"Dinner's ready!"

Leaving the couch, Penny smiled back to her husband as he proudly showed her the casserole filled with chicken and potatoes.

"It looks yummy," she observed, taking her place at the kitchen's island. "And lot of it. Are you sure we're eating all this?"

Leonard served her and smirked. "No? You look pretty hungry." Penny jokingly frowned at him. "In my defense, I used Raj's recipe and apparently he thought we need to gain a little weight. And you know, I'm kinda used to preparing for three," he finally explained.

"Ah, that's a hard habit to break," Penny commented. "It's still a bit strange to be just the two of us, isn't it?"

Leonard nodded. "Yeah, it is. But this doesn't mean I don't like being only with my wife."

"And I like being with my husband," Penny echoed him, pouring wine for them both. She then raised her glass and asked for a toast. "To us, finally living on our own!"

"To us!"

They both drank a sip of their wine and returned their attention to the food. It took little to no time for Penny to realize there was a sparkle of sadness in her husband's eyes.

"Do you miss them? Seriously?" She exclaimed.

Leonard tried his best to not look too guilty. "Well, they are my friends from many years, and Sheldon… we have been in here together, like, forever."

Penny sighed. "I know that," She tried to sound less harsh now. After all, she missed their roommates just like Leonard. Okay, maybe a little bit less - no one really could miss a schedule over bowel movements.

"Good. It's just a little hard to get used… sometimes I even hear Sheldon calling me."

Knock knock knock. Leonard and Penny.

Penny chuckled. "Yeah. I sometimes hear him too."

Knock knock knock. Leonard and Penny.

Suddenly, both felt a shiver down their spine.

Knock knock knock. Leonard and Penny.

"We are both having auditory hallucinations, or he's calling for us right now," Leonard whispered.

"Please guys, let us in!" They heard Amy begging them. Her tone somehow scared them, so Penny promptly went to open the door.

"What…!"

Amy and Sheldon were standing in the doorway, soaking wet. Amy let a shy smile, uselessly trying to dry her face with one of her cardigan sleeves. Sheldon had folded his arms and showed an annoyed pout.

"We had some minor inconvenience with the plumbing in our apartment," Amy said.

Sheldon nodded, and added. "We may need to sleep here tonight."

ii.

"Here's your tea," Penny smiled to Amy, handing her the large mug filled with some hot Earl Grey.

As her friend muttered a thank you and drank the first sip, she couldn't help but take another look to Amy's unusual outfit. Penny was ready to swear that was the first time ever she saw Amy without a skirt. Or maybe the second? Sure, not more than that. Over the overlong sweatpants she had borrowed from her, she wore one of Leonard's Hufflepuff t-shirts (whose choice on the part of Amy had made Sheldon's eyes sparkling with pride).

Providing Amy dry clothes had been relatively easy. Much less it has been with Sheldon, as he was definitely too tall and picky to be able to find something for him quickly. In the end, they had settled on a The Empire Strikes Back themed tee over what on him looked like capri pants. Sheldon unenthusiastically had given in to those, after having observed how Leonard was so much wider on the waist than him. Leonard hadn't dared to protest however, already feeling guilty for that extra portion of chicken he definitely planned to have.

"I hope Sheldon and Leonard will manage to retrieve at least some of our things," Amy observed worried, "There was such a mess in there."

"I can imagine. What happened exactly?"

Amy shook her head. "We just had dinner, when suddenly we heard a thud from the bedroom. There was just a thin trickle leaking from the one of the pipes over the dresser. A moment later, a waterfall was on us," She took another sip of tea and sighed. "There was water everywhere."

"Um, is it me, or does this latter line sound awfully familiar?"

"Please, not you too," Amy snorted. "I had enough from Sheldon reminding me what kind of pipe jinx apparently I am."

Penny tried to cover the smirk the definition has elicited. Amy glared at her, forcing Penny to lower her stare and apologize.

"Please, open up."

Leonard's voice came to the rescue from the stairwell. Penny hurried to the door, letting the guys enter the apartment with their load of saved belongings. Much to Amy dismay, it consisted of only her suitcase, a couple of carryalls, and a few bags.

"Well, apparently the Great Flood actually happened in our apartment," Sheldon announced. "Turn out my mother maybe wasn't completely wrong about deities punishments."

"Sheldon is being overdramatic," Leonard corrected him. "But yeah, there's a pretty big mess in there."

Amy reached them and lowered to examine the bags now neglected on the floor. "What have you managed to retrieve?" She asked.

"The biggest leak was above the drawer," Sheldon reminded her. "So everything that was in there is gone. The water also reached the lower levels of the closet, and-"

"That's all the underwear you got?" Amy interrupted him, looking at the contents of the bag she opened. "Is there at least a nightgown somewhere?" She begged.

Penny put her arm on Amy's shoulders and squeezed her. "Don't worry Ames, we're going shopping tomorrow!" In her mind, she already had taken note to not let Amy buy new clothes on her own as she did after her apartment's flood. She then looked at Sheldon, "As for you, I'm sure a truck is already on it's way from the Walmart in Houston."

"Shall we bring those to your old room?" Leonard asked. Sheldon nodded back, and the two left.

Pretty much discouraged, Amy fell on the middle of the couch, letting a long, annoyed sigh. Penny sat next to her, hugging her friend again.

"Don't worry, everything is gonna be fixed," she reassured Amy. "And anyway, try to look on the bright side."

Amy raised her stare on her. "Penny, I'm not in the mood for any further put-down over the way I dress."

"That's not it. How do you feel about the fact you are finally going to share Sheldon's bed with him?"

iii.

Closing the door behind him, Sheldon turned and gave himself a few moments to look around. The room was exactly how he had left it, yet it wasn't the same. The furniture hadn't been moved or changed, but the bed had a different comforter, long silk curtains hung over the window, and all the walls were left blank. As a further source of nuisance, the remainder of their closet was piled in a corner.

He saw Amy sitting on the edge of the bed. She was looking around as well, unsure of what to say or do. He caught the doubt in her stare and sat next to her.

"Something's wrong?" He gently asked.

Amy turned, surprised by his question. "N- no. I was just thinking of our apartment," she lied.

"Really? I thought you were an expert on domestic flooding."

Amy sighed. "It's not that, and please stop it."

Sheldon lowered his eyes, guilty. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," Amy stared at him. "and all the other things over your existent or not connection with domestic flooding."

A small smile popped on her lips. "I guess that's the most of apologies I'll get for tonight."

"Were you worried because of this?"

Amy shook her head. "Honestly, it's a silly thing… really."

"Tell me. Silly things are certainly included in the list of things a committed couple can share with one another."

Amy smiled again, and this time her face was brighter. "It's just… Penny pointed out to me that tonight will be the first time, you know, that I'm going to share this bed with you. It's kinda of odd, isn't it?" She finally admitted as her cheeks slightly blushed.

Sheldon… hadn't thought of that. Was it a problem for him? He couldn't tell. Sharing his bed with someone hadn't been an option for him for many years. It had barely become one when they had moved in together.

He decided to play it cool. "Why does this worry you? We have been sleeping together for months already. It's not any different in here," he dismissed her.

Amy sighed in relief. He was right. Why should tonight be any different? They were used to sleeping in the same bed (and not sleeping as well).

"Good to hear this," Amy commented. Then, she suddenly realized there was another thing to discuss. "By the way, what are we going to wear to sleep? I remind you that the entirety of our night clothing is gone."

Sheldon stood up. "Usually if I have any pajama inconvenience, I simply don't sleep with the missing part for that night," he checked himself. "Considering I lack both parts, I guess I'll sleep in my underwear only."

Amy bit her bottom lip. His undershirt wasn't dry yet when they had checked, and this meant he would sleep just in his briefs. Definitely a nice premise for the night to come.

"I don't know what is your policy though," he continued. Thinking of her standard nightgowns, he could barely imagine her sleeping without any clothes when not involved in coital activities. Not that he wouldn't have minded… "Would you like to check if you have something suitable in the bags?"

Amy shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I could sleep with this tee. It's actually pretty comfortable." The perks of wearing a men's shirt probably. It wore baggy and long. Moreover, it was soft, and it matched what apparently was her Hogwarts house.

"Don't be silly," Sheldon scolded her. "You can't sleep in that. An item of clothing is either for the outside, for the inside, or for bed. One can eventually wear something that has been outside in one's home, but never in bed. Who knows where Leonard brought that shirt."

"Okay. Then what?" Her eyes went to the pile of bags. She really didn't want to check in there looking for something. She stood up too, and took off the Hufflepuff shirt. "I guess I'll stay in my underwear too."

"Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded, and let down the sweatpants. "I'm too tired to look for something."

The finished undressing, and each folded their own clothes. Once they were done, they both remained standing near the bed, facing each other. Sheldon's gaze induced for a moment on her. Although they engaged in coitus more often now, it was rare for him to admire her in such a way. Amy instinctively lowered her stare, partly flattened by the look in his eyes, partly worried she would have lingered too much on the bottom half of his body.

Eventually, he asked which side she would prefer. She let him choose, and went under the covers - Sheldon on the window's side, Amy on the other.

"It's odd for me too."

Amy looked at him puzzled. "What?"

"I lied before. It's kind of odd for me too, sleeping with you in here."

Sheldon himself didn't know why he suddenly had admitted it. He guessed he just couldn't keep a lie with her.

"Does this bother you?"

Sheldon remained silent for a moment. "No," he finally said. It definitely didn't bother him. She was his companion and fiancée. There wasn't anyone on this earth he could have shared a bed with. That room thought…

"This isn't my room anymore." The realization struck him in an instant.

"Does this make you sad?"

"A bit."

Sheldon immediately noticed the gloomy shadow dropping in her eyes. "No!" He turned to her, and rested his hand on hers. "You know I'm not a fan of change. But this time… it has been for the best. You know I love living with you. I wouldn't marry you otherwise." Instinctively, his fingers caressed the precious ring she wore.

Amy nodded, and soon he felt her warm breath on his shoulder. She was now resting her head there, and placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

"C'mon, we better sleep now. It has been an eventful evening," he suggested, and leaned in to kiss her.

"Goodnight," she muttered back.

They detached, and he turned off the light. He then proceeded to lean and adjust the covers over, when he realized that Amy was looking at him from the top down. Pinned on her right arm on her side, she now showed a suspicious smirk.

"Yes?"

"I know you just said this isn't your room anymore. Still… there was something I've always dreamed to do in here." As she talked, Sheldon clearly felt a pleasant touch up his leg. Did she want to…? No, it really had been a devastating day. Then why was he now sure her hand had reached the hem of his briefs.

"Amy!"

She understood he had caught her request and brought out her best begging face. He breathed heavily, as her hand didn't seem to leave his briefs.

"Amy… as much as I don't dislike what you are offering… you do remember we are not alone, right?" He looked up in the direction of the wall, and the room beyond.

"So what? You always complained about what you were forced to hear. It's only right if you repay them."

Sheldon closed his eyes and sighed again. She wasn't wrong at all. In the past years, he had heard unspeakable things.

He reopened his eyes, and couldn't help but wonder who had lowered that strap of her bra, Amy or a benevolent accident... He rushed to her mouth now, his hand grabbing her head to put her closer.

"Wait." Surprisingly, she broke the kiss. "Have you-"

"Condoms? I sneaked out the box from my nightstand when Leonard wasn't looking." Amy looked at him in amazement. "You know I like to be prepared just in case…"

As he rolled her on her back, they both grinned, and hungrily reprised where they had left off.

iv.

Thud. Squeak. Thud. Squeak. Thud. Squeak.

"Leonard…" Penny sleepily called. "What the hell is he doing?"

Leonard was motionless on his back, unable to get any rest. "Honey, he's with Amy, do you remember?"

Thud. Squeak. Thud. Squeak. Thud. Squeak.

"Yeah, whatever… make them stop." Penny grumbled again.

"Penny.. he is with Amy," Leonard repeated, hoping his wife could catch the point. She evidently didn't, since she hit him on his chest and repeated her mantra, "Make them stop."

"Ok, how can I put it…Penny, Sheldon's bed lost its virginity."

Her eyes went wide.