After vomiting on and off for half an hour, Amy felt like crap and even more exhausted than she did all week. She closed the lid and laid her head on the toilet. 'This was the worst food poisoning of my life' she thought. She could feel Sheldon watching her. She cracked open one eye to look at him, and saw him sitting concerned looking at her. "Do you think you can make it to bed?" he asked

"Yeah. I guess." She slowly rose to her feet. She felt like the room was spinning and reached out for something to hold onto and found Sheldon's hand. She could feel his concerned gaze, "Just felt kinda dizzy. Its fine." She heard Sheldon scoff, "It most certainly is not. Maybe you need a doctor." Amy crawled into bed, "we didn't see a doctor the last time. I don't think I need one now." She answered. Sheldon just sighed in return. She did have a point. He went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of water; a Gatorade and bowl incase she felt to vomit again. He looked up at Amy to see she had fallen asleep again. He reached up to brush away some of the hair from her face, he didn't think she had a fever, which seemed a little odd, but he didn't think much of it. He crawled into bed to continue sleeping, he did feel tired too.

When he woke up she was missing from the bed again. He listened to hear if she was in the bathroom, but heard the tv instead. He went out to see her on the couch eating ice cream. "You're not supposed to eat ice cream." He said

"Huh?"

"You're just supposed to drink fluids and eat something simple like toast." Amy just shrugged at his response. "I just had a craving for it. I did eat some toast before though." She said lifting another spoon to her mouth. Sheldon peered into the container "What is on the ice cream?"

"Hot sauce." Came her simple reply. Sheldon looked at her like she had grown two heads "who eats ice cream with hot sauce Amy?" she shrugged again, "It just tasted bland, so I thought I would mix it up."

'This seems wrong' Sheldon thought 'who craves ice cream and hot sauce after vomiting for half the morning. The only people whose digestive system can be all over like that are pregnant women.' He looked at Amy content with her ice cream and tv. It all made sense now the tiredness, headaches, the vomiting and dizziness this morning, and now this weird craving. If only he could get her to take a test.

Amy could feel Sheldon staring at her, but she could care less. She knew the combination was weird but it didn't taste that bad. Just as she was almost finished her ice cream, she felt her stomach churn unpleasantly. She tried to take some deep breaths to see if the feeling would pass, but it didn't it only seemed to make her more nauseous. She put the ice cream on the coffee table and ran to the bathroom just in time to empty her stomach again.

Sheldon was right on her heels "I don't want to say I told you so, but I did tell you that was a weird combination." Sheldon said. She continued to vomit in response. When she seemed to calm down Sheldon spoke again, "I was thinking maybe you should take a pregnancy test."

"I'm not pregnant Sheldon"

"You don't know that. We could go buy one and then we would know for sure."

"I'm not taking a test Sheldon." She snapped. He put his hands up in surrender, "Fine. Let's just get you to be then."

"the rest of the weekend was pretty much the same with Amy vomiting almost everything she ate, but yet she was still convinced it was food poisoning and refused to take a test.

Amy had a meeting early Monday morning so she left Sheldon home. She decided to forgo breakfast because she felt queasy still and couldn't risk having to leave the meeting to vomit. 'Maybe this is more than food poisoning' she thought.

After the meeting was finished, she stood up from the chair and felt like the room was spinning. She could hear someone calling her name but the voice seemed so far away. She felt herself falling as her vision slowly went black.