Leonard and Penny

"This is the best Thanksgiving ever." Penny smiled happily.

"It sure beats the ones I had as a kid. Every year, we'd do reports on the response Thanksgiving had on people. Like the moods they were in, how much they celebrated it..."

"Yeah, well, when I was a kid the adults would all get drunk and we would all get in a huge group fight. Right after my grandpa pulled a live turkey's head off."

"That's horrible."

"No, it wasn't. I used to win most of the fights."

Leonard chuckled and pulled her a little closer. "That's my girl."

"It's kinda a shame that we never really did Thanksgiving y'know...properly. With no animal murder before dinner, all of us getting along, and not typing up reports on it."

"Yeah, well. It could've been worse."

"How?"

"I don't know."

"At least when we get our own family we can do it properly." Penny concluded. She lay her head down, and then she felt Leonard stare at her.

"You really think we could have a family?"

"Don't make a big thing out of it. I'm just saying."

"OK." He kissed her head and then looked up at the stars. "I wonder how the others are getting on with Thanksgiving."

Sheldon and Amy

Sheldon sat up. He could have sworn he'd heard a frightened cry. He listened as hard as he could and decided he must have dreamt of a noise in his sleep. He lay his head back down and nearly jumped out of his skin as he heard a repeat of that terrified call. He switched on his lamp and looked around and his eyes fell on Amy. She was lying perfectly still with such an expression of terror on her sleeping face, he felt scared too. Then he pulled himself together. He was from the Lone Star State! He could handle this. He got out of bed and walked to Amy. When he got to her side, she started convulsing. This worried him a little, but he remained calm and grabbed her shoulders. Amy opened her eyes.

They startled him. Her eyes had gone so large due to her terror that he was taken aback by the green colour they beheld. He'd never noticed her eyes before and now he was lost in them. It took several moments for her to see him properly.

"Did I wake you?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry, Sheldon."

"Why? You didn't intend on it."

"Yes, but I regret waking you."

"I don't blame you. Do you often have night terrors?"

"Fairly frequently."

"I see. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

She moved towards him for a hug. He lightly patted her shoulder and, without meaning to, started stroking her hair. He didn't even realise he was doing it, but she did.

"You're the best." Amy told him.

"I know." Sheldon mumbled. He then realised what he was doing and took his hand away from her soft, coffee brown tresses. Feeling better now, Amy released Sheldon who took this as a cue to go back to his own bed.

"Good night, Sheldon."

"Sweet dreams."

Howard and Bernadette

"O' Lord, may we all be thankful for..."

Howard fought the urge to fidget as his father in law continued praying. He'd had prayers at Thanksgiving in his family too, of course, but they were way more upbeat than this. And far less regular. This was the third time in an hour that they'd started praying.

"Thank God." Joey announced when Mr. Rostenkowski finished the prayer, earning a glare from his father.

"Joey!" Bernadette scolded.

"What? Your husband agrees. I have never seen a man look so bored."

"Shh!" Bernadette hissed, glad her father was out of earshot. "It's Thanksgiving, stop trying to cause trouble."

Joey looked highly offended and walked past his sister to go into the garden. That was what Howard was used to! Someone getting pissed off.

"Is he OK?"

"He's not very religious."

"So?"

"My parents are, so he hates visiting them for the holidays."

"Poor guy."

"He'll be OK. Have you seen my sister's new baby?"

"No. Where is he?"

"She is with Joy."

"I see her."

The baby (who was called Katie, he learned) was beautiful. She had big brown eyes and seemed quite content when she was dumped into his arms.

"She's getting so heavy!" Joy told him, laughing.

"She's amazing." Howard replied. Katie suddenly snatched his Star of David. "Hey, sweetie, don't do that.."

"What the heck? Why are you wearing a Jewish thing in a Catholic household?"

Howard was busy trying to get the child to stop pulling on the Star to pay much attention to his reply. "I'm Jewish, it's my family's tradition to.."

Bernadette saw her sister's look of horror and walked over briskly. "Problem?" Howard handed her the baby girl, making a mental note to avoid holding babies while wearing his Star.

"Why is he wearing...?"

"Joy. Let it go."

She handed her younger sister the baby and turned to her husband. "You OK?" she asked, ignoring her sister's pointed glares as she carried her daughter away.

"Yeah..."

She wasn't fooled. Reaching up, she gave him a kiss on his lips and smiled up at him. "Don't worry about Joy."

"Are you sure her name's Joy?"

"Howie!" She tried not to laugh, hoping her sister wasn't nearby. "Don't say that."

"Sorry."

She couldn't help smiling as she looked up at him. She found his hand and beamed at him. "Come on, let's go and see where Joey is."

As usual, I'm currently panicking because I'm worried I insulted someone. I'm sorry if I did! :/ Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it and don't hesitate to tell me if there's anything wrong or ungood with this fanfic.

Love from Shania. xx