Bound by Love
By Pandakelly
Chapter One
AN: I own nothing that is familiar and I imagine that some of the things that aren't familiar are also not mine. Here goes chapter one I will try and keep the points of view down to one per chapter. Thank you soo much to all those of you who have followed and reviewed, honestly I wasn't expecting anyone to like this story. Hope you all enjoy and if you do feel free to drop a review.
Sheldon's Point of View
Sheldon was not a vain book but he had to admit his new owner was filthy rich and her apartment was pristine. Great at least she's not a slob like my last owner, he thought as he surveyed the room from his "spot" on the couch. He had already been in the apartment for a week and had been getting pretty antsy, the other books were welcoming but they never understood how he was able to interact with his readers. To be honest Sheldon couldn't explain it either. He was sure that all books want to tell the reader what they are thinking but for some reason he is the only book that is able to. Of course if the Spiderman comics had taught him anything it was that no gift is free from a pitfall.
Suddenly Sheldon's thoughts were interrupted as the mystery woman picked him up from his spot. Normally he would object at such manhandling but there was a sort of gentleness about the woman's touch that stopped him. He also knew from experience that if the first words he spoke to a new owner were harsh they would simply put him back on the shelf. Not ready to be totally rejected, Sheldon was overwhelmed by affection as he saw her bite her lip as she opened the book and stared at his home.
He felt his heart skip a beat as she stroked the picture. Maybe this time will be different, even in the few weeks he had stood on her shelf he noticed that she was much more of a workaholic than his previous owner, finally someone who might understand my drive. All too soon she started the first chapter, Sheldon always hated that first chapter, it was too long, he wished that he could talk to her right away, but he knew that would be a mistake.
Wow, she has such pretty green eyes. For the next twenty minutes he contemplated what the name of the color should be, moss was to dull, emerald, over used, finally it hit him they were the color of the dark lush forests where his pages came from. Far too soon he felt his cover close; she must only like reading a chapter at time. Well that's just great she still has two more chapters before I can talk. Oh well at least now that she has started reading I will be able to try and uncover the mysteries of the universe. Before he set up his white boards he wondered what her reaction would be. After all she clearly was a reader, it might take him longer to prove that he was alive, by maybe just maybe it would be worth it.
Later that night as his owner slept Sheldon found himself reminiscing about his last owner, Amy. She was a scientist but unlike him she never was able to believe in real love. Even with this fault she was still the women he loved and had been the first women he was able to carry out actual conversations, the years that he was in her life had been the best of long existence.
After five years she had reached his last chapter, he was incredibly hopeful that something more than simply friends, Sheldon had told her he loved her several times but she still believed he was just a book. Amy never finished the last chapter; she got married to a physicist who wore glasses and had mother issues. She sold him the day after the wedding and there he waited, for ten years he traveled from book store to book store. He met all sorts of different books, and became proficient in three new languages.
As the days turned to weeks Sheldon felt his heart harden towards the pretty blonde whose home he shared. All the other books received attention especially Frankenstein. Even his work lost interest, after three weeks Sheldon was certain that he even if she ever did open him up again he would never allow himself to talk to her. What Amy had done to him was terrible but at least she had at least taken the time to get to know him before she abandoned him.
One cold and snowy afternoon he was carried from the shelf to a large chair by a fire, Sheldon fought a mixture of emotions as he watched the familiar green eyes scan his pages, two hours later it was finally time for him to speak. With uncertainty he pushed himself to the front of the book and cleared his throat.
"Hello, my name is Sheldon Cooper, and what might your name be?"
Two Chapters in one day…wow I am on a roll. So let me know what you think, if you want more of Sheldon's backstory. Next chapter will have Penny's point of view and should include our first real taste of the love story. I should have it up by the end of the week but we will have to see if my muse sticks around that long.