A/N: Prepare for more fluffiness. Lots of it!
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There had never been a more uncomfortable silence as Amy drove back to hers and Sheldon's apartment after picking up her mother.
Sheldon's mother was already at the apartment with him and the gang.
As they pulled into the parking space outside the apartment block and entered the building, Mrs Fowler cleared her throat.
"You look beautiful Amy."
Amy smiled, having never heard her mother be so nice about her before.
"Thank you." She replied, leading her up the stairs.
Amy was thankful for the baggy sweater and jacket she was wearing, that concealed her bump.
Sheldon and Amy had arranged for both of their parents to stay for the weekend, but hadn't told them the news yet.
That was going to be a surprise!
Taking a deep breath, Amy opened the door to 4A and let her mother in.
Sheldon stood up, nervously.
"Hello, Mrs Fowler." He greeted.
"Sheldon, lovely to meet you in person at last. Amy tells me you secretly married in Florida?" She smiled politely.
"We did…But we want to hold a proper ceremony for our friends and family, after the…Ow!" Sheldon was cut off by Amy digging him in the ribs.
"Amy! Don't elbow Sheldon in the ribs, he was talking! Sorry, carry on Sheldon…" Mrs Fowler said.
"Uh, I was just saying that we will be holding a proper ceremony soon." He looked to Amy for confirmation.
She nodded.
"Hi there, you must be Amy's mom. I'm Mary Cooper, Sheldon's mother." Mary stood up and shook hands politely with Mrs Fowler.
"Hello Mrs Cooper. Nice to meet you." Mrs Fowler replied.
"Nice to meet you too." Mary smiled.
"Is that…Are you Southern?" Mrs Fowler inquired, as Leonard stood up and gave up his seat for Amy's mother.
"Yes, I'm from Galveston, Texas. That's also where Shelly and his brother and sister were born." Mary looked up at her son.
"I worked in Texas once, not too far from Houston." Mrs Fowler said, and the two women were soon deep in conversation.
Sheldon inched closer to Amy.
"They seem to have hit it off. When should we tell them?" He whispered.
"Now?" Amy suggested.
Sheldon nodded. "Alright. How do you feel?"
"Terrified that my mother will kill me…Or castrate you. Or both. She's very overprotective." Amy whispered.
Sheldon swallowed. "Oh…Wonderful."
"It's now or never." Amy cleared her throat. "Um Mom, Mrs Cooper…The reason Sheldon and I brought you here is because we have some news…"
Both mothers looked up expectantly.
Amy shyly removed her jacket, and where her sweater had moved, her bump was visible.
Mrs Fowler's eyes widened "Amy…Is that…?"
"Yes mother. I'm pregnant."
Sheldon protectively moved even closer to Amy as their mothers stood up in shock, and wandered over.
"Amy, how far along are you?!" Mrs Fowler asked. "You waited this long to tell me?"
"No, I'm actually only four and a half months. We're expecting twins." Amy said.
"Oh!" Mary Cooper threw her arms around Amy and Sheldon. "Congratulations, kids!"
"The reason we didn't tell you sooner is because Amy fell pregnant out in Florida, and miscarried. We didn't want to jinx it the second time, but everything is healthy. She's 18 weeks and they're moving around now." Sheldon explained.
"Oh I see…" Mrs Fowler nodded. "And you promise that you'll take care of my little girl?" She said to Sheldon.
"Of course, Mrs Fowler. I love Amy more than anything, and being raised by a born-again Christian mother out in Texas, I was brought up to respect women." Sheldon responded. "In fact Amy is the only woman I've ever loved, and ever will. Unless we have a daughter, or two daughters."
Mrs Fowler smiled. "Aw, that is so sweet. Congratulations both of you."
She extended her arms to hug her daughter, and then Sheldon, who uncomfortably accepted.
As Amy's mom turned around to wipe her eyes, Amy breathed a sigh of relief.
"Shelly, I never for one second thought you would produce my first grandchild…Naturally anyway…It was natural, wasn't it?" Mary Cooper asked.
"Yes mother. Conceived by unprotected intercourse." He confirmed.
"Lovely." She frowned. "Anyway…I didn't think you would ever give me a grandchild, and now you've given me two! My first two, come to that!"
Sheldon smiled proudly. "Yes, well…we're very excited."
"And so you should be. Thank God for blessing you with twins." Mary smiled.
Sheldon frowned slightly.
Oh no, she's asking me to thank God. I'd better humor her just this once to keep the peace…
"Yes. Thank…uh, God." He swallowed.
Mary beamed. "I'm so proud of you Shelly bean!" She kissed him on the cheek, before moving over to Amy. "And congratulations to you sweetheart, you've been a Godsend to my Sheldon. Thank you, and you look radiant for four months pregnant."
"Wow, thank you Mrs Cooper!" Amy replied.
"Call me Mary, darlin', you're family now. Why don't all of us go to dinner tonight?" Mary suggested.
"When you say 'all of us', do you mean literally all of us, or you four?" Penny chirped.
"I meant a table for 9, so literally all of us." Mary answered.
"That sounds great!" Leonard grinned, and the rest of the gang nodded in agreement.
"Sounds lovely." Mrs Fowler smiled.
"Technically it would be a table for 11." Sheldon corrected, placing a hand on Amy's bump.
Mary smiled at the change in her son; admittedly her golden child.
She really did thank the Lord for Amy coming into Sheldon's life.
He had needed her.
Next to her, Amy's mother was silently thanking her lucky stars for Sheldon entering Amy's life.
Her daughter had always been a loner, and when her father had died when she was young, Mrs Fowler had become very overprotective of Amy.
At first, she had been shocked that Amy was pregnant, and had almost been upset, until she saw how happy and comfortable Amy was here, and could literally feel and see the love that she and Sheldon had for one another.
In that split second, Mrs Fowler had taken a deep breath and let go.
It was time for Amy to grow up and live a happy life after everything she had been through, and she really was happy now.
"I want to thank you Sheldon for all that you've done for Amy." She said aloud. "Amy had a tough childhood, and I'm so glad she found a nice group of friends and a man who loves her for her and is willing to give her everything she ever wanted."
Sheldon smiled.
He thought back to how that very statement would have been almost untrue until just under a year ago.
But so much had changed in nine and a half months.
Now he was married, soon to be a father, and madly in love with a woman who was so like him and so perfect for him.
"I'm not finished taking care of her yet, Mrs Fowler. We have the rest of our lives left." He answered.
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That night, dinner with the gang had gone really well, and the two mothers had promised to keep in touch with each other, as Mary returned to the hotel where she was staying until her flight home in the morning, and Amy's mother returned home.
Sheldon closed the door and locked it, ready for bed.
"I'm off to bed, guys." Leonard announced. "Thanks for a great evening; see you in the morning."
"Goodnight Leonard." Sheldon replied.
Amy said nothing, so Sheldon looked to the couch and found that Amy had drifted off to sleep at an awkward angle.
He wordlessly grabbed a blanket from the cupboard, and draped it over the both of them as he sat down, resting Amy's head on his legs.
He grabbed a cushion and placed it under her head as an afterthought.
Amy moaned softly in her sleep, and licked her lips, smiling to herself.
What is she dreaming about? Sheldon wondered.
Almost instantly, Amy moaned softly again. "Mm Sheldon, that feels nice." She said, dreamily.
His eyes shot open wide.
Okay…She's dreaming about having coitus with me. Can I get in on this?
He closed his eyes and tried to imagine really hard what Amy might be thinking, and then created his own scenario.
Unaware that he had also fallen asleep by now and was dreaming, his mind took him to the beach back in Florida…
The beach was completely deserted apart from him and Amy, but the sun shone down on both of them.
In the dream, Amy wasn't pregnant.
In fact, in the dream, he and Amy both seemed significantly younger…Almost early twenties, maybe nineteen at a push.
Dream Amy was sunbathing, and dream Sheldon was sitting next to her, applying copious amounts of sun lotion.
Dream Amy turned over and grinned at Sheldon. "Thank you for being so nice to me Sheldon." She was saying. "You're the only person who accepts me for who I am."
"Of course I do," Dream Sheldon answered, "You're a remarkable girl, no matter what those idiots say!"
"I just wish I could be pretty." Dream Amy pulled a face.
"But you are. To me anyway." Dream Sheldon replied, sitting up straight.
He and Dream Amy stared at one another for a few moments, before leaning in for a kiss.
It was shy and tender at first, but then they both got lost in the moment, their mouths open and exploring with their tongues.
Within minutes, they were laying on Amy's towel on the sand, pawing at each other, desperate to take their clothes off.
They began to have sex right there on the beach, with nobody around.
It started out as clumsy and unsure, but turned into passion and something deeper.
Amy was calling out Sheldon's name; both in the dream and in real life.
Sheldon found himself doing the same, and before long, Dream Sheldon and Amy had climaxed together, releasing their bottled-up passion into each other, and lay breathing heavily on the sand.
Dream Amy grabbed Dream Sheldon's hand, and he laced his fingers with hers.
"We're meant to be together." Dream Amy was saying.
"I know, I feel it too." Dream Sheldon replied. "Usually I wouldn't believe in something so far-fetched, but the evidence is conclusive. Amy, you and I are soulmates."
Real-life Sheldon's eyes burst open, and he shot up.
He felt a wetness and looked down.
His pants were tented by his erection, which was currently pumping through the material of his underwear and his pants.
"No, no, no!" He panicked, standing up instantly, pulling off his slacks, which were now covered in a sticky white substance.
His sudden movement woke Amy up, and she had to do a double-take as she saw her husband all but stripping in front of her.
"This is the best sight I have ever woken up to!" She commented, grinning appreciatively.
Sheldon whirled around in shock, covering himself.
"Amy!…I just…"
"I had a dream about you." Amy grinned sleepily. "We were back in Florida, but we were younger. We were making out on the beach and then we had sex…You said we were soulmates."
Sheldon swallowed.
So we had the exact same dream!
"I had the same dream as you." He admitted.
Amy blinked. "Really? That is so weird!"
Sheldon nodded. "You were saying my name in your sleep, so I fell asleep to see if I would be able to have the same dream as you, and I did. I don't know how that even happened, but it did. And now I seem to have…Uh…"
"Wet dream?" Amy asked.
"Yes."
She nodded. "I'm not surprised. We have great dream-sex, don't we?"
"Uh huh. We have great real life sex too! Amy…I really need to clean up." Sheldon said desperately.
Amy nodded, and let Sheldon race into the bathroom.
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As he stood under the spray of the shower, willing his erection to go down, he couldn't help but think back to the dream.
I don't believe in soulmates…But maybe there is some logic behind it?
I wasn't looking for anyone, but I found her anyway. Well, Koothrappali and Wolowitz found her...Maybe they knew? Maybe they were part of the plan without even realizing it?
As he washed himself, Sheldon found that he didn't even care how it had happened.
He had Amy now; they were married, in love and about to have children, and that was what mattered.
But maybe they were supposed to meet?
Maybe he was supposed to go after her to Florida to declare his feelings, and finally realize that Amy was supposed to change him?
And maybe being married and becoming a father was who he really was?
He had been raised in a big family anyway and was always surrounded by people, but he had still felt alone and outcast from a young age for being different.
Just like Amy had...
At first, he had hated it, and had hated being alone, but then he had focused on science, and had fallen in love with it so much so, that he had pushed all other things to the back of his mind. He had fallen in love with his work.
But not like he had with Amy…
Science had kept him busy and occupied, yes. But not cured the loneliness that had turned him into the closed-off and self-centred man he had become until Amy had come along and slowly turned him around.
Everything he used to be had changed because of the very woman who sat in his front room, bearing his offspring and loving him unconditionally, no matter how he had acted with her.
He no longer felt lonely.
He no longer felt that science was the only thing keeping him busy and keeping him going.
He no longer felt unhappy or unsatisfied, needing closure on everything, and needing to plan every area of his life to make him happy.
"Because of Amy." He whispered to himself.
He turned off the water then, and wrapped a towel around himself, before stepping out of the shower and walking into the living room.
Amy had now stood up, and was folding up the blanket, when she saw Sheldon enter the room.
She smiled. "Are you okay now?"
He stared at her. "I've been okay ever since I met you." He replied, expressionless.
Amy frowned. "What do you mean?"
Sheldon leaned down to kiss her lovingly, placing a hand either side of her stomach.
"After some consideration…I have come to realize that the dream held some significance. I truly believe I was supposed to meet you, and you were supposed to change me…We were supposed to get married and have a family." He replied.
"What are you saying?" Amy asked softly.
"I'm saying that you, Amy Cooper, are my soulmate."
She blinked. "Y-you don't believe in soulmates."
"Correction; I didn't believe in them until you." He replied. "What your mother said earlier about you having a terrible time when you were younger, and that meeting me made you happy. Well, that got me thinking, and then the dream we had, and everything we've gone through together, it just…Made sense."
Amy cocked her head to one side. "Sheldon Cooper, are you saying that you believe in fate?"
He raised his eyebrows and sighed reluctantly "I suppose I must do…But don't tell Penny this, she'll never let me hear the end of it."
Amy laughed. "You got it."
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