Ch 3

Amy POV

"Damnit Sheldon stop!" I yell at him as he joins in on an Indian dance circle.

"It's cultural!" I sigh. It's been days and he keeps getting more an more unlike himself. What is wrong with him? Is the time travel taking a toll on him?

"Sheldon, what's wrong with you?" He dances over to me.

"Why do you mean?" He asks.

"Your not acting like yourself! What happened?" He stops and looks me dead in the eye.

"We may never get home Amy, I'm trying to make the most of this." He says.

"Sheldon...we are gonna find a way out of this." I assure him.

"Actually I don't think we will." I look at him as he stares back and the ground slides out from under out feet and we are in water again.

"Amy, Sheldon? Aren't you supposed to be at your date?" I look up at Penny, who is in the hallway along with us. I run to her, hugging her.

"Penny. You need to tell Howard and Raj and Leonard to go in my room and stop me from making my time machine! Now. The one that looks like a tea kettle." Sheldon says quickly.

"Everyone's at work sweetie, it's 6 o'clock." Penny says under me. "Since when are time machines real anyways?" I let her go and see Sheldon start to flare up in anger.

"That isn't important. Penny you have to go in there and stop Sheldon. Please. We will never see you again if you don't." She looks at Sheldon for a moment, thinking about not seeing him again. "Penny please!" I beg.

"F-fine I'll go try." Penny says.

"Oh thank you Penny thank yo-" and off we are into another time.

Penny POV

Cause I've always wanted to stop Sheldon from making a mess of things. Do I look like his mother? No. Why did I have to do it? I knock on his door and wait. I sigh. How can I draw him out. I go back to my apartment and get my laptop and start to google nerdy celebrities and look up while waiting for a page to load when I see the tea kettle. I look around to make sure he isn't there. I pick it up and throw it in the trash. There. Done.

The first person that comes up on the google search is David Tennant. I have no choice but to try it. "David Tennant!? You want to video chat Dr. Copper?" I say loudly.

"YOU WERE THE WORST DOCTOR EVER!" Sheldon screams from his room. I sigh. This was gonna be much harder than I expected.

Sheldon POV

I look over at Amy in the glowing fire of the Indian dancers. She looks different in this light, maybe even beautiful. But still so sad. I sigh. Maybe I can cheer her up. I join the group of dancers and jump around with them. Amy calls me over before the Indians can attempt to murder me and begins to yell at me. I stare at her lips. Why am I just now noticing these oddly beautiful features on her? I almost make the move to kiss her when water appears beneath our feet. When the waters hits me, I feel dazed and awake. What is wrong with me?

Author notes: so I'm sorry every Chapter is so short, I'm writing this on my iPod touch and documents seem super long on here :/ anyways I really hope you enjoyed it! I have been getting some of the best comments on my page (YAY!) and it makes me so happy to get an email that says I got a new review. Please add this story to your follow list and feel free to suggest any situations to put Amy and Sheldon into! Thank you again everyone! *honorific bows to reader*