Hello wonderful companions! I am proud to announce finals are over and I am a proud college graduate. YAY!

Regarding the timeline: Though I may include some aspects of season 7, I will obviously be setting this in an AU. Ughhh not happy with the season 7 ending AT ALL.

NOW – on to the important stuff! I am on the edge of my seat just like you all, but I decided to do a quick update to tide you all (and myself) over. I will post the rest when we reach 100 Follows! ( 94 right now)

"Shit, shit, shit!"

Penny had made her way quickly down the stairs to her apartment and was struggling to get her keys into the door. She finally got the door open and pushed her way in and leaned her body against it locking it with one hand behind her back. Sliding to the floor as her heart pounded, she stared at her couch which was only slightly out of focus.

I just kissed Sheldon Cooper.

I just kissed Sheldon Lee Cooper

I just kissed Doctor Sheldon Lee Cooper!

Making a distressed noise in her throat she ran to her bedroom and threw herself on the bed and screamed into her pillow. When she was spent, out of breath and slightly shaky she rolled over to lay on her back. Her ceiling was the same ceiling she had stared at countless times while thinking about the various decisions she had made in her life. The blanket she clutched in her finger tips was the same blanket she had used to wipe away countless tears, but everything felt foreign and far away like she was sitting in someone else's life. All she could think about was eyes the size of Texas and raising herself up to eliminate the distance between Sheldon's lips and hers.

Turning her head she caught sight of the clock. It was 12:01am. "Anything Can Happen Thursday" had become "Fuck My Life Friday"

She jumped as her phone buzzed beneath her where it had been forgotten. She scrambled for it, her pulse racing expecting a text from Sheldon saying 'what the frack' or something equally weird and demanding. Instead it was a text from Amy.

Hope you're not mad, Bestie. Wine tomorrow night? My treat.

Penny's felt herself go cold. She felt like the worst piece of scum on the entire planet. A curse left her lips as she propped herself up against her head board. How had this happened? Where in the world between gorilla movies, string theory and Johnnie Walker had her mind decided kissing Sheldon was a good idea? Thinking of the moment again caused a completely different kind of chill. One she hadn't felt in a long time.

She was suddenly overwhelmed with the memory of the feel of his lips and the smell of his soap and the feel of his hands – Penny jumped from her bed and went in search of the abandoned bottle of Johnnie Walker. Half way into the living room she found it and wrapped her hand around the cap. She had it unscrewed in seconds and let the burn erase any of those memories from her history.

Three very soft rhythmic taps had her staring at the door as though the devil himself were on the other side. Then three more, confirming that it was indeed hell on the other side of that door. Before he could finish she opened the door.

Sheldon's hand was poised above the door and they stared at each other, both wild eyed and pale and both silent. For a split second neither could move, then Sheldon's eyes darted to where his hand was still hovering.

Penny closed her eyes and let out the breath she didn't know she had been holding. He was still a whackadoodle.

"Go ahead," Penny said.

Sheldon finished the three faint taps and then met her gaze once more. The last thing she wanted was to explain her actions to her neighbor. How on earth could she explain something she didn't have the answer to?

"Penny, I came to return your sweater-" he held it out to her and she took it. His hand grazed hers and she pulled away quickly as though burned. They shared another startled stare before Sheldon hastily took a step back. "I apologize for my actions tonight and hope you do not judge me too harshly. Good night."

"Good night…" Penny replied, but her brain could not comprehend what the retreating physicist had just said. As the door to 4A quietly shut she closed her own door and wandered back to her own bedroom lying down once more.

"What the fuck just happened?"