Amy had her eyes closed. Was this a dream? She surely hoped it wasn't. The cascade of feelings running down her spine, overwhelmed her. She didn't know how to react or what to do, she just knew that Sheldon's fingers left an electric trace along the insides of her thighs. Whenever she quietly moaned, she heard him puff contentedly.

His sweet caresses continued for a while. Then Amy felt him tugging on her panties. Her eyes flew open. She swallowed and rose her bottom so he could pull them down. He did it but he was not in a hurry. Amy almost felt like exploding.

He slowly pulled the panties down and stopped them at her knees. Then his hand slipped to the inside of her legs again and moved upwards. The movement became slower and painfully arousing.

"Sheldon, please" She moaned, arching her back, eyes closed again.

It was like this was the one word he had wanted to hear. He had wanted her to ask him to finally touch her. His fingers slowly traced her folds and a smile appeared on his face. She was moist and hot and he felt her throbbing. He had never ever seen her so beautiful before with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open, releasing a little moan now and then. He wished he could have captured this moment forever.

Softly he put his lips back on hers, while his fingers parted said folds and immediately found the sweet hot spot that would send her over the edge sooner or later. She felt her toes curl as his pointer tormented the little nub in the sweetest way possible.

Her hands desperately looked for something to grab and when they finally found the sheets, her knuckles whitened due to the firmness of her grasp.

Sheldon had not known that it was possible for him to feel so satisfied without being touched. Her sight was more than he could have ever wished for. His fingers were skilled, yet patient and slowly. He was fully concentrated and still felt relaxed – it was almost impossible to explain.

His attention was brought back to her, when he felt her hand slip over his. He swallowed as she pressed his pointer harder against her and moaned. He followed her lead and was so quick to learn, that she pulled her hand away again, looking for his pajamas this time. She grabbed the pajama shirt and pulled him towards her, his lips right onto hers again. While her tongue dipped into his mouth, Sheldon felt how her pelvis started shaking. He couldn't help but smile into the kiss, just a second before she broke away and her breathing became more and more rapid within seconds.

Sheldon bit his lips and regretted every single time he had to blink. She was insanely pretty and arousing in this moment and when her entire body finally started shaking and she found release, he felt his mouth watering. He took every single image of her squirming, in.

Amy was so paralyzed, that she didn't even make a sound, when Sheldon pulled his hand back, and went to the bathroom. She lay in bed, breathing heavily and enjoying the little aftershocks that went all the way down into her toes.

After a while she opened her eyes. Had this really just happened? She grinned at the ceiling. Then she quickly sat up, looking for her panties. When she found them, she put them back on. Okay, they had become intimate, but it would still feel weird to keep lying around half naked in his bed.

Her knees were weak and shaky, when she stood up and tiptoed to the door. Just when she was about to open it, Sheldon came back from the bathroom. "Amy?"

"Yes?" She quickly turned back around and felt her cheeks flush immediately.

He stared at her quizzically and there was nothing of the lovely look in his eyes anymore. Amy sighed internally. Why had she even thought it would have changed anything between them?

"I thought I should maybe sleep in Missy's room. In case your mother…"

Sheldon just nodded. "I understand. Sleep well, Amy."

She just looked after him, as he walked towards his bed and laid down. Had she upset him?

"Sheldon?"

"No. It's alright."

She sighed and walked over to the bed. "Talk to me, please"

He turned around and sat up again. "Nothing ever makes you happy, does it?"

"W-what…?" She stuttered and her emeralds widened.

"I just became very intimate with you and you sneak out at the first chance. You confuse me!"

"I am confused myself, Sheldon"

His eyebrows knitted and he looked at her, blinking a few times. It was his universal sign of needing an explanation – and this didn't happen often.

"We've been together for five years. You never made any indication on becoming intimate with me. Now I come in, you throw me onto the bed and…" She cleared her throat and felt herself blush again. Once again she wondered why no one had ever invented anything against blushing. Humans flew to the moon but as soon as you didn't want your face to redden, there was a problem. Amy was glad it had gotten dark outside so her skin color wasn't that visible anymore… hopefully.

"But I thought it's what you want" Sheldon's voice was quiet.

"I did. I do. It was just surprising and I was afraid…" She pressed her lips together.

Sheldon finally stood up and looked down at her. "What were you afraid of?"

"That you would regret it" Amy didn't dare to look at him. She knew how silly she sounded right now. Sheldon Cooper was not someone to rush into something and then regret it. She knew he overthought everything thrice but still – how had he suddenly come to the conclusion he had wanted to do this? Wasn't it too icky for him?

"This is hokum" He pulled up an eyebrow. "If I knew I would regret something afterwards, I wouldn't do it in the first place."

"I know" Amy sighed.

"But then I don't understand your worries"

"I don't quite understand them myself. I think I was just surprised. Not even in a bad way. Maybe I just wondered if… you liked it as much as me…" Amy crossed her arms, insecurely looking at him.

He stayed quiet, then a coy smile appeared on his lips. "Of course I did. Now will you stop being complicated and lay down? Tomorrow you have to help my sister with her dress and what I remember from Bernadette, these meetings are quite exhausting. I don't understand the problem with women and their wedding dresses."

Amy was so relieved that she couldn't help but laugh. Then she walked around the bed and laid back down on her side, Sheldon next to her.

"Good night, Amy" The physicist mumbled, peacefully closing his eyes.

"Good night" She replied. That night she fell asleep with a smile on her face.

The night had been quiet and peaceful. Amy had taken a shower in the morning and was well rested. She had had a phone call with Penny but had not told her the news yet. She still felt like she had dreamt it and wanted to make sure it had been real. Communication with Sheldon had been quite little this morning because Mary had come up early and gathered her sons. Apparently Missy was on her way. They had told Amy to come downstairs "whenever she was ready".

When Amy heard the fuss going on thought, she felt bad for having them wait. She went downstairs. George Junior, Sheldon, and a man that Amy didn't know, were carrying seemingly heavy bags into the house. Mary was in the kitchen and Meemaw with in the living room with someone babbling. Amy peeked around the corner and saw Sheldon's little nephew. He was sitting on the floor, happily playing with little toy cars. The sound of his happy laughter filled the air and Amy's heart with joy. When he looked up and saw Amy, his lower lip started shivering though and seconds later, he was crying.

"Oh… I am sorry"

"Amy, dear" Meemaw seemed stressed but she still smiled, while picking up the crying baby. "Don't worry, Noah is a little shy with strangers. But you won't be strangers for long."

"I hope so" Amy answered, smiling at the baby.

There was some stressed mumbling outside in the hall. Then Amy heard steps behind her and turned around. She had to look up at the big dark-haired guy standing in front of her and smiling down at her with pearly white teeth. "You must be Amy"

His big hand reached for hers. "I'm John. Missy's fiancé."

"Nice to meet you"

Their eyes locked and it was clear they'd become good friends. Amy saw the wit in his eyes and was sold. He was a little taller than Sheldon and overall very attractive. Still Amy could see something in his face that exactly told her how he had looked as a little boy and that he probably had been a brat. She liked that.

"John, in which of these bags is my dress?"

"Missy, Amy is here. Don't you want to say hello first?"

A very stressed out brunette peeked into the living room and waved. "Hi Amy! John, would you please give me my wedding dress bag?"

The tall guy sighed and turned around, walking out of the living room, which caused Noah to cry again.

"Oh no" Meemaw sighed. "Amy, dear, would you go help them? I think our men are a little overwhelmed with Missy right now"

Amy grinned. "Of course"

When she entered the hall, she found her boyfriend and his brother. They both looked exhausted and annoyed. John and Missy were gone, Mary was still busy in the kitchen.

"I could use a drink" George Junior sighed and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Do not even think about it" Sheldon growled, crossing his arms.

"Are you two okay?" Amy looked around between the two guys, keeping her eyes on Sheldon a little longer though.

George sat down on the stairs and shook his head. "Our sister is like a damn tornado"

"GEORGE!" Mary's voice sounded out of the kitchen.

"Sorry, mother"

Sheldon just sighed and walked closer to Amy. Meemaw came out of the living room, Noah on her arms. Amy felt sorry, they all seemed so stressed. She wished she could have helped more but she had no idea what to do. Apparently the Coopers had their own order about chaos and Amy knew nothing about it.

"Nature's calling" Meemaw stepped to Sheldon and shoved the baby into his arms.

His entire body immediately stiffened as he held his nephew. Noah was giggling and pulling on Sheldon's ear, babbling and making adorable sounds. Then he pouted and made a big saliva bubble. He laughed again when it popped.

"Why do children have to be so unhygienic" Sheldon tried to keep his head far away from his nephew's wet little mouth.

"Come on, he's a baby" Amy smiled at Noah again and this time he didn't start crying. She thought that was a good sign.

"I never driveled or had fun with snot bubbles" Sheldon sighed when Noah pulled his ear again.

It was only then, Amy realized how similar to her boyfriend the baby looked. They definitely had the same blue eyes and the same hair color. Noah's face was also shaped like Sheldon's. And their smiles were the same. She sighed happily unintentionally but quickly hid it by clearing her throat. She knew that neither she nor Sheldon were quite ready for children yet, but she sure could picture him as a daddy. Even though he claimed that he found babies "disgusting" and "unhygienic", Amy knew that he loved his nephew a lot. He had even added a picture of him to his screensaver mix.

"Amy?" It sounded from upstairs. It was stressed out Missy.

"Be right there!" Amy smiled and brushed Sheldon's arm, before she left.

He looked after her and then prodded Noah's nose. "That's aunt Amy. And you will love her more than life. If you want or not. Trust me. I know what I'm talking about. And now please stop drooling on my t-shirt."