Author's Note: I'm fairly new at writing fan fiction, and this is my first attempt at writing for Sheldon. I'm sorry if there are mistakes or the characters seem OOC

Disclaimers: I do not own the Big Bang Theory or any of these characters. The rights go to Chuck Lorre and Bill Prady.

I've been distracted since the day I met you- Sheldon Cooper, The Romance Resonance

Sheldon Cooper sat in his spot, staring intensely at his whiteboard. The number and figures became a mass blur, as one lone thought bounced around in his mind. "I made a mistake." "Sheldon Cooper made a mistake." The very notion made him feel queasy and frankly embarrassed. He was always so focused, so dedicated; he was a man of science, so how was he distracted from the very notion of his being?

He scanned his eidetic memory for the day of the 'discovery' but nothing seemed amiss. He had achieved sufficient REM sleep; he had eaten a bowl of low fibre cereal (as his bowels were running like a German train schedule) and had watched a thrilling episode of Doctor Who. It was the same as every Saturday. His eyebrows furrowed deeper in confusion, his mind busy searching for anything that could have caused him distraction. That's when his Skype chat with Amy shot through his mind.

It was not a scheduled Skype chat, and he was about to make this abundantly clear when her face appeared on his laptop screen. Although he wasn't the best at deciphering facial expressions, clear excitement tinged his girlfriend's eyes and he felt the corners of his mouth turn up involuntarily. "Good Morning Sheldon, I'm sorry to call at an unscheduled time period but I have some exciting news." All the concern about his schedule disappeared as he became intrigued. "Good Morning Amy, I'm glad you called, as I am your boyfriend, and I believe social protocol dictates that important news should be shared with one's significant other" To say Amy was shocked that Sheldon paid no heed to his schedule was an understatement, nevertheless she cleared her throat and continued. "I have just received a phone call from the head of neurobiology at Caltech, they would like to offer me a full time work contract." Sheldon sat still for a moment debating his answer. On one hand he was thrilled that Amy would be transferring to Caltech, as she could drive him home from work if Leonard grew tedious, or they could eat lunch together if he needed more brain simulating discussions than the ones he obtained from the likes of Wolowitz and Koothrappali. On the other hand the last time they had worked together in close proximity, it resulted in him getting a door slammed in his face, twice. Which Penny had later on informed him, was not a good thing.

While he was thinking he appeared to have zoned out, and as his eyes refocused it came to his attention that Amy was not in her usual attire. She was in a simple tee-shirt, and he was staring directly at her collarbone. He immediately felt the tips of his ears begin to redden, and he swallowed hastily before replying. "Congratulations Amy, I predicted Caltech would eventually want to harbour your genius, even if it is only in the field of biology. Now I must bid you farewell as I am behind on my allotted shower time." Sheldon noticed the faint blush that appeared on Amy's cheeks and avoided eye contact. "Of course, once again I apologise for disrupting your schedule, good day Dr Cooper" Sheldon looked back at her eyes and give her a brief nod. "Good day Dr Fowler"

After she had signed off Sheldon sat at his desk, contemplating what had just happened. He could feel some heat still radiating from his ears. With a shrug he got up to prepare himself for his shower, and some much needed time to think.

Exactly fifteen minutes later Sheldon emerged from the bathroom, feeling a lot cleaner but no less confused. The image of her collarbone burnt in his eidetic memory. He had tried to come up with something, anything to take his mind of it, but all to no avail. He had a peculiar fluttering in his stomach and his cheeks were stained red. He feared he was coming down with something, and had started a round of antibiotics just in case. Although it didn't show any signs of helping. Left with no options, he turned to physics. A place where he belonged, a place where nothing could confuse him, a place where he felt safe. He reached for a new Physics book that he had bought the other week, but hadn't had time to do more than skim through it. As he settled in to read, his mind was once again flooded with images of Amy Farrah Fowler. The way her eyes would light up when she found something interesting, the smile she reserved just for him, the way she prepared his tea perfectly. It was sometimes better than the way he prepared it. Although he would never admit it, least of all to her. He was staring at the book he was reading but not really seeing, as his mind was preoccupied. As he was looking at it his eye caught a table, just before he turned the page. Wait, was that? His bright blue eyes lit up as equations formed in his brain. He jumped up and uncapped a marker pen, to write them all down. The book fell to the floor in his haste. Amy will be proud. As that thought crossed his mind he forgot to double check the data, something he always did.

Author's Note: This story is a work in progress, it will have at least one more chapter. Thanks for reading! Please Review:)