A/N: Who is excited about new episodes tomorrow? I am. I know this chapter is a little short, but I'm surprised I was able to get any written this week, so there's that. Love you guys. Maybe I'll write more while I'm avoiding spoilers on tumblr.

After watching his mother leave, Sheldon finally shook Amy awake. She looked at him and gave him a sleepy smile before curling into his side to go back to sleep.

"We have to get up for church, Amy. My mother might not yell at us for sleeping in the same bed, but she won't let us out of going to church," Sheldon told her quietly.

"Mmm. I know. Just give me fifteen more seconds," Amy mumbled. She breathed in Sheldon's scent and then sat up go shower and get dressed.

Sheldon went out to the kitchen and found his grandmother drinking tea and eating a light breakfast. "Amy found me in the middle of the night and climbed into bed with me and Mom isn't even mad. Did you have anything to do with that? I find it completely inconsistent with what I know about her," Sheldon asked his grandmother.

"Your mother just wants you to be happy, Moon Pie. I think she knows you well enough to know that you are just trying to work through this with your girl. Just don't let her catch you two making out or something," MeeMaw teased.

Amy appeared in the hall at that moment, so Sheldon couldn't respond to his grandmother's comment. Instead, he was caught by how beautiful she looked in her navy dress and white cardigan. It was a simple outfit, and much more subdued than something Amy would normally wear. He liked her style, but there was something nice about seeing her dressed like that. Suddenly his grandmother's comment didn't seem so out of line.

"You look nice, dear," MeeMaw said. Then she elbowed Sheldon.

"Yes. You look quite fetching today, Amy," Sheldon said before he took his turn in the bathroom.

Amy turned to MeeMaw. "I didn't go to church growing up, so I'm glad you think I look okay. I didn't know if it was appropriate."

"You look lovely, dear," Mary said appearing from somewhere in the back of the house. Amy flinched because she thought she might get in trouble for sneaking in with Sheldon, but Mary didn't say anything about that. Instead, she said, "You didn't go to church growing up? Sheldon didn't tell me that."

"My parents aren't religious. I think we went a couple of times on Christmas, but they even gave up on that by the time I was six or so," Amy explained.

Mary looked like she was about to ask another question, but stopped herself. Instead she smiled at Amy and offered her some breakfast while they waited for Sheldon to come back so that they could leave. Amy picked at the biscuit covered in gravy and sipped the tea that had been placed in front of her.

When Sheldon came back out he was wearing a button down shirt, a tie, and black pants. Amy thought he looked extra handsome. Sheldon sat down to have breakfast, but his mother told him that they didn't have the time.

"But, Mom, I'm hungry."

"You should have gotten ready faster. We need to leave in two minutes, so I don't have time to make you a plate."

Amy just pushed her plate at Sheldon. "I'm done with this if you want some." Amy didn't actually expect Sheldon to eat any of it, but he shrugged, took her fork, and started eating the mostly untouched biscuit on her plate. He was only able to finish about half of it before his mother was ushering them all out the door, but at least his stomach wouldn't be grumbling through the service.

"Thanks for sharing. Church is unbearable when hungry," Sheldon said when they were in the car.

Amy just shrugged, still surprised that Sheldon ate from her plate.

Amy was fascinated by the structure and the pageantry of the service, but Sheldon was just bored. He'd sat through a number of tedious services in this building in his life, and he remembered them all. He decided to do something interesting and maybe even a little bit scary. Sheldon grabbed Amy's hand from her lap and started tracing the lines of her palm with his thumb. It was interesting, but Sheldon was pleased to find that it wasn't nearly as scary as he thought it might be. He wished that he had pushed himself harder over the last few months. Maybe he would even be back where they were when he broke by now.

It was much harder for Amy to pay attention to the service with Sheldon playing with her left hand. His mother was on her other side, so Amy tried to look like she was very involved with what the preacher was saying. She wasn't getting a word of it.

When the service was over, Mary brought Amy forward to meet the pastor. Amy gripped Sheldon's hand and made him come along. He resisted, but she looked him in the eye and he finally relented.

"Pastor Keets, this is Sheldon's girlfriend, Amy. They've come to visit for the weekend, and obviously they couldn't miss your wonderful service," Mary said.

Amy felt like she was being shown off as some prize. It had been one thing to meet Sheldon's family, but now she was being toted about as if to show that Sheldon could have a normal relationship.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Amy," the pastor said. Then he turned to Sheldon. "It's been a long time, Sheldon."

Sheldon just nodded and squeezed Amy's hand. They stood off to the side while his mother was talking about how Sheldon didn't come home often enough and how Amy was a great gal and real smart just like her Shelly.

When she was finally done, the trio went to collect MeeMaw from where she was waiting and left to go to home. Mary promised Sheldon that she would make his favorite fried chicken for lunch before they left for their flight home. While Mary was cooking, MeeMaw spoke with Sheldon and Amy in the living room. Sheldon told his grandmother about his work and about how his friends were doing. Amy mostly sat and listened. Sheldon was so cute when he was enthusiastic. She liked noticing how cute Sheldon was again. It was easily the most amount of time they spent together in a while.

When Mary appeared to tell them that lunch was ready, Amy was ready to eat. The smells from the kitchen had been taunting her for over a half an hour. She wished that she had eaten more of her breakfast.

When they sat down, Sheldon and Mary grabbed each of her hands so that they could pray. Amy bowed her head with the rest of them, and was glad that she wasn't asked to speak.

"I don't think I've eaten this much in weeks," Amy said as she declined Mary's offer of thirds. "Your cooking is phenomenal, Mrs. Cooper."

"Thank you, dear. You two should visit more often. You both look like you could stand to eat a little more," Mary insisted.

Sheldon just shared a look with Amy. He was trying to get out of making any real commitments because they only had about an hour before they had to leave for the airport. He didn't want to promise that they would be back any time soon. He also hoped that they wouldn't need to be. Feeling a lot better about his relationship with Amy, Sheldon was ready to go home and see how things progressed from there.

Amy was almost scared to go home. The last twenty-four hours had given her so much hope that she knew it would kill her if Sheldon reverted to his no contact stance. Still, she couldn't run from her problems forever, so she handed Sheldon her bag and allowed him to pack it into the back of the rental car as she hugged first Mary and then MeeMaw goodbye. Then she watched as Sheldon did the same.

"Thanks for coming with me, Amy," Sheldon said when they were alone in the car.

Amy just nodded. The weekend had been stressful for both of them, but she hoped it had been worth it.