Since Amy's mom was gone at least once weekend a month, Amy was supplied with one used Toyota to get around with instead of her trusty bicycle. This came in particularly handy as she loaded her overnight bag into the trunk. Amy's mother thought Amy was going to Bernadette's for the weekend. Amy was not actually going to Bernadette's for the weekend.

Amy hated lying to her mother, but there was no way that Amy's mother would approve if she knew where she was really going. She was going to pick up Sheldon and they were going to drive out to Sheldon's grandfather's cabin just like he first suggested before school even ended. Amy drove to Leonard's house where Sheldon's mom thought he was staying for the weekend. Instead, Sheldon was waiting on the curb with his bag.

"Hello, Amy Farrah Fowler," Sheldon greeted her when he climbed into the passenger seat of her car. He leaned over to kiss her as well.

"Hi," Amy muttered meekly. She was nervous and even Sheldon could see it.

"We don't have to do this," Sheldon reminded her.

"I want to. I'm glad that we waited, but I'm ready now." Sheldon and Amy had been tempted to have sex several times during the summer, but none of them had worked out. Amy was glad that they were going to go somewhere with some privacy and quiet. Especially since they were almost busted making out in her car just the week before.

Sheldon nodded in agreement. Then he started giving Amy directions to his grandfather's cabin. It was about an hour's drive, but they talked and played games the whole way. Sheldon loved that he got some much enjoyment just being with Amy.

Sheldon grabbed both of their bags to take them into the cabin. When he let Amy go into the cabin first, she noticed the rose petals on the floor leading to one of the bedrooms.

"Georgie drove me up yesterday to air it out and change the sheets. He suggested the rose petals. Sorry if it's cheesy."

"I love it."

"Oh thank God. It was my idea. I just got nervous that you would hate it. There are candles in the room too—they aren't lit. I'm not stupid. I wanted to make it special for you. For both of us," Sheldon admitted.

"I really love it," Amy said again honestly.

Sheldon rushed over to put the bags in the room. He tried not to look at the double bed because the nerves were starting to get to him too. Instead, he just closed the door and joined Amy in the main living space. He wasn't sure what to do next. They had food to make dinner, but it seemed early for that.

"Want to go for a walk?" Amy suggested.

"No."

"Want to play Mystic Lords of Ka'a?"

"Not really."

Amy looked over to the couch in the living room. A smirk fell across her lips.

"Want to make out?"

Sheldon nodded and led Amy to the couch. She laughed when he pushed her down. He knew he had all weekend with her, so he should slow down. But there were plenty of reasons to think that they wouldn't get here. Now that they were, it was hard not to just rush forward. Plus, Amy didn't seem to mind it when her hands slid under the Superman t-shirt Sheldon was wearing to push it up and remove it.