A/N:

It was extremely hard to write for the past few days and I'm really sorry but I wasn't home. Despite being able to use my boyfriend's lappy, I just couldn't get it right - nothing can replace my own, yup. However, I promise to write more often in the future - if anyone's going to be able to read that shit, thanks. But you should know that I love you. You're the best. Each one of you.

I own nothing of The Big Bang Theory. This is for entertainment purposes only.

It was almost their time to leave. And, truth be told, if it wasn't for a beer and a half bottle of wine Amy and Penny drank, she would never be able to face any of Penny's friends. Especially Leonard.

It was around five when a familiar sound of Amber Run's "I found" began to fill the room and Penny put down the glass, looking around for a moment before finally spotting her phone on a kitchen counter. She got up and walked over to it, her eyebrows arched.

"It's Leonard." She exclaimed in surprise, swiping across the screen and picking up without any other words. Amy looked at her in plain confusion, watching her friend's expression carefully. At first it was confused, then surprised only to change into a hint of embarrassment. Penny sighed loudly, the sound followed with I know, I know- and I was going to tell you later, so you wouldn't feel st- Okay- I love you, too.

"Is there something wrong, Pens?" The brunette cocked her head to the side and pursed her lips, kind of already aware of the situation. "You didn't tell him I was coming, huh?"

"Well... I might have forgotten, but, hey - don't feel weird, he's all okay with that now."

"It didn't seem like it, he sounded pretty annoyed." Amy groaned, reaching up to brush some hair away from her face. "Listen, it was not a good idea for me to stay at your place." The girl sighed, shaking her head. "I'll get my laptop and book a room at the hotel nearby, it's fine." She exclaimed, getting up but her friend stopped her, huffing at her angrily.

"Don't be silly! It's all okay. He knows you, he was just taken by surprise, it's all."

But Amy knew there was more to it than just a small surprise. A guest at home meant that they couldn't have that much of privacy left and it would trouble her as well, if she was engaged.

That did not stop her, though, from standing in front of a dark-blue door in simple sweatpants and an oversized white tee that did not fit the situation at all. However, the happy look on her friend's face made her smile as well as the latter pushed the door open, walking in a second after.

"Hey there, Moonpie!"

Amy followed suit, fixing her glasses over the small strands of hair falling over them for a short second before she pushed them away, snorting quietly.

"For the one hundred and seventy-eighth time, Penny, the only person to call me a Moonpie is Meemaw!" A familiar voice exclaimed with slight annoyance, which caused Amy to roll her eyes. The girl spotted the tall figure once more, this time sitting by a desk in front of an open laptop. He didn't even bother to take a look at them, typing something furiously.

Okay, fine, she promised Penny to keep an open mind but what could she possibly do if she was just like that? It was easy for her: the first impression was the most important. You could either fall under the "Likable", "Not so fun to be around" or "I truly hope the devil is preparing a very small cauldron for you" category. It was pretty easy to determinate which category you're under, too, since Amy wasn't the master of lying. She did master, though, a blank face which saved her in many, many situations.

And she just liked to use it. Sue her.

She closed the door behind her, eyes scanning the apartment before they once again lay on the man she truly wanted to avoid after the afternoon ride. He looked at her with a stern face, his brows furrowed as he looked over at Penny again.

"Penny, why did you bring a guest with you without giving me a notice beforehand?" He asked loudly, as if not caring if Amy could hear him or not. Well, truth be told, she did not like the fact that he kept showing off how the lack of manners he was possibly born with but she knew better than to show off disrespect in return. And the alcohol did a thing, too. Sue her for that, too.

"Hello to you too, Dr. Cooper. I really do hope you're having quite a pleasant evening and I'm certain that you're going to make it even more pleasant for me and other guests." She nodded in his direction curtly, the sarcasm in her tone barely perceptible. The man looked at her in surprise, as if he was shocked she was able to speak but she couldn't care less. He opened his mouth to say something that was probably uncalled for but Penny suddenly cut in before he could utter a word, motioning Amy to seat with a knowing look.

"So, Sheldon. Where's Leonard? He's not back yet?" She asked after a clear of her throat, taking a seat on the couch. Amy followed right after, but before she could even bend her legs in an attempt to seat, she was met with a glare.

"That's my spot. You're not allowed to seat on my spot." Sheldon groaned in resignation, getting up from his seat by the desk and walking over. "I knew it. I do not like changes, Penny. You should've make this young lady read the copy of The Roommate Agreement I gave you or at least inform her that we have very stern rules in this apartment and one of them clearly states that..."

"Oh, come on. Are you a child?" Amy sighed loudly, her arms crossed as she fixed her eyes on the man once more. "I'm not trying to be rude, but how come you claimed a spot on a darn couch? That's just..."

"Oh, my dear." He sighed loudly. "You don't understand a thing, do you? No wonder you're Penny's friend."

"Sheldon!"

"What? I was only telling the truth." He looked at the blonde confused, as if he said nothing wrong. "Well, in the winter that seat is close enough to the radiator to remain warm and yet not so close as to cause perspiration. In the summer, on the other hand, it's directly in the path of a cross breeze created by opening windows there and there." He motioned at the windows with a sudden tug of a smile on his face. "It faces the television at an angle that is neither direct, thus discouraging conversation, nor so far wide as to create a parallax distortion." He nodded, his expression changing to smug as he walked over causing Amy to move away and sat on the couch. "I think I've made my point."

"Jesus Christ." The brunette muttered quietly but obediently sat on the armchair, crossing her legs and arms. Okay, maybe she was a little hot-headed but god damn it, she had every right! For the second time this evening she truly considered moving over to the hotel but she couldn't do this to Penny. It was kind enough of her to let Amy stay at her's for such a long amount of time and the brunette wasn't going to blow this up.

Every time he tried to say anything, she would cut him off. It was getting more and more annoying and the fact that he needed to be polite had his eye twitch. Not that he wasn't polite every day but Leonard clearly said that he didn't want any arguments the apartment that 50% of was still his. She stirred this kind of emotions in him that he didn't think he possessed - not as Homo Novus. Irritation, oh yes. That was first. It mixed with this stupid feeling he could only describe as "pffft" - only in his head, of course. He was not a toddler anymore.

Oh, and there were her eyes - those large, owl-like green orbs that made his insides twitch every time they landed on his face. Not to mention, they squinted every time she did so which didn't help Sheldon at all. They seemed to penetrate his mind and analyse every single move he made; he felt as if he was her prey and she was a predator. With glasses in heavy, black frames and a cheeky grin. Her face was strangely symmetrical, though, which didn't cause his eyes to hurt - that was good. He could not examine her body, failing to make notes on everything - although, thank Lord for that. He was not the type to scan females up and down, and he surely did not want to analyse her shape.

The only thing good about her was her voice. A little too low for a female, so different from Penny's but somewhat calming and easy to listen to.

With a sigh, he leaned against the couch, lips pursed and legs crossed. He truly wished she didn't come here at all. Amy Farrah Fowler. He was getting bored with her endless talk about how she spent a semester in Norway, yet it didn't teach her even a little of the things she could pick up at Harvard and other things he was not focused on while she talked and talked and talked. He could not say he didn't like her, although Sheldon thoughts were rolling around the word "indifferent". He could not understand why was Leonard so fond of her, along with Howard and Bernadette who seemed truly sad to leave earlier than usual thus ending the endless conversation between the small blonde and Amy Farrah Fowler. Biology. Amazing.

He rolled his eyes and got up, picking up the rest of their meal and walked over to the trash bin, throwing it away. It was only then when he heard some unfamiliar song beginning to play, only to recognize the voice to be Neil Diamond's a few seconds later.

Sheldon was sure it was not Penny's nor Leonard's phone, since both of them did not like this kind of music but before he could think whom it might've belonged to, the music stopped. It began once more, though, and he walked over to the couch once more, picking the newest iPhone from between the cushions.

"Pens." He hummed, narrowing his eyes. "Who for God's sake is... Oh, well. I could've guessed." Sheldon sighed and rolled his eyes, for a second considering picking up but instead he just pursed his lips and walked over to the door, soon enough stepping through them and beginning to walk towards his neighbor's door. Knocking three times - yes, that did make him feel better - he called out his friend's name, only to be met with owl-like eyes a short second later.

"Dr. Cooper." The woman in front of him sighed, arching a brow. "Penny just went to take a quick shower, how may I help your little soul?"

"Well, excuse me, but you should not open someone else's door. That's rude." He pointed out, his eyes growing rounder at the bored expression he caused. Or maybe annoyed? Jesus, he was still bad at this.

"Your face is rude. Now, do you want to come in or should I send Penny to you?" The petite woman asked, her voice jumping an octave higher as she spoke, certainly not so pleased.

"How can a face be rude? That's just impossible. There is no expression that could possibly cover what you just said, Amy Farrah Fowler." Sheldon sighed, his tone nearly fatherly as he did so. "And I would like to just give it back to whoever it belongs to, so no, I would not like to come in." He exclaimed, handing the phone over to the girl in front of him. "I suppose it's yours."

Amy blinked a few times, her lips parting as if she wanted to say anything but in the end she just nodded. Her slender fingers grabbed the device and she nearly hugged it to her chest, looking a little... embarrassed. Yes, he was sure he got it right. It was embarrassment.

"I... Thank you." She nodded once more, clearing her throat quietly, her next words coming out after a short pause. "And just Amy would be enough, really."

"I know." The man nodded, suddenly feeling a little awkward himself. "I just prefer to refer to you by your full name. We are not colleagues." He was honest - she was just Penny's guest that wasn't going to stay for long therefore he did not feel the need to grow attached to her. Besides, he did not think there was anything to get attached to. She was plain, she did not read comic books and she seemed to confuse Star Trek and Star Wars, which was unbelievable. He also doubted she was able to pick up what he had to say about String Theory or Dark Matter, the things he was working on, the things that actually mattered. Sheldon was not going to befriend a person like that, even because they would have simply nothing to talk about.

Hypocrite. You're friends with Penny, even though she keeps confusing things, too.

However, before he could say anything else, she chuckled quietly, her tone going back to normal as she looked up at him once more - the height difference making it look a little funny, since the top of her head barely reached his chin.

"Well, as you wish. Is there anything else you'd...?" She didn't finish but he already shook his head, taking a step back.

"No, I just wanted to give it back - it would not stop ringing, really." Sheldon sighed with a hint of annoyance, pursing his lips with a shrug. "I will be going now."

"O...kay then." The girl exclaimed, taking a small step back herself. "Good night, Dr. Cooper."

He cleared his throat, watching her piercing eyes scan his face before he simply turned around and walked away.

The next day seemed to begin nicely. For the first time in weeks Amy didn't have to deal with nightmares - she slept soundly, no dream haunting her tired mind. She woke up around seven thirty in the morning, rubbing her eyes with one hand while the other one kept on gripping the pillow tightly. She knew that Penny did not want to be up so early, so she got up from her temporary bed in the living room as quietly as she could, putting on her glasses as soon as possible.

She felt good, really. Although she missed the rainy weather that bid its goodbyes to her as she left Seattle, she welcomed the change with a sigh of relief. The lovely weather made her feel a little lighter on the inside and she grinned briefly, already coming up with a plan for today.

Humming quietly, she prepared herself a few sandwiches, eating them without much of thought before walking over to the shower. She still got a little time before she needed to head out, so she carefully combed and curled her hair, pinning the fringe with one of her black hair clips. The woman sighed, putting on one of her dresses with semi-long sleeves and buttoned up front, that said something between "I'm a mother of twelve kids and a dog" and "I really need this job to feed them all". Not that she was worried, on the other hand - she knew her value. Her mother made sure she was more than confident about her brain and knowledge.

If you don't know your own worth and value you should not expect someone else to calculate it for you. End of story.

She left a small note on Penny's kitchen counter as she headed out, her heart nearly jumping out of her chest as she nearly bumped into Leonard and Sheldon while trying to get her wallet out of her purse.

"Oh my god, you're going to kill me." She breathed out, putting her hand over her chest.

"i'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The shorter man breathed out as well, shaking his head. "It seems like you're heading out as well?"

"Oh, yes. I have a few things to settle." Amy smiled briefly, nodding as she made her way to the stairs.

"We're heading out to work, do you need a lift?"

He seemed genuine but she was still a little too nervous to engage in such small talks, really. So she only looked at him, giving off a small grin before shaking her head.

"No, it's okay. I have a cab waiting for me outside the building, I won't bother you this much."

And before he could answer, she already disappeared behind the glass door.

She didn't want to share some unnecessary information with him, especially in Sheldon's presence - who seemed a little too quiet today. Amy did not care much, though, as the cab has drove through the streets; the buildings passing by quickly, too quick for her to notice any kind of interesting things going on. The traffic was horrible but the driver seemed to know where to take turns to make it easier and on time - especially since she's got only twenty minutes left. She didn't think much; she was sure that the department she was aiming for will hire her for sure. She was smart. She tried to be outgoing. And she knew how to cut a brain.

Not that she was going to tell that her future employer, oh God.

Once the driver stopped in front of the building, she thanked quietly and walked out of the cab, handing the man the amount of money he wanted. A little too much, actually, as she thought while walking up the stairs and pushing the door of the building open. Amy walked over to the counter, the woman behind it smiled at her gently as she did so. She tried to smile back lightly but the business-like side of her kicked in, trying to kick out the last bit of insecurity.

"Good morning. I'm Dr. Fowler and I was going to meet Dr. Siebert. Where should I head?" She asked, her head cocking to the side as she looked at her watch impatiently.

"Dr. Fowler, I see." The woman nodded once, her smile still present. "It's room 206, third floor. He's waiting for you."

"Thank you very much."

Amy headed over to the elevator, her flat shoes colliding with the floor with small thuds as she finally reached over to press the button, waiting patiently for the elevator to come down. That is, until she heard a familiar voice behind her, causing her to turn around quickly.

"Amy Farrah Fowler?"

"Oh God." She groaned, watching a tall frame approach her. Dr. Sheldon Cooper. Yup, that's all she needed as for now, to forget that he goddamn worked for CalTech. Amazing.

"What are you doing here, if I may ask?" His voice was firm, eyes squinted briefly as he scanned her face in search for any possible clues.

"Oh, I was just... You know, doing this... And that..." She choked out, quietly praying that the door would come open any second so she could jump in and get rid of that man for a little bit. She didn't want to answer any of those questions, mostly because she didn't know what would come out of all of this. And, in conclusion, she didn't want any snarky remarks for the few weeks she was going to spend right next his door.

"This and that? What does it mean?" He asked as the elevator door opened, his prayers for him not to come in being left unanswered as he stepped in, pressing the second floor button.

"It means that you should mind your own business, Sheldon Cooper." Amy groaned, pressing the button with a number three, backing away and leaning against the wall of the elevator. "Don't you have more important things to do?"

"Oh, I definitely do." He nodded, as if he didn't hear the threatening tone in her voice. "You see, Dark Matter is a truly fascinating subject. I didn't know that I could just drop the String Theory for a little bit but it seemed like a wise choice. Along with Leonard, we came to quite amazing conclusions although it was obviously me who did all the calculating and... Oh wait, what was that?"

"What?" She asked in a resigned tone, lips pursing as she nervously tapped against the steel wall. "Unless you lost track of your thoughts - then I'm truly not going to help you. I wasn't listening to your bla-" Amy cut off suddenly, her eyes growing a little larger than usual. "What was that?!"

There it goes, keeping cool.

It seemed like something has shattered above them, once then twice, the light flickered a few times and the alarm suddenly went off - something was definitely wrong, she was sure. Amy straightened up, her breath a little faster than usual but she couldn't care less as she walked over to the panel with different floors and tried to press any button possible but it seemed as if the power went off.

"Oh my God." Sheldon sighed, his eyes growing wider by the second. He did not like this, not a tiny bit. The fact that they were stuck in this tight elevator with a limited amount of oxygen and no power as it seemed turned his insides upside down. He quickly took out his phone out of his bag, dialing the number as soon as possible.

"Hello? Yes... Yes, we're stuck possibly between the first and the second... Yes, Amy Farrah Fowler is here with me. Yes, we have tried that but it seems as if- Yes." He nodded, taking a deep breath through his nose before ending the call with a long exhale.

"Did you call someone from the staff? What did they say?" She asked, looking around nervously. Amy was surprised with his quite calm demeanor - probably just on the outside, unconsciously showing it off and earning an annoyed look from the male.

"One to two hours." He replied with a sigh, licking his lips nervously. "It's going to take them one to two hours to fix that. It seems as if the power went off in the whole building due to faulty installation but it's going to be taken care of as soon as possible, yet first they need to call some people in order to do so and it's going to take a while."

Amy blinked a few times, her lips parting before she nearly brought the power back with the most high-pitched scream he has ever heard.

"One to two hours? But I have a goddamn job offer to accept!"