Amy pounded down the pavement, her lungs burning.
She finally located the police department in the distance, and increased her speed.
..
Sheldon was shaking as he stood in the building, facing the front desk.
He swallowed and took a deep breath, approaching the desk.
The officer at the desk looked up.
"Can I help you sir?"
Sheldon opened and closed his mouth, unable to speak for a moment.
The officer gave him a concerned look; "Do you want to report a crime?"
Swallowing, Sheldon found his voice. "Yes…Uh, actually I'd like to turn myself in."
The officer frowned, turning around to scan the wanted posters.
"For what? You don't match any of the descriptions of the currently wanted criminals."
"No, this just happened…Please understand that I am a good person with a good future ahead of me. I have never committed a crime before." Sheldon began to say. "I…I forced my wife to…"
The officer was leaning over his notebook, ready to write, looking up expectantly. "To do what, sir?"
"To have sex. I didn't mean to hurt her, officer. I'd never intentionally hurt her, she's the love of my life…As soon as she said she was in pain, I stopped. It made me sick, I ruined everything…I need to give her justice and peace of mind; that is why I'm here to hand myself in."
"So…You're trying to tell me that you…raped her?"
Sheldon winced at the word.
Rape.
It was such a dirty, disgusting word, with an even worse meaning.
It was criminal; evil.
Had he really done that?
Sheldon began to hyperventilate, and tears were running down his cheeks.
"Well…I…"
"SHELDON STOP!"
He spun round to the doors, where there stood a dishevelled and exhausted-looking Amy.
"Are you insane? Come here." Amy approached him, embracing him in a hug.
Sheldon's body stiffened, and tried to wriggle away. "Amy, please don't touch me…I'm an animal."
"Don't be stupid." Amy whispered. "You are nothing like those people!" She took an emergency paper bag out of her purse and gave it to Sheldon to breathe into.
The police officer raised an eyebrow. "Are you the wife?"
"Yes." Amy nodded. "I got a note from Sheldon back in our suite, and he told me that he was sorry and that he's turning himself in."
"So he did rape you?"
"No!" Amy replied firmly, "No he did not."
"But Amy…" Sheldon butted in.
"Sheldon, you didn't, okay?"
"But you were frightened and got up and left."
"I was shocked, not frightened. I asked you to stop, and you stopped." Amy reassured, "I wasn't hurt or mentally scarred; I don't want you to get into trouble."
"So, ma'am…No charges being pressed?" the officer asked.
"No, officer. It's a misunderstanding. My husband isn't like most people; he doesn't understand much about social conventions and certain behaviours. He has anxiety issues, and I think this freaked him out." Amy replied.
She turned to face Sheldon, who was still a nervous wreck, but had managed to calm his breathing a little.
"You did not rape me, okay?" She said, softly.
Sheldon nodded. "I'm sorry Amy." He replied, as Amy cuddled him.
"It's okay." Amy replied, "Sorry for wasting your time, officer."
With a sigh of relief, Sheldon allowed Amy to lead him home.
..
Later that afternoon, they had collected Scooby from David and Emily, and returned to the suite, with Scooby rushing to his basket and amusing himself with a squeaky toy.
Sheldon was still very quiet and reserved, keeping to himself.
Amy grew concerned, and ordered a take-out, going downstairs to retrieve it and then appearing back in the suite minutes later.
"I got us some pizza." She said, holding up the box.
Sheldon looked at her warily and nodded. "Thank you."
Amy set it on the table, and moved over to Sheldon, planting a kiss on him.
She felt hurt when Sheldon didn't respond.
"Please kiss me, Sheldon." She pleaded.
He shook his head.
Amy's heart sank.
In one day, her husband, who had done so well and come so far, had gone back into his shell again.
She swallowed hard, blinking back tears. "Sheldon…Please? We're married."
He looked at her, the life gone from his eyes.
"Aren't we?" Amy asked.
Sheldon looked down at his hand, and stared at his wedding band.
"Yes, we are." He replied.
Amy sighed with relief, as she hugged him tightly.
At first, he stiffened, but soon relaxed into the hug and returned it.
Amy looked at him and kissed his lips softly.
Finally, Sheldon responded.
Once again, he felt his baser urges taking over as the kiss deepened.
Amy led him to their bedroom and locked the door, before she unzipped his pants and began to cup him, rubbing intensely.
Sheldon grunted and pulled back. "What are you doing?"
"I'm coming on to you…" Amy replied.
"No…No, you can't. I defiled you!" Sheldon went high-pitched. "I can't believe you're even kissing and touching me!"
"SHELDON!" Amy raised her voice, "You did not defile me. It was a mistake. I won't hold this against you; please…Please make love to me."
Sheldon swallowed. "I can't."
"Yes you can…Don't be put off…"
"No I mean I can't. You're in pain, I'm not in the mood, and I'm not…Well…I'm not erect."
"That can be arranged." Amy replied, lowering her hand.
Sheldon's breathing became erratic, and Amy took this as a good sign.
She looked up at him, and saw that his eyes were closed tight, as if he was meditating.
"Are you using Kohlinar?" She asked.
Sheldon didn't answer.
His breathing quickened again, as Amy finally managed to arouse him.
In Sheldon's mind, he was losing control.
He didn't want to do this right now, because of what he had done earlier, and was trying to fight against it in his mind.
But his body was winning; made evident by the tent in his trousers.
Amy was now pulling his pants down, still kissing him.
"Please relax Sheldon." She pleaded. "We can get past this."
Sheldon pulled away. "I can't. I don't want to hurt you again; I'm scared."
Amy felt saddened by his comment.
"You didn't…Well; you did, but not like that."
She was only in her underwear now, and Sheldon's eyes were still tightly shut.
"Open your eyes Sheldon. It's okay." Amy said, gently.
He opened them, and saw his wife standing in her bra and panties before him.
She looked so radiant, and he swallowed hard.
He felt his fingers twitch…Needing to touch her, hold her, and do things to her.
He blinked hard, balling his hands into fists.
"Amy, you don't have to prove anything…"
"Yes I do. I need to prove that you didn't do anything wrong and that I still need you." She replied, huskily, as she sat on the bed in a suggestive pose. "Come here to me, I won't bite."
"No, but I might." Sheldon replied, sadly.
"You have self-control, remember? You are not a monster…Come to me. It's fine. We can do this, just like we did before." Amy coaxed gently.
Sheldon began to feel reassured.
He moved slowly towards the bed and sat down gingerly.
Amy put her lips to his and kissed him, this time with him responding immediately.
As the kiss grew more passionate, Amy grasped Sheldon and ran her hand up and down his length.
He frowned, pulling his head back for a moment.
"It's okay." Amy repeated softly, "We need to reboot. The only way to do that is start up again."
Sheldon nodded, and allowed Amy to pleasure him.
After some time, she moved aside, and invited Sheldon onto her lap. "Come on." She coaxed.
He timidly obliged and as she guided him into her, she felt him hesitate.
"Do you want me to do the work until you feel ready?" She asked.
Sheldon nodded. "Okay." He answered.
Amy returned to kiss him, and rolled her hips against his.
Her breathing quickened, and she moved her hips up further, until she completely consumed him.
Sheldon soon abandoned attempting Kohlinar and moved in time with her, his urges taking over his body and his mind.
Their kiss grew intense, as did their lovemaking, and soon they were both caught in climax together, moaning loudly as they both finally released.
Before Sheldon could panic, Amy took his face in her hands.
"Thank you," she smiled. "You overcame another fear for me…Please remember you didn't do anything wrong. Not knowingly, and you did amazingly well, as usual!"
Sheldon nodded, "Thank you Amy."
"It's important that we re-connect after any problems or snags, otherwise we may never get back to normal." Amy explained gently.
"I know," Sheldon replied, "And I am sorry for hurting you earlier."
"I know you are, but I'm not holding it against you. Never think of yourself as a criminal, okay? I know you're still kind of new to this; we both are. You're afraid…I was too. But it really is alright; it was a mistake. I'm fine, you're fine…No harm done." Amy reassured. "I love you."
"I love you too." Sheldon replied, without missing a beat, as he held Amy tightly and breathed a big sigh of relief.