A/N: Much thanks to ThePaintedTeacher for beta'ing while sick, . Glad you're feeling better.

Disclaimer: The gang belongs to their creators Chuck Lorre and Bill Prady. I'm just playing with them, all oops are all mine though.

Previously...

"Sheldon sweetie what's wrong?" she asked as she creaked her neck around to look at him. He had a slight twitch again. She looked around the corner and saw one bed and no couch.

"Holy crap on a cracker! You're freaking kidding me!" She stormed over to the phone and called the front desk. The call was a waste of time; there are no more rooms and no more cots. They were stuck with the twin bed.

"Okay Sheldon, calm down! It's not so bad. It's not so bad. Okay, so we're stuck with a twin bed..."

"Full," Sheldon said, as he meticulously lined up his suitcase on the suitcase holder in the closet.

"Huh?"

Sheldon looked over at Penny as she shucked her coat, "That is a full bed, not a twin."

"The guy at the desk said this was a twin bed room." Penny took the hanger that Sheldon was holding out for her.

"Honestly. Trained monkeys could run this establishment better." He stood up straight and poised himself as he would if he was in front of his class. "A standard twin bed is thirty nine inches by seventy five inches. A full bed is fifty four inches by seventy five inches. That is clearly a full."

Penny looked at the bed. "Okay." She moved to hang up her coat, but Sheldon took the coat and strategically placed it in the closet. He stepped back and eyed the closet, then moved her coat over a little. Penny watched and rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I'll set up my computer and draw up a contract of temporary cohabitation," Sheldon stated, as he picked up his messenger bag.

"What?!" Penny shrieked. She followed him through the small room to the small desk.

"Yes. I'm not going to have another fiasco like I had in San Francisco."

"What happened?" she asked, hoping he would tell her. Penny had been trying to get it out of the guys since they came back, but she couldn't get any of them to break. She was close with Howard, but he puckered his lips and she sucker-punched him without thinking.

"I wrote a clause into the contract that prohibits any of the guys from talking about it; I also signed it." He glanced at Penny. "You can't make me talk. It's a binding contract."

"But it's your contract, you can make an exception." Sheldon shook his head as he plugged his cord to the surge protector he brought. Penny knew better than to be surprised, but she still stared, slack-jawed, at the surge protector. "You brought your own surge protector?" Sheldon glared at her like she was from Mars.

"Of course! Proper preventative measures should always be taken when dealing with electronics."

Penny sighed and while searching for the remote to the television, murmured, "Of course, how could I be so silly?"

"Luck for us, Penny, I drafted a contract for just this situation," Sheldon announced as he typed away on his keyboard. Penny paused from her fast-clicking and let her head roll on her shoulder to look at him.

"You drafted a contract for the situation of temporary cohabitation with your roommate's ex-girlfriend?"

"Not exactly, but it can be modified." Penny turned her attention back to the television. She was able to find the local weather channel and that caught Sheldon's attention. The meteorologist explained the map of Highs and Lows that crashed together. Penny noticed Sheldon roll his eyes and scoff.

"What's wrong Sheldon?" she asked sarcastically. He shook his head and moved his attention back to his laptop.

"It's disturbing that the people of this area are relying on that mediocre weather predictor's word of the weather. They would have more accurate predictions using a Magic Eight Ball."

"I have some Midol if you need it," Penny offered.

Sheldon glanced back at her, confused. "Why would I need a female pre-menstrual medication?"

Penny smirked. Because you're acting like you have PMS, she thought. "No reason. Ya got the contract ready yet?"

"Unfortunately, I failed to foresee the need for printing, so we will not have a printed contract. But fear not Penny, typing your name and initials will suffice," he explained as he stood up, motioning Penny to sit in the chair. She sat down and typed her name and initials where Sheldon had highlighted in yellow. When she was done she looked up at Sheldon and couldn't help but let herself crack a smile when she saw his pleased expression.

"I'm going to take a shower," she exclaimed as she stood up. He nodded.

"Very well. I'm going to see if there is any internet available here in no-man's land. My mother will be expecting my notification of arrival at home. But since that's not happening anytime soon..." Penny bid him a good chat with his mom and asked him to relay her 'Hi'. Sheldon watched Penny as she rooted through her Hello Kitty suitcase. He wasn't great at reading people, but he made a strong effort at learning how to read them after meeting Penny.

She looks sad, he thought. Sheldon watched her for a few more heartbeats, and then she disappeared into the bathroom. He looked at his monitor, pleased when he saw that there was decent wireless available.

Just as he started to pull up the internet browser, he stopped. Sheldon felt this urge to make her feel better. He stared at his screen, thinking sadly enough, "What would Leonard do?" He scoffed. Break her heart and make her cry, he quickly deduced and just as quickly decided adamantly he wasn't going to do that. Sheldon remembered seeing a little store in the lobby and wondered if they would have something chocolate for her.

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Penny walked into the bathroom and flipped the lock. Sighing, she placed her clothes on the counter and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eye makeup smudged under her eyes and bulked up into the folds of her lids. She sighed again and hoped that there was a hand-held shower head. It had been much too long since she had an orgasm. Penny pushed herself away from the sink and pulled the shower curtain back; she threw her hands up in victory. Yes!

Penny had shampooed her hair and had her conditioner in place. She took a deep breath, trying to shake the nerves of knowing that she was going to masturbate with the shower head while Sheldon was in the other room. She lifted the shower head out of its holder and lowered it, letting one hand glide up to her breast as she closed her eyes.

Knock, knock, knock, "Penny." She yelped, almost dropping the shower head. Knock, knock, knock, "Penny." Knock, knock, knock, "Penny."

"Yeah?" she said, quickly putting the shower head back in place.

"I'm leaving the room for a moment. I have a key. In case you feel the need, don't touch my stuff. Remember the contract," she heard Sheldon say from the other side of the door.

"Okie-dokie." she dropped her head into her hands and listened for the door to shut.

"Okay, so let's try this again," she said as she reached up for the shower head.