A/N: Thank you for the reviews! FINALLY finished this module of my coursework, so had time to update my story! It's 5:30am over here right now, and I've been working on coursework and this chapter since 10pm so I'm hitting the pillows now! Thank God it's the weekend haha! And I thought you should all know that it's my birthday on 7th June, and I'm having a party that weekend…Big Bang Theory Themed! Oh yes! Even getting a life-sized cardboard Sheldon shipped over from Pennsylvania for people to take pictures with! ;) That's how sad/cool I am LOL! Anyway, here's your update; hope you enjoy it. Please review.
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"Amy…Are you aware that you have far too many books?" Sheldon grunted, struggling with a pile of books, which he dropped into a box.
It was the following day, and Amy was packing up her stuff with the help of Sheldon and their friends.
Amy turned around and laughed.
"This is hardly funny; I dropped them, now they're not in order!" Sheldon panicked, kneeling beside the box and re-organizing the books.
"Sheldon, you'll just be unpacking them again later. For once, try not to obsess over organization!" Howard sighed.
Sheldon blinked at him. "In the last decade, have you gotten to know me at all?"
"Sheldon wouldn't be Sheldon if he didn't have his organizational obsession." Amy grinned.
"And that's why we all just love him!" Leonard quipped, sarcastically.
Of course, Sheldon did not pick up on the sarcasm.
"Aw, thank you Leonard." He smiled.
"Well that's one of the many reasons I love him!" Amy grinned, abandoning her books and throwing her arms around her husband, planting a kiss on his cheek, and then his neck before walking away.
He felt a tingle run through his body as she kissed him.
They exchanged eye contact for a few moments, before Sheldon tore his gaze away.
"Um…Could you go and take those boxes down to the cars please and take them to our apartment?" Sheldon asked. "All of you."
Raj frowned. "But they aren't full yet."
"Raj, face it…Between the lot of you, the only muscle you really have is Penny."
"Hey!" Bernadette protested.
"I'm sorry Bernadette; you are also quite a brawny female." Sheldon added, "Now please could you all take the boxes down?"
"And what are you going to be doing?" Leonard asked, folding his arms and raising his eyebrows meaningfully.
"Well, I'm going to…Uh…Clean the surfaces for the next tenants." Sheldon said quickly, getting some dust on his hand and whipping out the Purell.
"Smooth." Leonard winked as the others passed him, armed with boxes. He bent down to pick one up. "We'll be back in about a half hour; I hope that's enough time!"
Sheldon swallowed. "Um…It'll have to be."
"Bye Sheldon!" Leonard sang, grinning as he shut the door.
"Thanks for staying to help me clean up." Amy said, handing Sheldon a duster.
He frowned down at it.
"I'm guessing you aren't aware that I got rid of our friends for a while so that I could engage in intercourse with you." He said.
"Oh!" Amy blinked.
"If you want to…Oh!" Sheldon trailed off as Amy cupper his face in her hands and kissed him.
"Wait, wait…" He said, tossing the duster aside and hoisting Amy up on to the now vacant bookcase.
"Sheldon, this is dusty!" She protested. "Wouldn't you prefer to do this somewhere cleaner?"
He looked down at the bookcase, and felt a slight panic.
He pushed it aside, taking a deep breath and focusing on Amy.
"Nope." He said at last, and without another word, the two of them began to undress rapidly, and Sheldon pushed into Amy, still kissing her intensely.
She rolled her hips against him as he thrust in and out of her, increasing his speed and going in deeper.
They both reached orgasm, moaning loudly before slowing down and coming to a complete stop.
Sheldon pulled out and almost had a heart attack.
"Amy! You're bleeding…"
"What?" She frowned, looking down. "I can't see anything."
She jumped down from the bookcase and let out a cry of pain, her legs buckling.
Sheldon held her up. "Were you on your period? I'm sorry I had no idea…"
"No." Amy shook her head. "Oh God it hurts!" She cried, her eyes stinging. "I think something's torn!"
"Oh no…I hurt you!" Sheldon winced. "I'm so sorry Amy. Is there anything I can do? Ugh I'm a terrible person!" He cursed himself.
"It was an accident. It's never happened before." Amy shook her head.
"You need to see a doctor, Amy. If you're internally bleeding it could result in something worse. One thing I do know is: never leave a sex injury un-treated!"
Amy nodded, grimacing through the pain. "I'll call them now." She hobbled towards her phone, with Sheldon helping her.
She called the doctor, and was given an emergency appointment that afternoon.
Sheldon had called their friends and let them know that Amy had to go to the doctor for an emergency appointment, but wouldn't tell them why.
As they returned to her apartment later on, with news that it was simply a tear and given some medication and told not to have sex for a couple of weeks whilst it healed, they set to work on moving her stuff out.
"So much for me making love to you on every surface in your apartment!" Sheldon whispered. "I'm such an idiot!"
"It's okay; you have surfaces at your…I mean our apartment!" She winked.
"That's true, but we'll also have to put off any baby-making." Sheldon made a face.
"It'll be okay." Amy replied. "It won't be for long!"
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Three weeks after Amy had moved in with Sheldon and Leonard and settled into her new job, she was woken up early one weekend by Scooby growling and barking.
"What the hell?" She groaned, throwing back the covers and waking Sheldon in the process.
Amy padded into the living room, fumbling for a light switch.
Scooby was still growling, and Amy could see a figure in the kitchen.
"Scooby, it's me!" The figure hissed.
Amy flicked the light switch on, and Scooby ran at the figure.
"Scooby!"
"Leonard?"
"Oh Amy, thank God!" Leonard sighed with relief. "Your darn dog thought I was an intruder!"
Leonard had a bagel hanging out of his mouth and a mug of coffee in his hand.
"You're up early. It's six thirty." Amy commented, taking Scooby by his collar and leading him away from Leonard, who he had now backed down from and was trying to jump up at him playfully.
"I couldn't sleep and Penny wants me to meet her Dad properly again, as a real couple this time. He's happy that we're engaged and wants to have breakfast with us." Leonard replied, stifling a yawn.
Amy frowned. "You're ruining your appetite with that bagel." She giggled.
"I fell asleep early last night; paintball wore me out, thanks to that wonderful husband of yours." Leonard replied.
"Hmm…I heard." Amy nodded. "Sorry about that."
"It's hardly your fault. He wouldn't be Sheldon if he didn't push us past our limits." Leonard shrugged.
Amy nodded, frowning.
"Are you okay?" Leonard asked.
"I don't know…" Amy trailed off as she felt her stomach churn.
Leonard heard her stomach rumble, and held out the bagel. "You hungry?"
Amy retched and ran to the bathroom.
"I take that as a no then." Leonard frowned, putting the bagel back down and making his way through the hallway.
Sheldon had run out of the bedroom.
"I heard what sounded like Amy vomiting. What happened?" He asked, wide-eyed, but with bed hair.
"I have no idea. I guess she's sick. She was fine until I offered her some bagel." Leonard shrugged.
Sheldon took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom, looking away from the toilet, and leant down to rub Amy's back.
She put the lid down and flushed, moving over to the sink to wash her mouth out with water and mouthwash.
"Are you alright?" Sheldon asked.
"Never better." Amy answered groggily.
"You're shaking."
"Yes Sheldon, I am shaking." She replied tiredly.
He took the bottle of mouthwash of her and poured some into the cap, handing it to his wife.
"You can keep that now, I have my own." Sheldon said, producing another bottle of mouthwash from the cupboard. "Yours is the green one, mine is the light blue. Leonard uses the darker blue one."
"Okay, whatever." Amy nodded.
"I'll label them." Sheldon was saying.
"Yeah, fine."
Sheldon looked hurt at Amy's snippy tone, but she had just been sick, so he brushed it off.
"I'll uh…I'll leave you to it." He mumbled.
"Sheldon wait…I'm sorry. I just don't know where that came from." She replied, shaking her head. "I got sick out of nowhere and felt terrible, but I'm okay now."
"Would you like me to take care of you?" Sheldon asked.
Amy nodded.
"I'll sleep on the couch."
"Alright." Sheldon replied, as they made their way through to the living room and Amy settled herself on the couch, with her head by the door.
Sheldon put the yellow bowl next to her and a glass of water and some Saltines, before throwing a blanket over her.
He put a hand to her head; "You don't appear to have a temperature." He frowned.
"I feel fine now." Amy replied, reaching for a Saltine and nibbling it slowly.
"I can make you some ginger tea to soothe your stomach?" Sheldon offered.
"That would be lovely thank you." Amy nodded, closing her eyes.
He made the beverage and brought it over to his wife, pulling up a chair next to the couch and stroking her hair.
He knew perfectly well what was going on and was both scared and hopeful.
He took a breath. "I know…" He said.
"Know what?" Amy frowned, genuinely not knowing what he meant.
Maybe he was wrong; surely she would know if she was, wouldn't she?...
"Nothing." He replied, kissing her forehead. "Forget I said anything. Let's just focus on getting you better."
Amy nodded and fell asleep to Sheldon gently stroking her hair.