AN: Sheldon and Penny are both in Texas! I'm excited!

Please review! (Thanks for actually reading and reviewing and humoring this girl, hehe)

Show's not mine, still! :-)

"...Amy, isn't it?"

Sheldon stared at his mother in horror. "Um..." He could only mutter.

Mary Cooper squinted at her son and realized something was up. "Shelly?" She prodded.

He sighed, shoulders slumping. "Amy... had broken up with me."

Mary immediately softened and put her arms around her son. "Oh, my poor baby boy..."

"I don't need your pity, mother," he replied stiffly, and Mary withdrew. "We have agreed to stay in touch..."

"Break ups are tough, Shelly." His mother replied. "Don't you feel even a tiny bit... sad?"

Sheldon shook his head. "Doesn't matter," he replied. "There is another reason why I am here."

"I'm listening..." Mary encouraged.

Penny stepped out of the airport, meeting her assistant after going through a long line of paparazzi. "How was the flight?" Her assistant, Emily, asked.

"Well... I was sleeping the whole time so I have no idea how it went," Penny and Emily chuckled.

Emily opened the trunk and stuffed Penny's luggage in it. "Ready to go to the hotel? Or would you like to go somewhere else?" Emily asked.

"Hotel would be great," Penny replied. "Work's not until tomorrow, right?"

At Emily's nod, Penny relaxed in the passenger's seat, thinking about how pretty Dallas looks, work, and if she'd ever run into Sheldon while she's here.

"So let me get this straight. You're in love with Penny, but she's married to Leonard so you can't have her. So you told her to stay away from you and you miss her and feel guilty about it?" Mary stared at Sheldon, who was drinking a cup of tea.

"Well... Yes." He replied.

Mary crossed her arms, and Sheldon could swear that his mother was staring through his soul. "Then aren't you an idiot," she proclaimed.

"I have an IQ of..." He started, but Mary cut him off. "Yeah, yeah. You're a damn genius. But you're an idiot."

Sheldon didn't get any of that, and he sighed. "Do I do something about it or..."

"Well... you could start by not being cold to her," Mary replied. "Apologize or something."

"But she probably doesn't want to see me. I might have... hurt her." Sheldon replied.

Mary glared at him. "Of course you've hurt her! Find her, and tell her that you want to be her friend again."

"How am I going to find her?" Sheldon asked.

"IQ of 187, right?" Mary asked. At Sheldon's nod, she continued. "Figure it out."

The next morning, Penny lined up at a Starbucks near her hotel for her coffee fix. Shooting wouldn't start until about four hours later, but jet lag got to her, and she was up way too early for her liking.

She waited for her name to be called, and when it was, she sighed in relief. "Thanks," she mumbled to the petite girl who handed her the coffee.

Before she went out of the shop, she glanced at the sky outside. "Rain," she thought. "My first official day in Texas and it's going to fucking rain."

She went back to the counter to ask for a couple of tissues. She turned around a bit too fast, and she felt the hot coffee splashing on her chest as she hit the unsuspecting man behind her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she muttered, looking at her already soaked shirt.

"Penny?" The man spoke. She continued wiping her self, thinking that the man knew her name because he was her fan.

Oh, the man was her fan alright. "Penny?" he repeated.

Penny sighed and finally looked up. "Sheldon?!"