OKAY THIS WAS CHAPTER 19 BUT IS NOW CHAPTER 20. IF YOU HAVEN'T READ NEW CHAPTER 18 I RECOMMEND IT BECAUSE IT EXPLAINS A BIT AND MOVES IMPORTANT ACTION. SORRY FOR THE GOOF.

A/N: You folks know I couldn't torture you for too long. As stated previously, thanks to hazelra7 for the support in writing this chapter, especially since I sent her an almost polished copy this time. LOL.

Seriously...enjoy and keep me posted so I know if I sucks at this stuff..

Disclaimer: I don't own BBT, but like to take them out to play sometimes.

Sheldon kept walking, not paying attention to his destination until he arrived at his tree house. He unlocked the door and climbed inside.

Turning on the lone light, he walked around and relived his early years through the old books and experiments he saw on the walls. He looked down at the Nintendo 64 that gave him over 600 hours of pleasure in his youth. He turned to the couch and that's when he saw it.

The bobby pin.

The one in Amy's hair from earlier today.

Sheldon walked over carefully to the couch and picked it up. It felt warm to the touch as he remembered their make out session earlier that morning. He had never felt more alive when he kissed his girlfriend there. Her soft lips were like a magnet that stripped his mind clean until he could think of nothing else but the feel of her.

Absentmindedly, he sat on the couch. He didn't feel the cell phone he had in his back pocket or notice anything until he heard it.

The song.

The one he sent her that day at the airport the day before.

There were others on that file, but that one was the one that made him focus…gave words to his fears…told her his heart.

He could only sit as the artist began to sing.

Sometimes I'm afraid when you go
Sometimes I'm afraid when you come home
Underneath it all ...
I think I'm afraid when there's nothing wrong.

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your reckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could you be the one comes rushing in.

Amy was frustrated as the cab sat in traffic due to a traffic jam from a car accident. Her flight was several hours away, but she couldn't get away from Texas fast enough. She didn't know what she would do after she finished in Michigan. Massachusetts was always beautiful and she did miss it. Maybe Harvard or Boston College was looking for a neurobiologist.

Suddenly, the voice came back inside her head.

'You're doing what you ripped Sheldon apart for earlier. You're running away and leaving him behind. Does giving it back to him make you feel better?'

"Shut the hell up!" Amy yelled

The cab driver turned around. "You okay, Honey?"

"Yes I am. Please get me out of here. I have a plane to catch."

The cab driver saw the dried tears on the young lady's face. 'Running away from a man.' She waited to gather her thoughts before voicing them. "He's always going to be there, Honey. Leaving him here in Texas won't make it go away."

Amy resented the words that sharply hit a nerve and replied the only way she could. "Excuse me, but you don't know what you are talking about. Just drive me away from this hell hole."

"Yes, ma'am, but I know of what I speak."

Wanting to ignore the woman's words, Amy grabbed her ear buds from her purse and plugged them into her phone. She queued up her Google Play app and hit shuffle. Of course, what played had to be THAT song. She was able to ignore it for the first verse, but after the chorus, the words hit her again like the first time Cyndi Lauper sang it at the airport the night she was heading to Texas.

There's something that I never told you
When I find myself slipping off of my pedestal
I'm a fierce believer afraid to fall.

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your reckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could you be the one comes rushing in.

Sometimes I'm afraid of the dark
I can't find the light in my heart
I can see my hand pushing away
As hard as I can

Sheldon didn't need to hear the last words to know that he had done shit in his nest. He failed Amy yet again by walking out like a coward because of his fears.

He would not let his fears control him anymore. He may have been able to be alone before meeting Amy, but now, he couldn't be without her in his life.

"She's my vixen damn it! I've let her down enough!"

He got up and ran out of the tree house. He ran for almost fifteen minutes before he stopped suddenly. He was torn, but he had to go back for it.

Running back, he went inside the tree house and grabbed the bobby pin from the couch. He ran out again, but only got a few yards before turning back.

Leaving a light on in the tree house and having it vulnerable and unlocked was not acceptable. Satisfied he got everything, he headed back to the house.

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your reckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could be the one comes rushing in.

Sometimes I'm afraid when you go ...

Amy broke down as all her feelings purged out. No matter what she did, the tears would not stop as years of frustration over her life drained out of her.

Sheldon could see the house in the distance. He would have been back sooner, but when he started having doubts, he stopped at the tree swing and let himself have a moment of whimsy. That planned moment turned into several minutes as he remembered Amy's face as she swung on that tire that morning, all the kisses they had, and all of their good times until his courage was up again.

He tripped on the step when he got to the porch. He didn't feel the pain in his knee, the blood flowing, or notice the rip in his khakis as he ran into the house.

"Amy!" he yelled into the living room. When there was no reply, he ran into the kitchen. "Amy Farrah Fowler!"

He didn't hear anything, so he continued to run through the house yelling his girlfriend's name. He even ran outside into the back yard near the clothesline. No Amy.

Sheldon slumped back into the house. He stood in the dining area and remembered the events of earlier that morning and realized that Amy left him. Devastated, he dragged himself upstairs. When he got to his room, he laid on his bed and crumpled into a fetal position. It was quiet until a few tears came down his face before he broke down in sobs.

He was near the end of his crying jag when he heard a car pull into the driveway. He prayed it wasn't his sister or Meamaw coming back to check on the couple as he didn't know what to say. Resigned, he looked out the window but suddenly straightened when he saw a familiar brunette come out of a cab with an older lady opening the trunk.

Wiping his face, Sheldon raced down the stairs, almost tripping again in the process.

Outside, the cab driver was about to pull Amy's suitcase out when she was surprised by a lanky man standing next to her talking a mile a minute.

"I'll take that thank you." Sheldon said grabbing the bag with his left hand while holding his right hand to his chest. He pulled his wallet and put it in his throbbing right hand and gave her two twenty dollar bills. "Keep the change. Now leave the way you came."

He turned to Amy, who could only stare. "Well, Little Lady, are you coming inside or not? I think I owe you a hot beverage."

"Y-yes. Thank you." Amy stammered, at a loss for words.

The couple walked in and Sheldon put down her suitcase while Amy put her purse on the recliner.

"Amy I am an ass—"

"Sheldon I'm sorry I pressured you-"

No more words were spoken as the couple looked at each other for a moment before jumping at each other in a heated embrace. His good hand grasped her hair while the right held her close to him. In the back of his mind pain was registered, but it was drowned out by the blood rushing to his bottom half.

Sheldon could hear the voices in his head telling him he was doing it all wrong, but they were silenced by the moan he felt vibrate into his mouth by his girlfriend. Emboldened, he grazed his tongue onto her lips and moaned in delight as he was granted entry. He was so scared to never feel this way with her again. Those fears egged him on as he held her tighter to him, afraid to let her go.

On the way back here, Amy was afraid she would never feel this way again as she felt a warm glow inside her from Sheldon exploring her mouth with his tongue. Her arms made her way around his neck. A moment later, she was shocked when she felt an arm under her posterior before she was lifted up. She opened her eyes, but instinct kicked in as her legs locked around Sheldon's waist before being pushed up against a wall and devoured by her physicist.

Eventually, the couple needed air. They reluctantly parted and Sheldon put her down on her feet. Both needed a moment to collect their thoughts, but Sheldon couldn't take his eyes off Amy as her face was flushed and her lips kiss swelled. Knowing that he was the reason made his confidence swell while he counted down the minutes until he could do that again.

For Amy, getting the reaction she did from her touch-adverse boyfriend was making her burn up in lust. She knew they needed to calm themselves. "I-I'll take that hot beverage now."

Sheldon was breathing heavily and stunned. "S-sure." he said in a quiet voice like the one on the train after he kissed her.

Amy made her way to grab Sheldon's left hand as the couple made their way into the kitchen.