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Dormus Interruptus.
Chapter 11
Approaching the car hire desk, Leonard signed for the keys, located the car, and put their suitcase in the boot. Climbing into the passenger seat, Penny felt guilty. If Sheldon ever found out what they were doing, he'd have a fit.
Lying to Sheldon, about her and Leonard's weekend break in Vegas, was bad enough, but visiting Sheldon's mother, behind his back, was way worse, but what else could they do? They couldn't bear the thought of Sheldon and Amy getting married, without Mary there.
Heading along the Freeway, to Galveston, they barely exchanged a word, their minds occupied with figuring out a way to convince Mary to change her mind.
Pulling up in front of the house, Leonard knocked and, a few seconds later, Mary answered, wiping her hands on a tea towel. Leonard apologized "Sorry for turning up unannounced", but Mary waved away his concerns, "It's OK, like the Lord's house, mine is always open. Please come in".
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They'd been wandering aimlessly through the park for hours, trying to pick a venue for the wedding. Finally, in desperation, Amy suggested "How about here, in the park, on the Bandstand?"
Glancing around, surveying the park, Sheldon considered the idea. His eyes finally coming to rest on the Bandstand, he pursed his lips, then asked "Wouldn't we need a permit or something?"
"I don't know" Amy confessed. "If we were taking it over for the day, maybe, but if we're just saying our vows there, and anyone can join us, I think we'd be alright".
A smile creeping across his lips, Sheldon finally agreed "OK little lady, I think we've finally got a venue".
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Placing a glass of Lemonade in front of each of them, Mary took a seat at the table, facing them both, then asked "So what can I do for you?" Leonard began hesitantly, "It's erm, kinda like this. You know Sheldon wants you to be at the wedding".
"I know" Mary replied, "And I'd like to be there, but the Coopers have been married in the church here in Galveston for centuries". Cutting in, Penny tried to reason with Mary. "I understand, but Amy and Sheldon are getting married in Pasadena. It's where they live, where all their friends and colleagues are, and where they want it to be".
"I understand" Mary confirmed, "but it goes against hundreds of years of tradition".
They were getting nowhere. Sheldon and Mary were like two peas in a pod. They could both be stubborn as mules. Figuring she had nothing to lose, Penny decided to try the direct approach. "How are you getting on with Ron?" Caught off guard by the change in subject, Mary began "Fine, why …?" A suspicious look crossing her face, Mary wrinkled her nose.
In the pause, Penny plowed straight on "If you and Ron get married, you'll be expecting Sheldon to attend, here in Texas, yes?" Mary confirmed "Yes of course. Here is where all my friends are".
Even as the words passed her lips, Mary knew she'd backed herself into a corner. Taking a deep sigh, she conceded "Fine. Tell Shelly I'll be there for the wedding".
"Actually" Leonard began hesitantly, "We'd kinda rather you told him. We don't want him to know we've interfered".
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Dressed only in pajama bottoms, his hair still damp from the shower, wandering into the bedroom, a confused look on his face, Sheldon ran his eyes along the alluring shape of his Fiancé, outlined through the blanket covering her.
"Something wrong?" Amy enquired. "Not really" he replied, "more confusing". Pausing, he explained "That was my mother on the phone. She's changed her mind. She will be coming to Pasadena for the wedding after all".
"That's great news" Amy assured him, "now how about you come to bed?" Pulling back the covers, he briefly surveyed the naked woman laying there, then slipped in alongside her. "You know something" he began, his eyebrows raising Spock like, "I'm not really very tired".
Running her tongue across her upper lip, Amy concurred "neither am I. What shall we do to pass the time?"
Taking a long deep breath, his eyes narrowing, he pressed his lips against hers, his tongue nudging her lips, urgently seeking entry, which was quickly granted.
Breaking the kiss, her breathing short and urgent, Amy demanded "roll over onto your back". Sheldon didn't need telling twice.
Slipping her hand into his pyjamas, she circled his hardness with her hot hand and stroked him half a dozen times, Sheldon desperately fumbling with his pyjama tie cord, until he was able to wriggle his pyjama bottoms down.
Straddling him, Amy guided him to her, dragged his engorged head along her hot wet lips, then back again. With each stroke, she could feel him jerk himself forward, seeking entry. She wanted to continue the stroking, but she was desperate to feel him inside her.
Pressing down, she let him slip inside, until she was sitting on him, his whole length spearing into her. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his, and, without breaking the kiss, she began rocking gently, with each movement her breasts dragging across his naked chest.
On and on she rocked, slowly at first, then steadily faster, their breaths shared, a tight knot of desire building inside her, as she crept closer to her release.
Sheldon squirmed under her, the stroking of her walls torturous but exquisite, a cross between ecstasy and agony. His breathing becoming faster, he broke contact with Amy's lips, to gasp in an urgent breath, then he felt her walks tighten around him, yet, even as she climaxed she continued to ride him, stroke after delicious stroke, until he could hold on no longer, and he erupted into her, the sensation of release coursing through his body, his heart pounding as if to burst from his chest.
Feeling him release into her, Amy fell forward onto him, her hot, sweating flesh sticking to his, her mouth again finding his, to share their breaths, both feeling the others pounding heart.
They lay there for many minutes, Sheldon still deep within her, bodies pressed together, mouths joined, Sheldon's fingers entwined in her silky hair, waiting for their heart rates and breathing to slow.
Finally, with her strength returning, Amy sat up, stared into Sheldon's eyes, then lifted herself, to let him slip from her. Falling next to him on the bed, she lay on her back, her breasts slowly rising and falling in time with her breathing.
Rolling onto his side, Sheldon stared into the emerald green eyes of Amy Farrah Fowler, took a long, slow breath, held it, then released it. Placing the gentlest of kisses on her lips, he ventured "Shower?" With a grim, Amy replied "You took the word right out of my mouth".
Pulling back the shower curtain, he turned on the taps, operated the shower lever, then stood back to gesture Amy into the shower first. Stepping under the refreshing hot water, she felt Sheldon's soap covered hands caress her back, stroke slowly and gently downwards, to pause on her hips, before crossing her stomach, where they briefly circled, before stopping. "Amy" he asked, hesitantly, "how long till you start to show?"
"A few weeks" she replied, "why?" Taking a long, deliberate breath, "Sheldon explained "It's just such an amazing thing, that there's a real-life baby inside you". Putting her hands over his, pressing them gently against her belly, Amy agreed "It is. It's so amazing".
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In a hotel room, 1,500 miles away in Houston Texas, another couple, one a short, dark haired man, the other a tall, blonde haired woman, lay in bed, breathless from their recent amorous activities.
Nothing needed to be said, and they cuddled together, deep in their own thoughts. It had been a good day, and Leonard was proud of Penny, for her handling of the situation with Mary Cooper.
He reminded himself to act surprised, when Sheldon told them of Mary's change of heart.
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Holding the apartment door open, Sheldon gestured to Amy, who stepped through the doorway. Closing the door, Sheldon fell into step next to her and they descended the stairs to the lobby of 2311 North Robles Avenue, then around the corner to the attached parking lot.
Little was said on the journey into work. For two people so in tune with each other, there were many times when merely being together was enough. Traffic was pretty heavy and progress was fairly slow, but they'd left in plenty of time, so shouldn't be late.
Sheldon's mind had been pondering something for a while, his eyes focused on nothing in particular out of the car window. Finally he spoke, "Amy, now that you're pregnant, climbing all those stairs is going to become very tiring".
"That's true" she replied, "where are you going with this?" Sheldon took a long moment to think, then suggested "Maybe we should find somewhere else to live?"
There was a long silence, with barely the sound of a breath to be heard, then Amy tentatively ventured "You want to move out of Los Robles Avenue?"
"Not really" Sheldon confessed, "but all those stairs aren't good for an expectant mother". Swinging into Caltech's parking lot, Amy shut off the engine and turned to Sheldon. "Let's not jump to any decisions. We'll talk about it tonight, OK?"
Swinging the doors wide, they got out of Amy's car and made their way to the main entrance, paused to exchange a brief kiss, then headed for their respective work rooms.
The morning passed slowly, until just before 10am, when there was a knock at Amy's lab door.
Opening the door, she found herself face to face with a tall, slim, immaculately dressed man. He had jet black hair, dark brown eyes, and olive skin. In perfect English, tinged with a foreign accent, he announced "Hello Amy. It's been a while".
She stood for several seconds, mouth agape, stunned into silence. "Oh my God" she finally stumbled out, her voice rising in shock "what are you doing here?"