I decided to write this story because there is so much of the Shamy development that we did not get to see on the show. We didn't get to see the aftermath of their first date, their first kiss, or even their first somewhat sexual experience. But the biggest thing that bothers me is that we didn't get to see Amy fall in love with Sheldon. At the beginning of season four, she was very much like him in the sense that she was downright clinical when it came to affection, but by the end of the season, she had somehow changed and developed very serious feelings for Sheldon. This story will bring to light the process of Sheldon and Amy falling in love. Because, after all, "sometimes falling is the best part." Thank you to all my previous readers. I hope that you will enjoy this new story, and as always: read, review, enjoy!
Gravitation: Movement toward a center of an attractive force, as in the falling of bodies to the earth.
Animation: The state of being alive
Autumn in California never felt so invigorating to Amy Farrah Fowler, but this year was different. Everything in her life was working according to plan. She'd just accepted the position of the biology department head at Caltech. She'd just entered into her first serious relationship with a man that she had grown to admire over the years. And above all, she'd just discovered happiness for the first time in years.
"Do you wike it?" Barry asked. He wanted to surprise her, even if it was a simple gesture.
They met at a flea market. She was browsing for kitchen supplies. He was browsing for women. They say that opposites attract, and in this case, they couldn't be more right.
"Don't you think it's a little big?" Amy replied.
"Big? Are you kidding me? You're Amy Fawah Fowler! If anyone can handle big, it's you." He gently rubbed the small of her back.
Physical affection had been a trying element in their relationship. Amy had space issues which Barry found difficult to respect at first. But over time, and through countless stints of trial and error, they found a happy balance.
"I don't know."
"You're just afwaid of change. Come on. Touch it."
"Why do I have to touch it?"
"Twust me. It's made of the hawdest stuff around."
Her fingers ran along the side. "You're right. It's hard."
"See, I told you. You just need to get used to seeing it evewy day." He pulled her close and kissed her cheek.
"I still don't know. I'm not even sure if it will fit."
"It'll fit. We'll make it fit."
Amy smiled at his determinedness. There was something about his carefree attitude that made it hard for her to feel apprehensive.
"I want you to feel comfowtable, and I'm wiwwing to do whatever it takes to make the twansition pweasant for you."
"Good. Now, wet's get into your office and do this."
Barry bent low to fit his hands under the desk. He was a man, after all, and it was the man's job to move heavy things. But his back spasm didn't agree. "I think we better get some help. This thing is made of solid Hickowy."
Barry scanned the hallway only to see a tall thin man mumbling equations to himself. "Coopew!" he shouted.
The thin man looked down on his counterpart and answered with a twitch in his eye, "Kripke."
"Wanna help us move this desk? It's reawwy heavy and we could use some additional man power. Even if they're your skinny arms."
"I am Dr. Sheldon Lee Cooper. I don't do manual labor."
"C'mon. I pwomise not to waugh when you wift wike a girl."
Sheldon squinted at his adversary and stormed down the hallway after acknowledging his lack of a witty comeback. Talking to Kripke had always been a useless transaction. Besides, Dr. Sheldon Cooper needed his mental faculties to be focused. He was on the verge a revolutionary breakthrough. He was sure of it.
"Wow, what's his problem?" Amy asked as she watched Sheldon shuffle down the hall.
"He's just a bitter wooser."
"What do you mean?" Amy asked as she bent low to help Barry with the desk.
"Seibert chose my gwant pwoposal over his. My wesearch got all of the funding."
"That's the Sheldon Cooper you've been talking about? Ouch."
"Yeah, he hasn't taken it well."
"Well, it probably doesn't help that you kick him while he's down."
Barry set the desk down and looked at his girlfriend closely. "Are you sticking up for him?"
Amy shrugged, trying to diffuse the tension.
"Sheldon Coopew is the most awwogant, self-centered ass you'll ever meet. And that's saying a wot coming from me. He deserves exactly what he got—second pwace."
Amy watched Barry get worked up. "I'm sorry. I know how hard you worked on that proposal. I just feel bad for people like him. So out of place and alone, ya know?"
Barry picked the desk up with a groan. "He's not awone. He's got all his wooser friends to keep him company."
"Did you guys here that Kripke got a girlfriend?" Leonard asked as he stuffed another spoonful of Thai food into his mouth.
"Kripke? As in Barry Kripke?" Howard asked in disbelief.
"Apparently so. I heard she just started working at the university. The head of biology, I think."
"That's Kripke's girlfriend?" Sheldon chimed from the kitchen. His skin began to crawl at the very thought of Kripke. "But she wasn't dressed as a prostitute, didn't have tattoos, and all of her visible body parts were neither pierced nor infected with a sexually transmitted disease." And now his skin began to crawl at the thought of his girlfriend. "Of course, she's probably just as terrible as he is so I guess her attire wouldn't make any difference."
"You saw her?" Leonard asked.
"Yes. Today. They were attempting to move a desk into what appears to be her new office. They asked for my help. I denied them, of course."
"Of course," Leonard mumbled. "Well?"
Sheldon looked at him in a curious fashion. "Well, what?"
"What did she look like?" Howard shouted in anticipation.
"Well," Sheldon started, "She was female."
Raj rolled his eyes. "Dude, don't you think that we already know that she's female?"
"Not necessarily. This wouldn't be the first girlfriend of Kripke's that turned out to be male after some analysis."
"Gross," Howard winced. "Just tell us what she looked like. Was she hot?"
"Possibly. She was wearing several layers and the ventilation system in the biology wing is terrible in the summer months. I was feeling rather warm myself."
"I give up. Your turn, Leonard." Howard sat in his seat and crossed his arms in frustration.
"I don't think Sheldon is the right person to ask. Why don't we sneak by Kripke's office tomorrow? Maybe we'll catch a glimpse of her."
"I'm in," Howard said in a flash.
"Me too," Raj echoed.
"Why don't we head down just before lunch? He's usually at his desk around then."
"Wait a minute," Sheldon interrupted in a very whiney voice. "You always meet at my office just before lunch. You can't change the routine now. What am I supposed to do for 11.6 minutes before I have my scheduled meal? Twiddle my thumbs?"
"Just work on your newest equation. It's been bugging you for weeks. A little extra work isn't gonna hurt," Leonard replied.
"Fine," Sheldon huffed. "But you have to deliver a message to Kripke. He insulted me earlier today, and I just thought of a doozey of a comeback."
"Okay, what is it?"
"Tell Kripke that HE lifts that desk like a girl."
"I thought so."
Leonard looked at Howard and Raj. "So, tomorrow around 11:45?"
"Yep," Howard replied.
Raj looked somewhat reluctant to interrupt his lunch routine, especially on tater-tot Tuesday, and deal with Kripke on top of it. "She better be hot."