A/N: Hope you guys are liking the story. I know that the song that I have drawn inspiration from has had nothing to do with the previous chapters but trust me, the last chapter is going to be emotional. I'm really sorry about the long wait... Tant pis! I listened to the song Muthar (That's actually how the title is spent.) by the band LetLive. What a masterpiece! Yeah, I have a weird taste in music, I know. The next chapter will take even longer to post as the most important exams I will ever sit are taking place the next couple of days! They are pretty damn important so... wish me luck! Sorry for the OOC in parts. SHAMY FOREVER!
Raj suggested they all go outside to view the country side before dinner.
"Raj , I hope you don't intend on running naked through fields." Howard snickered.
Mary Cooper peered out the window.
"Its pitch black outside. If you do decide to go outside in your skin ,only God would be able to see your dark thighs."
"Mrs Cooper I must say. I find your methods of rearing three children whilst keeping the home in an amazing condition quite admirable."Amy noted, "If only my mother could see this."
Mary patted her on the back.
"Thanks darling, No one has ever said that before. It's nice to see that Shelly has some nice friends. I hear you are the only woman that can make him all soft and lovey dovey. It was difficult enough to get him to smile at me when he was young. Damn koala bears beat me to it every time."
The physicists, biologists, engineer and Penny made their way through the dark using their cell phones as light.
"The smell of freshly mown grass and the sight of the sun setting is so romantic!" Raj cooed, allowing his Yorkshire terrier, Chippy, to peep out of his man purse.
"Sweetie, how long has that dog been in your bag?" Penny asked petting its perfectly groomed fur.
"Chippy's fine! Aren't you? Yes!"
The dog yipped in agreement and licked her owner's hand.
Amy felt a hand on her shoulder. The darkness prevented her from seeing who it was. A long bony hand seemed to reluctantly clasp hers and the other hand guarded her mouth. The figure steered her in the other direction.
"She-Sheldon?" she asked after she broke free from his grip.
"Shhhhh! I need to speak you. About the events that happened yesterday" he whined impatiently.
"What is there to talk about?"
She could see the outline of her boyfriend as he shook his head.
"Come on over to this gate. Yes, right there. Don't sit on it."
Amy was confused and frustrated. She had no idea, however, that Sheldon was planning something special.
"I used to sit on the gate at sunrise when I was about 9. A kissing gate I believe it is called. It's just as magnificent at sunset. I usually don't care for romantic hokum but-" He turned to her. He gave her a genuine smile. No koalas involved at all.
"This gate here was always branded a kissing gate. I felt it had no significance in my life before now. I felt if I was going to do this I better do it somewhere familiar. I said to myself "Sheldon ,you have eidetic memory , a high I.Q and..."
"Sheldon , what are you trying to say?"
Sheldon kissed Amy gently on the lips. She put her arms around him tightly in case he might want to run off screaming in terror. But he didn't. To say he surprised them both was an understatement. He liked the warm feeling it gave him and wondered if it could stay like this. Subtle kissing, none of the vulgar French kisses. No toe-curling exchanges of saliva. They parted abruptly as an intense light shone on them. It came from a 4x4.
"Don't mind me. Keep doing what you were doing. Whatever it was , it looked hilarious!" a raspy laugh emerged from the jeep.
"George! How dare you!" Sheldon pouted , folding his arms.
"There'll be no sinning under mah roof!" George mimicked his mother beckoning the couple to his jeep. "C'mon, Mom has to find a place for you to sleep."
Sheldon looked at his brother incredulously.
"In my own bed, ofcourse."
"Sorry, Shelly. The girls called the beds. You'll be sleeping on the floor with your beer buddies. Amy's sleeping in mine. Aren't you darling? You give me a call if you get lonely during the night.* George smirked. Sheldon's jaw twitched. Amy was about to tell him "no thank you" when Sheldon snapped.
"She'll be fine! Why isn't she sleeping in my bed?"
"Here we are." George ignored Sheldon, turning into the driveway.
"Looks like your friends beat us to it." George peered in to the house to see the group nervously say grace with Mrs Cooper.
"Yay, I missed saying grace." Sheldon climbed out of the jeep with Amy. "Having a swell time yet princess?" he whispered sarcastically to her.
"Oh come on. The metaphorical glass tumbler is half full. Unlike a bottle of Merlot in Penny's apartment . Which is always empty. All of our friends made an effort for you." She patted his arm comfortingly. "It could be worse."
The three late comers tried to bring Sheldon's bags in quietly. Over the friendly chatter Mary Cooper could hear cautious movement in the hall.
"Ooh! Aah!"
"Dammit Sheldon, Can't you do anything without causing an accident."
"That was not my fault George. I didn't see the cat. Plus there is limited lighting in the hall. Oh my that's going to be a big shiner come tomorrow morning."
"Sheldon?" Mrs Cooper jolted out of her seat. Penny followed to see if Amy was there too. She had become worried when Ames had not returned back to the house.
Sheldon's overbearing mother cupped her son's face and kissed his cheeks.
"Hello mom." he drawled.
"I thought you weren't comin' "
"I changed my mind. Leonard convinced me by showing how childish I was being." He admitted reluctantly.
Mary smiled. She took this as his apology and directed him to the table.
Penny hugged her bestie.
" I see George found you guys. He knew Sheldon had arrived but couldn't find him."
"Yes. George was most helpful. Although, he and Sheldon bicker like two teething toddlers."
Penny smiled awkwardly at her friend. Amy frowned at her best friend.
"Your uncertain glance is very alarming. Is something troubling you?"
*Okay, so, Sweetie. Do you remember when George was looking for you? Well he was looking for his fiancé too. She's staying here but hasn't arrived yet."
Amy was still unsure of what or who she was talking about. Penny bit her lip.
*Long story short. It's that red haired bitch from the train.*
Amy gasped, seething with rage.
"Does Sheldon kno..."
"...no" Penny cut her off. "Sweetie. I've been in the dating jungle and I don't want to scare you but I'm pretty sure that skank is preying on Sheldon.*
Amy needed to sit. It had been a long day.
"What do I do? I've never competed for a male partner before."
Penny assured her friend she had nothing to worry about.
"It's clear that Sheldon has no interest in women who have breasts bigger than their brains. No. I'm more worried about George."
"He'll kill Sheldon if he knows about it." Amy agreed.
"Do they really hate each other that much?"
Amy nodded. Sheldon had recounted many a time where George would beat him to a pulp for his father's approval. Each time they did they would pretend that Sheldon had been hit by bullies. His mother never knew.
"Is it me or has this trip just taken a dark turn." Penny lead her friend back to their dining friends. Amy glanced at her boyfriend who was scolding his friends for mocking him and his detour, correcting his mother's grammar and savoured the food his mother lovingly made.
Flash forward
Sheldon had no idea what George was talking about.
His elder brother snorted in anger and took a generous swig out of a beer bottle.
"Alcohol has severely affected your reasoning. I have no idea who your fiancé is and I did not know you were to be wed before today." The heavy breathing and lack of communication scared Sheldon.
"You were with Monique on the train ride. Weren't you? Well?"
"George. That woman forced herself on me. I would never... I wouldn't..."
The impact of his brother's knuckles against his cheekbone cut him off. He lost his footing and fell.