Chapter 10
Amy stared at the large dark oak door looming in front of her. What was she doing here? He was no better than the others was he? He spread the rumour about her around campus…what did that say about him? But he apologized to her right off the bat, he filled her inbox and voicemail with more apologies. He did seem genuinely sorry and concerned about her feelings. He wanted to know how she was doing with everything that had happened. He had even apologized for possibly making her uncomfortable with what he had said in his office. He told her that he didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but he didn't take his words back she noticed. She needed a friend right now, one that truly cared about her, and his actions showed that he did really care. Amy tentatively knocked on the door.
The door opened, and a shocked looking Barry Kripke was standing behind it. "Amy?" he said, sounding kind of stunned. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry, I should have called. I just needed to get away from my so called friends, and I didn't know where else to go."
"No…no.. It's ok. I'm glad you are here. You are always welcome." Kripke ushered her into his apartment.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Kripke asked her softly as he took her coat.
"No…not really" she replied quietly. Amy looked around the room. His apartment reminded her a lot of his office. There were lots of personal photos, books, and photography covering the walls. He also had lots of bookshelves filled with books. The shelves were filled with classics, fantasy, biographies, thrillers, true crime. It seemed he had a mix of everything. The back section of his living room of his apartment looked like a little electronics lab. There was a small robot that he looked like he was designing.
"Cool…" Amy said softly as she gazed at the robot on his work table.
"Oh I'm coming up with my next entry for my attack robot. This one has razor claws….although a bitch to build. I've got a few battle wounds as proof." Kripke held up his hands which were covered in multiple cuts of various lengths and depths.
"Ouch…does it hurt much?" Amy asked concerned.
"Oooh…just when I type, cook, clean, drive, shower, think. So uhh..yeah I guess all the time." Kripke laughed.
Amy looked at Kripke guiltily. "I'm so sorry to interrupt your evening. I was just having a really bad night, and wanted to see a friendly face. Were you going out? I don't want to wreck your plans."
"My plans…well you're looking at it for tonight" he said pointing to the couch and a bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. "I was just going to stay home and watch a movie. I just started watching Starship Troopers. Have you seen it?"
"Oh boy…another guy into SciFi. No, I haven't seen that one."
"Well, you hang out with our type…it comes with the territory. I think you might like this one…it's really terrible." Barry laughed.
"Terrible?…then why do you watch it?"
Kripke patted the sofa, motioning Amy to come sit down. He got up and got a bowl, and opened the fridge. "Well, I've got beer, water, and soda. I could open a bottle of wine if you'd like?"
"Oh, a soda will be fine. Thanks." Amy replied.
He grabbed a soda and the bowl and returned to the couch. He filled Amy's bowl with popcorn and gave her the bowl and the pop.
"So why this movie again?" Amy asked curiously. "Especially if you said it's terrible?"
"Well the book wasn't so terrible. But the movie…my God...do you know the term…so bad, it's good? This movie epitomizes that. Lets just say the book didn't translate to screen too well."
Barry grabbed the remote, and restarted the movie from the beginning. The movie began with a group of high school kids in Buenos Aires. The human race had colonized many different planets in the universe and were currently at war with bug-looking aliens.
They continued watching the movie, and then Amy burst out laughing. "What the hell?" She looked over at Kripke who was smiling at her. "Are you serious? They have a monitor the size of a movie screen in their school atrium, and everyone just goes up to the screen and pushes a button and it announces their grades in 800 size font in front of the whole school?"
"Wait for it…it gets better…" Kripke said.
"Oh my god.. I got 95% in math. I get to be a pilot!" Denise Richard's character said.
Kripke and Amy both started laughing uncontrollably. "This is so stupid" Amy laughed.
"It's so bad, you can't stop watching can you?" Barry chuckled. Amy smiled over at him. He was right, this movie was so bad that it was good. This was exactly what she needed after tonight's gong show at the Cheesecake Factory.
They continued watching, snickering together as the movie progressed. Barry was gingerly eating his popcorn, but then let out a loud yelp at his last handful.
"What's wrong?" Amy asked as she grabbed the remote and hit pause.
"Well the salt from the popcorn is getting into all the cuts on my hands. It hurts, but it's popcorn. I can't stop eating it. I am so obsessed with popcorn."
"Do you have any latex surgical gloves?" Amy enquired.
"Why would I have latex gloves at home? I just have the gloves for cleaning the toilet, but there is no way I am touching those…"
"I have surgical gloves, a biohazard box, all sorts of goodies at home. Well…you never know when you have to bring work home right?"
"Are you telling me that you've brought a brain home to work on?"
"Yeah…well…a brain may have drifted home with me once or twice. But you're in luck. I have a spare pair in my purse!" Amy got up and grabbed her bag that was by the door. Kripke was looking at her with fascination. Amy Farrah Fowler never failed to surprise him. She pulled out a pair of magenta surgical gloves and handed it to Kripke.
"Should I even ask, why you have surgical gloves in your purse?" he asked.
"Well Sheldon –" Amy stopped herself. "It's just good to have you know, in case you need to touch something that you might not want to otherwise."
"But they are light purple. I look kind of girly in these" he protested.
"Sorry I left my manly dark blue set in the lab" Amy laughed. Kripke washed his hands dried them and then put the purple gloves on. He resumed eating his popcorn.
"Phhft!...Yuck…" he sputtered as he put down the popcorn bowl.
"What's wrong" Amy asked concerned.
"Nothing…nothing. I just licked my fingers. Habit I guess. That was a little too "latexy" for my liking"
"You know, they say that finger sucking is a sign of sexual frustration." Amy stated in a matter of fact tone.
Barry smiled at her. Was she flirting with him? He leaned in towards her. "Well is that so, Dr. Fowler. Let me ask you then, do you suck your fingers?"
Amy looked at him like a deer caught in the headlights, her eyes opened extra wide. She hadn't even really realized what she was saying. She knew Kripke had feelings for her. What was she doing? She needed to change the topic fast. She grabbed the remote. "Let's keep watching the movie ok?" She hit play and leaned back into the couch.
She could feel Kripke's eyes on her, but eventually he went back to watching the movie. Her heart was racing. What was she doing there in his apartment? With a man who confessed that he would kiss every inch of her body given the opportunity. She had never had a man say something so intimate to her before…it made her feel good. Sexy…like a real desirable woman. She stole a glance at him as he watched the TV. He really was an attractive guy. His light blue eyes reflected the flickering lights from the movie, he had a slight five o-clock shadow on his face. He looked adorable sitting there with magenta gloves on. Amy shook her head. Where the hell was her mind drifting to? Sheldon had actually been quite sweet tonight…well in a Sheldon way. But Kripke made her feel different. When he was saying those things in his office, he almost seemed hungry…for her. It excited and scared her at the same time. Well she couldn't think this way. It was wrong. She needed to focus back on the movie.
She turned to the screen and began watching again. Soon she had become engrossed in the film. She started shaking her head and laughing at the stupidity again.
"Why are they flying across the universe to do hand-to-hand combat with large looking insects. Why don't they just bomb them from the safety of the spaceship?"
"Well, that would make a little too much sense wouldn't it. Of course they would fly millions of miles away, to land on the enemies home turf, to do combat on land that they are unfamiliar with, where they are greatly undersized and outnumbered. That's great military thinking there" Barry said.
Amy laughed and continued watching the movie. Kripke looked over at her. Why had she come over tonight? She had alluded to some problems with her friends, but didn't really get into it. Not that he was complaining. He liked having her in his home, it felt nice…it felt right. She was so easy to talk to…to laugh with. He had no idea what her and Cooper's status was. It couldn't be good if she was here in his apartment given Sheldon was quite clear about his hatred for him.
She had her feet resting on the coffee table, she was wearing gray tights and a skirt that showed off her shapely legs. Her long chestnut hair looked silky, he wondered if it felt as silky as it looked. Waves of the intoxicating smell of jasmine were coming from her. Was it her hair or her perfume? She was laughing uncontrollably watching this movie. He loved her laugh..it was so cute.
Neil Patrick Harris walks up to the bug brain and holds his hand against it. He uses his psychic abilities to feel what the bug brain is feeling. "It's Afraid!" he yells out. The crowd cheers. The aliens battle is lost. The chief bug brain is afraid.
Barry and Amy both burst at laughing.
"It's afraid!" Amy giggled.
"It's AFRAID" Barry echoed with a booming voice. They both fell into a fit of giggles until they were both crying from laughing so hard.
Barry reached over and clicked the TV off. He took off his gloves and wiped the tears from his eyes. He visibly flinched from the salty tears making contact with the cuts on his hands. Amy looked over at him concerned. He looked like he was in a lot of pain.
"Maybe you should put some cream on your hands. It might soothe them a little bit. Do you have any?"
"Well…I have a body spray scented lotion. I think that might just sting more if I put it on" he said.
Amy reached for her purse and pulled out a tube of hand cream. "This one is non-scented, and it's really good. My hands get dry from washing them so often in the lab. Here give me your hands" Amy gestured.
Amy took Barry's hands in hers. She gently squeezed a small amount of cream into the palm of his hand, and gently massaged it into his cut up hand. He winced slightly but was just staring intently at her. She started in the middle of his palm and massaged in slow circles applying light pressure until the cream was completely absorbed. She then slowly made her ways to his fingers, she gently stroked her hand along each digit making sure that each one had been moisturized completely. She heard Barry make a slight noise and she looked up at him.
He was staring at her, with a look that she had never experienced before. His light blue eyes had darkened, his pupils were dilated, he was looking at her with a look of pure magnetism…of pure desire.
"Barry –" she started.
Kripke leaned over and took her face into his tender hands, and gently pressed his lips onto Amy's mouth. His lips touched hers with a feather touch, igniting a feeling of unbridled passion deep within him. It was a feeling he had never felt with any woman before. He leaned in closer, intoxicated by her touch. He then slowly and gently sucked her lower lip. Amy gasped at the sensation, stunned at what was happening. Barry gently ran his tongue along her lower lip and then slowly flicked it lightly against her own tongue. What was happening? She felt like she was drowning in the feeling. She had never felt a kiss like this before, but her body was responding as she lightly ran her tongue along his as they deepened the kiss. She felt completely lost to the sensation, the heat..the desire. Barry made a slight noise, and Amy's mind snapped back into reality. This was wrong, this wasn't right at all.
Amy shoved Barry back. "What are you doing?" she gasped.
"Amy, I'm sorry, I got caught up in the moment. I thought you felt it too.." Barry began his eyes still wild.
"I'm not single! I'm still with Sheldon…we are on a break. I can't be doing this. This is wrong. I can't believe we kissed. Oh my God…." Amy stuttered.
"You are still with Sheldon? I was guessing that wasn't the case, since you showed up at my apartment" Barry said quietly. "You are an amazing kisser Amy….I don't think it was just me that enjoyed that kiss"
Amy's face flushed. She felt so confused. It felt good to have a man desire her, to kiss her with passion, but it also felt wrong. Very wrong. Something wasn't right. She knew what it was in her heart. It was the fact that it wasn't Sheldon.
"I've got to go. I shouldn't have come here. I'm really sorry Barry. I didn't mean to lead you on. I should have never let this happen" Amy said nervously.
"Amy, you don't have to go…I'm sorry. I didn't know your situation. Listen…I think we both feel something here –"
"I'm sorry Barry, I really need to leave." Amy grabbed her coat, and rushed to the door. She quickly ran out the door and down to her car. As she sat in the car, she gasped for air. What had she done? She didn't mean to kiss Kripke. Why did it feel so amazing, but at the same time so wrong? What was she ever going to tell Sheldon…..
A/N: Oh no she didn't…Oh yes she did! I couldn't resist. They needed a hot kiss in this story! But what is going to become of this. Amy liked the kiss but knew it didn't feel right because it wasn't Sheldon. What is Amy going to do now and how is Sheldon going to react? Oh I totally ripped off mocking Starship Troopers from my own life. My guy friends and I went to a midnight showing of the movie a long time ago, and we could not stop laughing. Sooooo bad it was good!