" Why couldn't we have just called them and told them about the pregnancy like what we did with my mother?" Sheldon asked
Amy glanced in his direction, "well they live closer and we have not been to Sunday night dinner in over 3 months"
"I was thinking of getting my driver's license back." Sheldon said, "I don't want you driving in your condition."
"That's sweet Sheldon, but I think I can manage for the time being" She said turning into her parent's driveway
They knocked on the door. Amy's mother opened ther door and wrapped Amy in a hug, "I feel like I haven't seen you in a year"
"I miss you too mom."
Mrs. Fowler stepped back and looked at Amy, "you've gained some weight Amy and since when do you wear comic book shirts." Amy shrugged, "just wanted to wear something different. Where's daddy."
"In the kitchen" Mrs. Fowler replied. Amy walked off in search of her father with Sheldon following her.
They sat down on the table for dinner, Amy started eating her mom's green bean casserole, when she felt her stomach churn, "mom" she choked out, "did you put milk in this?"
"You know I always do Amy. What's wrong?"
Amy and Sheldon stared at each other with wide eyes, during their experiment of what foods Amy couldn't eat, milk or anything containing milk was at the top of the 'Do Not Eat' list, soy milk was fine but regular milk was just awful. "Excuse me" Amy squeaked out before running to the bathroom.
Everyone in the dining room could hear Amy vomiting. Just as Sheldon was about to follow her Mrs Fowler spoke, "What's wrong with Amy? Is she sick?"
Amy could hear her mom interrogating Sheldon, but she was in no position to help. After a couple minutes when there was nothing left in her system to come up. She flushed the toilet and sat on the closed lid trying to gain her composure. She heard a soft knock on the door and saw it being pushed open
'Hey pumpkin" her father greeted her, "I brought you some water" She gratefully took the bottle, "thanks daddy."
"So how far along are you?" he asked and Amy almost choked on her water.
"How did you know?"
"Well your outfit choice for one I don't think I have ever seen you in a t-shirt unless it was to sleep. And secondly your mom is not that bad of a cook and you distinctively tasted milk in something that way more ingredients, and your mom had the same aversion to milk when she was expecting you"
"I'm about 11 weeks. We're having twins."
"Congrats pumpkin. I know you would be a great mom. Is that why you wanted to come over tonight?" he asked. Amy nodded, "but that plan backfired on me. We better get out there before she loses her mind." On the way out they both heard Sheldon shout, "Why are you yelling at me?! I thought it tasted fine!"
Amy decided to intervene before Sheldon exploded, "Mom I'm not sick. I'm pregnant." She pulled at the sides of her shirt so her stomach could be more visible.
"How far along are you?"
"About 11 weeks"
"Only 11? You seem further along than that." Mrs Fowler said
"Well its twins, so she would seem bigger than she really is" Sheldon interjected
Amy mother wrapped her in a hug, "Oh Amy, this is wonderful news."
They stayed at the Fowlers for another hour before Amy started yawning, "We should get going" Sheldon said. There was a final round of hugs before they were finally outside. "Well that went different than we thought" Sheldon said. All Amy responded with was a tired smile, "Amy maybe I should drive, you look extremely tired."
"I'm fine Sheldon, and plus you don't have your license."
"That's the least of my worries. Your health and safety come first. I promise I would be careful."
Amy was too tired to even fight, she just handed him the keys and got in on the passenger side. After Sheldon fidgeted with the mirror for ten minutes they were finally on the road. During the drive Sheldon noticed that Amy had gone quiet, at the next red light he looked over and saw her asleep, with her head resting against the window, and an arm protectively around her belly. Sheldon smiled, 'And she thought she was fine to drive home' he thought.