I always have trouble writing Sheldon. I hope this does this couple some justice

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Sheldon didn't say much of anything to Leonard on the way home from Raj's. Preferring instead to try to process what had been said. It was axiomatically atypical for the three of his friends to come to a completely unforeseen conclusion based on the given facts of a situation. That is, of course, unless the three of them were wrong. That was a condition that as tedious as it may seem, he found himself in more and more these days. It was a condition that he had seen happen more and more since the addition to females into their group. Still. The point they made seemed to require consideration.

Amy left Penny's apartment, considering what the girls had said. Her intent was to find out from Sheldon, just what he meant by stating that she was a stimulating addition to his life. In her eyes, he seemed to mean more to her than she meant to him. After talking to the girls, her hopes had certainly been elevated, but with Sheldon, one never really knew. He often withdrew into his own world and closed others out when things didn't go his way. At any rate, she didn't need to travel very far in an attempt to get an answer from Sheldon. He had given her a spare key to his apartment when he moved in. He thought that even though Penny and Leonard were right across the hall, Amy was still far more reliable to be available to take him where he need to go when the convenience of getting there was not tied to the whims of infant children. Amy just walked across the hall, opened the door and sat on the couch waiting for Sheldon to come home.

Sheldon and Leonard walked up the stairs in relative silence. Each lost in their thoughts. As they got to the landing on the fourth floor, Leonard handed Sheldon the gaming console so Sheldon could keep proper care of it with the vintage games. Each bid the other a good night, Leonard entering 4A seeing Penny looking into the playpen by the couch, and Sheldon entering 4B somewhat surprised to see Amy sitting on the couch.

Sheldon closed the door and put his keys in the bowl next to the door. "Hello Amy, why are you sitting here alone?"

Amy looked over. "Isn't it obvious, I am alone because there are no other individuals with me".

Sheldon put down the gaming equipment and walked to the kitchen. "I have not lost the ability for basic reasoning. What I meant was, why have you not gone home to your apartment when your activities across the hall ceased rather than come over here?"

Amy got off the couch and followed Sheldon to the breakfast bar. "I was puzzled by something that you have said, and I was wondering if you could clarify for me the meaning of your statement".

Sheldon looked intrigued. "I would be more than happy to clarify anything that I have said. Would you like a cup of tea? I think I will have Earl Grey."

Amy smiled, "That would be lovely, thank you. Chamomile please."

Sheldon boiled the water and placed the tea bags into two mugs and poured the water over the tea bags. He then gave Amy her mug and led her into the living room and sat on the couch. Amy sat on the couch and placed her tea on the coffee table.

Amy looked at Sheldon and quite simply asked, "Why am I a stimulating addition to your life?"

Sheldon looked blankly in return thinking of the question and of the conversation that the guys had had earlier. Sheldon uttered, "Hoo Boy".

Amy smirked. "Very astute answer, Sheldon, perhaps you would like to elaborate. And while you are at it, would you like to also explain why you have felt the necessity to increase the time that we spend together without affecting the normally scheduled date time as set forth in the Relationship Agreement?"

Sheldon looked at Amy. "Ummm".

Amy pressed on. "Sheldon you are not very forthcoming with explanations to statements that you have freely made. Perhaps I should leave you to ponder these queries and we can take this up at a later time."

Sheldon snapped out of his thoughts. "Now…. Wait a minute….. You have asked some very different questions that may, on the surface seem related but really are not".

Amy stood up. "Good night Sheldon".

Sheldon stood. "Amy… Wait… Don't go… Please sit". Amy returned to sitting on the couch, Sheldon remained standing.

Sheldon carefully went over some thoughts in his mind. "Amy, you know how much I enjoy our time together, there is no other person in our group of friends that can engage in a proper game of counter factuals. You are also much more interesting to talk to about current affairs. You have a keen mind. For years, all we talked about at dinner was who was going to be kicked out of what house, or what woman was best suited for some random bachelor, or what designer was going to march down some runway. Things were becoming very tedious."

Amy looked a little disappointed. "Is that all I mean to you? Can I just offer you a more interesting conversation? Or better chit chat over take-out food?"

Sheldon could see the hurt in his words. "No… of course not. Those are just some of the perks from your addition to our group."

Amy wanted more. "Sheldon, you keep talking about the group. What about us? Just you and me?"

Sheldon sat down and took one of her hands. "Amy, I like spending time alone with you most of all. I have always had trouble relating to other people, dealing with ordinary things like shaking hands, showing affection. You have made that easier for me. I don't mind nearly at all anymore when we hold hands, although I would rather keep that to a minimum in public. We have advanced to the occasional evening of cuddling. That is something I could not have imagined. You come over, and we enjoy an evening of activity, sometimes I even let you pick the activity."

Amy pressed even more. "Sheldon, you said I was a stimulating addition to your life, what did you mean on a personal level?"

Sheldon became serious. "Amy, I can now tolerate kissing, I would even say that I look forward to it. I have seen you naked, even though it was in a clinical setting caring for you. I have rubbed your chest, also in a clinical setting. I would have to admit, that those times have had an effect on me in a way that I had not anticipated."

Amy looked at Sheldon. "Affected you in what way?"

Sheldon looked shyly at her. "I believe that, after each incidence, I was aroused in some way…. In a…. physical….. way".

Amy was taken completely by surprise. "Sheldon… WHAT are you saying? HOW do you feel about me… about us…"?

Sheldon turned. "I'm sorry Amy, but this conversation will require more time than is available if we are to get sufficient sleep to carry on productive employment in the morning".