and tie.

She groaned as Sheldon put his now erect penis between her legs, impatiently.

Amy took off his pants and underwear, and he returned the favour, looking down at his naked wife.

Amy pulled him back down on top of her, running her fingers through his short hair, kissing him.

Sheldon inserted and almost immediately started moving fast. "You were right; these couple of nights are exactly what we needed." He breathed, moving his mouth down to Amy's breast.

Amy moved in time with him, and began to moan with pleasure early on, which drove her husband wild, and he found himself doing the same.

Halfway through, he managed to pick Amy up and moved her to the chair at the vanity table, sitting down on it, and placing Amy on his lap.

Amy took over and ground against his large form, releasing after a couple of minutes. Sheldon felt this happen, and the wetness made it easier for him to move further in, making his breathing and moaning louder, kissing her, then moving down to her chest again with his tongue.

Amy had never had all of him inside her before, as he was too large, and now she did, it made her release again at the same time as him.

They managed to get back to the bed somehow, with which Amy had great difficulty.

"Wow! Okay…I can't feel my legs." She mumbled.

Sheldon bit back a laugh. "Sorry about that," he looked embarrassed, pulling Amy into his arms and kissing her. "That was fascinating!"

Amy nodded. "That, it was."

"Jeepers, I'm drunk." Sheldon laughed. "Even after that."

Amy laughed with him. "Well it didn't affect your performance! If anything, it heightened it!"

Sheldon grinned. "So, am I to understand that you found it pleasurable?"

"More than that!" Amy nodded.

"Good, good…I'm glad." Sheldon kissed her, then almost immediately passed out in bed.

Amy laughed to herself. "Oh boy, we're both gonna feel that in the morning!"