"Scooby!" Amy called as she opened a tin of dog food the following morning.
The Fox Terrier's ears pricked up, and he trotted into the kitchen.
Amy placed his bowl on the floor, and Scooby jumped up and let Amy fuss him before he proceeded to eat.
Amy grimaced as she stood back up.
Sheldon spotted this and frowned.
"Is something bothering you?" He inquired.
"My back hurts." Amy replied.
"Hmm maybe it was from our acrobatic intercourse last night." Sheldon replied. "Which reminds me; next time we should also lock the door, not just close it."
"Agreed!" Amy nodded, "No more interruptions from Scooby. But regarding my back; it doesn't feel like I've pulled anything, it's just…sore?"
"Oh. Would you like me to massage it better for you? Maybe apply an ice or heat pack to it? I have one of each." Sheldon offered.
Amy shook her head. "No thank you Sheldon," she declined, "I'll just take some Tylenol. That should get rid of the pain. Besides, I have to get to work and if you massage me, I won't be able to keep my hands off you!" She winked.
"Is that such a terrible thing?" Sheldon asked as he set up his laptop, ready to work from home.
Amy laughed. "Of course not…I'm saving you for later!" She slipped into the bathroom to shower, and Sheldon sipped his tea as Scooby finished up his breakfast and sat next to Sheldon's chair at the table.
"Can I help you?" Sheldon asked.
Scooby woofed lightly and wagged his tail.
Sheldon pulled out one of the other dining chairs, which Scooby immediately hopped on to, sitting down and watching Sheldon.
"I'll take you for a walk in just a minute." Sheldon said, as he jotted some equations down.
He only took a moment, before getting himself ready and attaching the lead to Scooby's collar.
Amy emerged from the bathroom, having dried her hair, got dressed and applied her makeup in there.
Slipping on her shoes and grabbing her belongings, she and Sheldon left together.
"You're very quiet Amy." Sheldon commented, "Are you sure you're alright?"
"Um…no." She replied.
Sheldon frowned at her. "Oh…Why?"
Sighing, Amy spoke again. "I got my period."
"Yes…So?"
"So…I don't know to be honest."
"But…You said…The plan. We have Scooby now, and…"
"I know," Amy cut in, "But still…I was silently hoping."
Sheldon's shoulders drooped, which had nothing to do with Scooby pulling on his lead!
"Oh…" He said sadly, reaching for Amy's hand and squeezing it comfortingly as he laced their fingers together. "I thought you were against it?"
"I am…But like you said; once you know for definite it isn't there anymore, it hurts." Amy nodded.
Sheldon brought Scooby to heel, and bit his lip. "Indeed…Why don't you take the day off today?"
Amy shook her head. "No, I can't."
"Well how about you feign illness and leave early? I can take care of you…"
"Hmm…I might just do that." Amy nodded. "I love work but I'm not up to it today. Thank you Sheldon."
They stopped outside the building.
"I'd love to come in and see it one day." Sheldon said.
"Why don't you now?" Amy shrugged.
"I've got Scooby."
"So?"
"We'll get kicked out."
"You're with me." Amy replied, pushing the doors open and letting Sheldon and Scooby through with her.
..
"Ah, Dr Fowler! Good morning…This must be your husband?" Professor Roberts greeted.
"Yes, this is Sheldon." Amy smiled. "And our new dog Scooby…Don't worry; he's clean."
"Nice to meet you Sheldon," Professor Roberts extended his hand, and Sheldon looked down, swallowing.
Amy glanced at him, worried.
Sheldon took a breath and shook Professor Roberts' hand.
"I just wanted to show Sheldon the lab and the marine tank." Amy smiled.
Professor Roberts frowned at her. "Are you okay my dear? You look a little pale; are you sick?"
"Yeah," Amy replied.
It wasn't a total lie; she did feel pretty awful.
"Well how about you show Sheldon and Scooby around and then I let you have the day off?" Professor Roberts said, kindly.
"Are you sure, sir? I really don't want to…"
"You're not causing any hassle Amy." He smiled. "Come on through."
"Thank you Professor." Amy smiled weakly, as she led Sheldon through the double doors to the lab.
..
"This is magnificent!" Sheldon gasped, taking in the plain white décor of the lab, the clean surfaces, the high-tech and modern equipment, and most of all; the viewing gallery to the tank.
"I thought you might like it." Amy grinned.
She led him over to the viewing gallery, right by the computers, and pointed out a newly-reformed Soleil, who was with Beth and another diver at the moment, and her calf Capri, at her side.
"That adult bottlenose there; that's Soleil. The one I helped reform. It turns out that from her brain waves we could determine that she suffered from a form of anxiety that affects dolphins and other mammals." Amy smiled, proudly. "And her calf is Capri…He had no problems!"
"You did that?" Sheldon asked. "You helped to reform a frightened, anxious dolphin?"
Amy nodded. "By using a simple technique that piques curiosity. All living creatures are inquisitive; and if you appeal to their curious side, and then show that there is nothing to be afraid of, it can modify behaviour and ways of thinking. This is also used on horses."
"Fascinating!" Sheldon nodded clearly impressed.
"I also kind of performed it on you, too…" Amy blushed. "With the whole dry sex and bases thing. Got you curious enough, didn't it? We're having sex regularly now…"
Sheldon stared at her in shock. "You vixen!" He grinned, "I had no idea, all this time!"
"It worked, didn't it?" Amy said, impishly.
"It certainly did," Sheldon nodded, as he stepped closer, "And when we get home, I will show you!"
..
Amy quickly excused herself from work, feigning illness, and she and Sheldon walked Scooby back to the hotel and up to their suite.
Scooby settled himself in his basket, as Sheldon and Amy got ready and met in the bedroom, locking the door.
"How are you feeling?" Sheldon asked. "If you've got your period, won't it be messy and painful?"
"Well, yes." Amy replied, "It's my off week on the pill, so I have to let it take its course."
"How bad is it at the moment?"
"Only spotting. Hardly anything really, but it's pretty painful."
"Oh…Maybe I can get rid of the pain." Sheldon replied, lowering himself on the bed, and kissing Amy passionately.
"I don't know…It really does hurt; maybe we should leave it for now." Amy grimaced, but Sheldon wasn't listening.
He had already pulled Amy's skirt off, and was working on her blouse.
"Um…Sheldon?"
"Shh…Let me do this for you." He replied, softly, still kissing her.
In no time at all, he had removed his own clothing and positioned himself at her entrance.
Amy was kissing him back, but trying hard to resist his sexual advances.
Sheldon pushed in, and was already maintaining a rhythm, when he felt hands on his chest, forcefully.
"Sheldon, please stop. You're hurting me!"
He immediately pulled out, and looked down at Amy, whose eyes were wide and disbelieving, rimmed with tears.
"I said no." She was saying now, pulling her clothes back on.
It suddenly dawned on him, as he pulled his own underwear and clothes back on.
"Oh God, did I…? Amy, I'm sorry. I am so sorry; I have no idea what…"
She shook her head, getting to her feet. "Why would you force me?"
"I don't know," Sheldon said lamely.
It was honest, but sounded so pathetic.
"I didn't hear you…I would never intentionally hurt you Amy, you know that. I'm so truly sorry."
He tried to help her, but she swatted him away, as she headed wordlessly for the door.
"Oh Good Lord, what have I done?" He shook his head, as he sat alone on the bed.
He had forced Amy into having sex, when she was clearly in pain.
"What has happened to me!?" He sighed, as he began to sob to himself, becoming hysterical. "I would never intentionally hurt another person, especially my Amy; what have I done!
He ran to the bathroom and retched.
Nothing came up, and as the feeling of nausea disappeared, he felt a great need to shower.
Turning the water on, he stripped and stood under the spray, scrubbing himself vigorously.
He looked down and deliberately hit himself in the groin, disgusted, only to then recoil in pain.
Once he was satisfied that he was clean, he dried himself, and dressed in the bedroom, sighing.
"I need to turn myself in." He muttered, emerging into the room.
Scooby was staring at him, looking confused.
"But I can't leave you here alone…" Sheldon finished.
He quickly sent a text to David, and once he got the reply, he sighed again, attaching Scooby's lead to his collar.
Scribbling a note, Sheldon walked out of the door.
..
Sheldon got out of the elevator at the bottom, just as Amy ascended in the other elevator, so they missed each other by a second.
Amy had had time to collect her thoughts, and as she reached the room, she unlocked the door.
"Hi Sheldon! I'm back…Look; I know you didn't mean to hurt me and I…"
She spotted the note on the table, and picked it up, beginning to read:
Dear Amy, my beautiful wife;
I am so, so sorry for hurting you and forcing you into coitus; I am a filthy lowlife, no better than those criminals you hear about every day on TV.
I love you so, so much and you deserve better. That is why I have taken Scooby to David and Emily's until you get back, and am turning myself in to the police.
Please accept my sincerest apologies, and know that justice will be done.
Forever in my heart,
Sheldon xxxx
Amy burst into tears, shaking.
She never meant for this to happen!
'I don't want Sheldon to get into any trouble.' She thought. 'He isn't the same as those criminals!'
In a split second, she had grabbed her things, and was racing out of the door.
She had to stop him!
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A/N: Don't worry too much! That's all I'm going to say…I know this chapter was a little darker towards the end, and there is a reason; this is for character growth, and I know some people may not like this, and that's fine but please refrain from leaving flames. I am aware this may be a little OCC, but that of course, is also intentional.
I do have a plan for this story, and please don't worry too much about the characters.
Thanks for reading, chapter 35 will be up soon.