A/N: I would like to thank inwhatuniverse and LizzybethlovesShamy for their advice on this chapter. I'd also really like to thank you for still reading this. I hope you enjoy!

Amy woke up a couple of hours later and Sheldon wasn't there. It was a little after eleven, and she was worried. She still didn't like being in bed alone, so she got out of bed, pulled on her robe, and went out the living room. Sheldon was sitting out there alone. He was awake, but he wasn't reading or watching TV.

"Is everything okay?" Amy asked. Sheldon startled and looked up at her.

"Yeah. I think it's perfect," he said.

"Are you sure? It's after eleven and you are still up? Are you going to have trouble sleeping with me again?" Amy asked. His tone was strange, and she was becoming increasingly worried.

"No," Sheldon said before getting up and wrapping his arms around her. "I just got lost in a train of thought. Let's go to bed."

He walked her into the room and pulled his pajamas out of his drawer, and left to change. Amy stood alone in the room until he came back. When he did, he pulled her in for another hug and he kissed her forehead before climbing into the bed. Amy got back in and curled herself into his chest. She breathed in his scent and it calmed her. Sheldon put his arm around Amy and watched as she fell asleep.

Wyatt was a great house guest. He was quiet and clean, and there were times that Amy and Sheldon nearly forgot that he was there. He spent most of his time out with Penny and Leonard, but when he was in their home, he kept to himself for the most part. He was scheduled to leave Monday afternoon, so they left him a key before they went to work. Leonard was taking the day off, so Amy was going to drive Sheldon to and from work.

"Thank you for letting me stay here. It was nice to be so close to Penny and Leonard," he told them as they were leaving. Then he turned to Sheldon. "Good luck," Wyatt told Sheldon with a wink.

Sheldon and Amy left together. "What was that about?" Amy asked.

"He just had some advice about an interpersonal problem that I was having, but I think it will be resolved soon," Sheldon said.

"With whom? Why haven't I heard about it?" Amy asked. "Is it about me?"

"Um. No. It's, um, Kripke. You know us, always bickering about something," Sheldon said.

"You're lying to me. You just told me the other day that you didn't want lies between us," Amy accused.

"I did. It's about you, but I can't tell you just yet. I promise that it isn't bad. I'm not trying to create distance between us again. I just need a couple more weeks before I can talk to you about it."

Amy didn't know what to say. She was scared that he was seeking out advice about her, but she trusted him and he said it wasn't bad. "I trust you, Sheldon. If you say that it isn't bad, then I'll let you have your time. I'm a little sad that you don't feel like you can talk to me, but I trust you," she finally told him.

"Thank you. I love you," Sheldon said as he took her hand. He was trying to show her that he wasn't afraid to touch her.

"I love you, too." Amy said squeezing his hand.

Over the next couple weeks, Amy tried to forget about Sheldon's secret. He didn't act any different, so she almost felt like she had imagined the whole conversation. After that first day, she stopped being worried that it was something bad. Still, it wouldn't leave her mind.

It wouldn't leave Sheldon's mind either. He was in Leonard's car on the way to work one day when he decided to break the news to his best friend. "I've decided to ask Amy to marry me," Sheldon said.

"Wow. That's a big step," Leonard said. There was a time that he would have been shocked by such an admission, but he had seen this coming for a while.

"Yes it is. As you know, I've been thinking about it for a couple months. Sunday marks five years since I've met Amy. I think that would be the best day to do it."

"Okay. Is there anything I can do to help?" Leonard asked.

"Other than making sure Penny doesn't ruin the surprise, no," Sheldon replied. Still, Sheldon told Leonard his plan and was happy to hear that his friend approved.

Sunday came sooner that Sheldon could believe. He retrieved that little box from his dresser that seemed to occupy all of his thoughts these days. Amy was sitting on the couch reading a book when Sheldon decided to put his plan into motion. "Do you know what today is?" he asked suddenly.

"Um. Today is Sunday," Amy said, confused by Sheldon's question.

He smiled. "I thought women were supposed to remember these kinds of things more than men."

"I supposed that's true if their boyfriends don't have an eidetic memory. What is today?" Amy said as she put her book down and looked up at him.

"Today is five years to the day since we first met. I was thinking we could go back to that coffee shop. Maybe have a cup of tea together. It's an anniversary of sorts, and I think we should celebrate it," Sheldon informed her.

"Oh. Okay. That sounds lovely," Amy said. She slipped into the back to get ready.

Sheldon felt for the ring box in his pocket. He kept making sure it was still there, but he realized that he would have to stop or Amy would notice that something was off. When she came back out, he took her hand until they were in the car. It helped him not check his pocket, but he still slipped his hand in to check once more as he climbed into the passenger seat of her car.

He was starting to feel nervous as they went inside. He bought them each a cup of tea and they went to the table they sat at that first day. He eyed the table Howard and Raj had been at while they begged him to leave with them, but the woman across from him had been too fascinating to leave. Finally, he acquired her phone number and left the shop, but he never managed to leave her behind.

Amy thought Sheldon looked a little off, and she thought back to the secret he had been keeping from her. She still didn't know what he was doing, but maybe he was finally ready to reveal it to her. She wondered what it could be.

"Amy Farrah Fowler, I believe I would like to alter the paradigm of our relationship," Sheldon started.

Amy knew she had heard these words from him before. It was years before, but she remembered them nonetheless. She knew what she said when he first spoke those words, so she smiled and said, "I'm listening." She didn't know what he was up to, but she wanted to play along.

"With the understanding that a few things may change physical or otherwise, I would not object to us no longer characterizing you as not my wife," Sheldon said with a smile.

"Interesting. Now try it without the quadruple negative," Amy said back to him with tears glistening in her eyes. She was shocked that he was proposing to her, but she kept up with the game. It was so sweet.

"You're being impossible," Sheldon said. There was no Stuart, so Sheldon pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, laid out out on the floor of the coffee shop, knelt and said, "Fine. Amy Farrah Fowler, will you marry me?" as he pulled the ring box from his pocket and presented it to her.

This is where Amy broke the script that she didn't know she was supposed to have memorized. "Of course, Sheldon Lee Cooper. Of course I'll marry you."

They both stood and Sheldon put the ring on Amy's finger. They were both shaking a little bit, and he pulled her in for a hug and a kiss despite the public setting. The few people in the coffee shop were cheering.