Author's note: God, I am so sorry. I've been lacking inspiration lately. I am so sorry to dissappoint you guys :( I love all of you, really. I'm really sorry.

It was three hours later. Amy ran her fingers through her still wet hair. The shower had been refreshing and much needed but it hadn't relaxed her enough to calm down about this hell of a storm that was going on outside. The lightning kept the room in glaring light and the noise of the thunder was piercing through her eardrums. She was not one to be afraid of thunderstorms usually… but she was all alone in a room that she wasn't familiar with. In a bed she wasn't familiar with. In a house she wasn't familiar with. Amy shuddered and rubbed her arms but it didn't help at all. She laid back down and pulled the blanket up to her chin. She understood how Sheldon had always needed Meemaw's hugs to not be afraid in nights like these. Amy herself had never had anyone to comfort her when she had been afraid. All her mom had given her were scientific facts about thunderstorms and that was not something to calm a 7-year-old down when the thunders were so loud she almost felt her bed shaking.

Silently Amy stood up and closed the window but it didn't make much sense. It was too loud outside. She figured that falling asleep would be impossible like that… but maybe she wasn't the only one. Hoping to find someone, she quietly stepped out the door but the corridor was dark. Maybe someone was downstairs? She held her breath to listen closely but the entire house was dark and the only thing she heard was some light snoring she assumed came from the room where Meemaw was sleeping. How could they all just sleep through this?

She tiptoed around, not quite sure which one was Sheldon's room. She knew that he wouldn't be too happy probably if she appeared now but she also knew that she didn't want night terrors… or being awake in a house full of sleeping people.

Amy stopped in front of Sheldon's door. Insecurely she stared down her nightgown – well, it surely wasn't the sexiest outfit she owned but at least she didn't feel like she had to hide.

Insecurely she knocked on the door. Not too loud so she wouldn't wake anyone else up… which was an insane thought since all of them seemed to sleep through this hell of a thunderstorm.

It took a minute or two until a sleepy Sheldon with messy hair opened the door. His eyes widened immediately when he saw his girlfriend standing there, insecurely crossing her arms and smiling up at him.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, almost stretching his hands out to check if she had a fever or anything was broken.

Amy nodded and flinched hardly noticeable when the next thunder went down. "I just couldn't sleep"

Without a hesitation, Sheldon stepped aside. "Want to come in?"

Amy nodded and slowly stepped into Sheldon's room. She supposed he hadn't changed it since his teenage years because it kind of looked like a teenage room – in Sheldon's kind of way at least. The bed was just a tad bit smaller than the one he had back at home but it looked so comfortable that Amy wanted to bury herself in it. It had a million pillows and an extra soft blanket. Surely a touch Mary had added to make her son feel comfy.

"Did the storm wake you up?" Sheldon asked, pulling the curtains aside to see what was going on outside.

A lightning immediately lit the room.

"Yes. How can you sleep through that?"

"We're used to it" Sheldon shrugged and turned back around. "Would you like a cup of warm milk with honey or some Sleepy Time tea?"

"Tea would be really nice" Amy smiled. Anything just so she could sleep. She was deadly tired.

Sheldon nodded and pointed to his bed before leaving the room. "Get comfortable"

He didn't see how Amy's jaw dropped. She turned around and looked at his bed. This was what she had wanted for so long. Okay, she had slept next to him in their blanket fort – curled up in the chair while he had slept on the sofa. It had been fun. It had been amazing to hear him fall asleep, his silent breathing, and knowing that she would wake up next to him – more or less. But this was his bed… completely new territory. She didn't have much time probably. Full of anticipation she walked around it and sat down. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then she laid down and pulled the blanket over her. It was like being covered in Sheldon. Everything smelt like him, which was basically an erotic mix of baby powder and just something dark and manly that he smelt like. Maybe it was aftershave? Amy couldn't tell but her senses were too concentrated on embracing the smell.

It only felt like seconds until Sheldon was back. When she heard him close the door, she quickly opened her eyes and suddenly found that the light from the lamp on the little nightstand was way too much.

She blinked a few times and smiled when Sheldon handed her the tea.

"This bed is a lot more comfortable than the one in Missy's old room" Sheldon casually mentioned and sat down next to Amy's legs. "My mother bought it to make me want to go to bed because I usually was up late to work on papers and experiments."

Amy laughed. "Did it work?"

He grinned at her. "Of course not. My old bed was comfortable, too. I just had to get ideas out of my head and this had nothing to do with what I slept on."

"It was still a nice try" Amy smiled and took a sip of tea. It felt familiar and calmed her racing heart down a tad bit.

Sheldon took a deep breath and looked out of the window. The rain was pouring and the wind blew the raindrops against the cold glass. He had almost forgotten how wild Texan storms could get and how lonely and cold those nights always had been. His look drifted back to Amy and he smiled.

"I would suppose you do not want to sleep alone?" He kept his voice deadpan and rational even though his tummy felt funny and fuzzy.

"I… oh, come on. I am not a baby anymore." Amy answered with a short laugh but it didn't sound half as secure as she wanted it to sound.

"I just wanted to suggest…" Sheldon insecurely looked at his blanket and plucked the sheets a little to keep his hands occupied. "I mean if you want to you can spend your night here."

As she didn't answer immediately he nervously looked up again. "Because thunderstorms here can be really terrifying when you're not Texan and not used to the intensity…"

"I understand. Thank you, Sheldon. I would like to take your offer." Her voice was a million times calmer than each and every particle inside of her. Her heart was racing, she felt her blood rush through her veins. She would sleep in his room. She would spend the night with him.

She knew that nothing physical would happen but just the pure thought of sleeping next to him, close to him, under the same blanket, was so satisfying, that for a moment she didn't even bother thinking about sex in any way.

They kept having casual conversations about everything and nothing while Amy slowly finished her tea. She never wanted the night to end. Sheldon tilted the window and the thunder and rain sounds got louder immediately. Fresh cool air filled the room within a few minutes and it felt so good that Amy almost got dizzy.

She put the empty tea cup on the nightstand and cleared her throat nervously. "I think I might be sleepy enough now. This tea is a miracle."

"I wouldn't exactly call it a miracle but it sure helps" Sheldon answered and stood up, walking around to the other side of the bed.

He sat down again, his back facing Amy, and took his slippers off. Then he swung his long legs into the bed and grabbed the blanket, pulling it over him. His warmth immediately filled the cozy space under the sheets, crawled up to Amy and made her feel as comfortable as she had never ever felt before. Amy turned off the little lamp and then they both turned around to face each other. In the short seconds of light that came from all the lightning still going down outside, they saw each other's smile. It even stayed on their lips as they both closed their eyes a few minutes later.

Amy was already dozily when another thunder stroke and she unconsciously slid close to Sheldon. When her forehead was placed against his chest and she felt his arm close around her tightly in a lazy movement, she finally fell asleep for good.

Amy woke in an empty bed but with the tea cup replaced with a still smoking cup of coffee. She didn't drink coffee too often in the morning but when someone served it, she was in for it. She sat up and took a big sip. Last night had been long and restless and she was thankful for everything that would wake her up a little more. There was no audible sign of her boyfriend anywhere. She was kind of disappointed that he hadn't woken her up – even though she was sure he had just tried to be considerate. But waking up next to his sleepy face and messy hair was a dream of hers yet to fulfill. She stretched and then swung the blanket aside before getting up and stretching again. She pulled the curtains aside. It was sunny outside, the rain had almost dried up on the pavement in front of the house. She checked her watch. 8:30am. There were no cars outside so no one was here yet. Amy still had time to bond a little more with Mary. She turned back around, grabbed the mug, and left Sheldon's room. No one was on the corridor.

She entered Missy's room and grabbed the clothes for today. No matter what – she wanted to make a good impression. She wanted the entire family to know how much she loved Sheldon and that she was the one for him. Maybe he would also realize it then?

Amy sighed. Their relationship surely had made progress but not as much as Amy had wished for. After all they were already dating for five years and Amy had been sexually frustrated ever since. Of course, sex wasn't everything. But physical attention was lacking in general. She craved makeout sessions, kisses, touches, massages, hugs. She got all of that but way too little. Whenever Sheldon pressed his lips to hers she just hoped some great scientist had developed something to freeze time and would press the button right in that second but it never happened.

Amy got dressed and ready in front of the mirror. She put in her hair clip and then turned around, digging in her purse for her phone. She had promised to text Penny in the morning. When saw the two missed calls light up on her screen, she grinned. She quickly texted her best friend about last night's event and was positive that the blonde would freak out and probably hit Leonard's arm while reading.

Amy let her phone slip back into the purse and then walked out of the room. She heard voices from the living room. Sheldon, Mary, and…

She held her breath. That had to be Meemaw. She would meet Meemaw now. Silly as it was – they had been on the phone already – she was nervous. Sheldon's grandmother was someone so important to him that Amy felt obligated to make her love her… and usually Amy was bad at making people love her.

She bit her lip and then went down the stairs. Showtime.