Note: I know that this story is technically finished, but I wanted to add a little more of the next year. I based this story on a Hallmark Channel Christmas movie, and those always end with a kiss. That's how I ended it, but I wanted to tie up a few things that I left hanging. Here's a little epilogue.

Leonard pulled up to the loading area at LAX. He smiled at the woman in the backseat through the rear view mirror. When he had met her almost exactly a year ago, he didn't know that they would become friends, but she was a real part of the group now.

"Have fun, kids," he said.

"It's Thanksgiving with my family. It's hardly what I would call fun," Sheldon said to his best friend.

"At least you don't have to hire a girl to go home with you like you did last year," Leonard said.

"He didn't hire me," Amy defended from the backseat. She didn't like the implication that she was some sort of escort.

"He kinda hired you," Leonard said.

"I did," Sheldon agreed. Even he could see that she was annoyed when he looked back at her. "But you are not hired this year. You are going because I love you and you love me."

Amy melted a little at his words. It wasn't the first time he said it, but it still got her a little whenever he did. She grinned at him and leaned forward for a kiss.

"Not now. People are watching," Sheldon complained.

Amy went back to being annoyed, so she decided to climb out of the car. She grabbed her bag and started inside without any more words to either of those boys. It might have been a little silly how Amy met Sheldon, but they weren't pretending anymore. They loved each other.

Sheldon caught up to Amy. He took her hand into his. Not because he was trying to show off to anyone, but because he wanted to. He liked the little electric buzz that he felt from it. It felt good to be in love with Amy Farrah Fowler. Well, when she wasn't mad at him.

"You didn't hire me. I did you a favor," Amy argued while they waited in line for security.

Sheldon argued back. Not because he wanted a real fight, but because he got a thrill out of arguing with her. She was brilliant. More so than he realized when they met. He liked pushing her because she pushed back. When they got near the front of the line, he leaned down and stole a kiss. He couldn't help himself. This must have been what his mother had pushed him toward. He could see why she wanted him to have it. It felt so good to be in love.

"Leonard was too public, but this is fine?" Amy teased after he pulled away.

"I can't help myself when you are being too cute," Sheldon argued.

Amy blushed and awkwardly scratched her head. She wasn't used to being called cute by anyone. Not even Sheldon. Even if this wasn't the first time he said it.

They got through security and to their plane just fine. They landed in Texas where Mary picked them up. She hugged Amy tightly and gushed how nice it was to see the girl again.

"Sheldon's grandmother is still convinced that you two are playing a joke," Mary warned Amy. "I've told her that you stopped all that nonsense when you were caught, but she seems to believe that's not true."

"It's okay," Amy said sadly. It wasn't okay, but Amy wasn't going to be pushed out of her own life just because some old lady decided she didn't like her. A lot of people didn't like Amy over the years. She tried not to let it bother her. She had Sheldon. She had Leonard and Penny and the rest of Sheldon's friends—who had all pulled her into the group like she had always belonged there once they heard that Sheldon really did have a girlfriend.

"She'll come around. She's just a stubborn old lady," Mary assured Amy.

They pulled up to the house and went inside. Missy and George didn't hesitate to hug Amy when she walked in.

"Meemaw, you remember Amy?" Sheldon asked. He put his hand on Amy's back. Unlike the previous year, the contact was real. Sheldon didn't pretend to touch her.

"Of course, I do—what is that?" Meemaw asked as she pointed to Amy's left hand.

"Oh. We were hoping to make the announcement later. Obviously, Mom already knows because she helped get me the ring, but Amy and I are getting married. I asked her to marry me a couple weeks ago, and she said yes. I thought it would be nice to announce it at Thanksgiving since that's how we met," Sheldon explained.

"Absolutely not. I forbid it," Meemaw said.

"Mom!" Mary exclaimed.

Amy felt crushed. She thought that Sheldon's grandmother might be angry about the engagement, but she didn't expect that to hurt so much. Sheldon loved his grandmother, and she worried that her disapproval might cause Sheldon to have second thoughts.

"I'm going to go clean up," Amy said with a slightly cracking voice.

Sheldon followed her into the bathroom. He closed and locked the door behind them.

"I'm fine, Sheldon," Amy assured him.

"It doesn't look like you are fine, and you know I struggle with reading emotions. It doesn't help when you lie to me," Sheldon countered.

"I'm not fine, but I will be. I am upset that your grandmother still seems to hate me so much," Amy admitted.

"She's a stubborn old lady who does not like to be wrong. I believe that is where I get my similar traits. Luckily, I am nearly always right. Like when I knew I wanted to marry you."

Amy walked closer to Sheldon and rested her cheek against his chest. He put his hand on her back to hug her. He wasn't used to giving comfort this way, but Amy seemed to bring it out in him.

"Kids, you know you can't be in a locked room together," Mary said as she pounded on the bathroom door.

"Like we would have coitus in the bathroom," Sheldon complained as he rolled his eyes at Amy.

"Perhaps I should moan your name so that your grandmother thinks that we are having sex in here," Amy teased. She would never actually do that, but she liked the idea of giving the old woman a shock.

"You don't moan my name," Sheldon said while he went over to the door and unlocked it. "You usually just make general moaning noises or give me direction," he added after he opened the door. Sheldon's mother, grandmother, and siblings were all standing nearby.

"Well, none of us needed to hear that," Missy said. She wasn't as smart as her brother, but she put stuff like that together lightning fast.

Amy's face went bright red, but Sheldon just shrugged. He was an adult man with a fiancée. He was allowed to sleep with Amy if he wanted.

Sheldon and Amy were given a little bit of time to rest, but since Sheldon didn't need to be pushed to spend time with Amy this year, the pair were given jobs just like everyone else to help with the Thanksgiving prep.

Mary watched as Sheldon and Amy kept stealing kisses and sweet little glances over their work. Maybe her mother didn't believe the pair were in love, but anyone else could see it. Especially since she had never seen Sheldon be so cute with someone.

"Amy?" Sheldon's grandmother called her over as she did the dishes.

Amy looked at Sheldon, but he just pushed her over to go talk to his grandmother. Amy swallowed hard in fear but went.

"Come here." The old woman guided Amy into the guest bedroom that was Amy's for the rest of her stay. "It pains me to say this, but I was wrong. You marry that boy. I've never seen him so happy in his entire life. You marry him and keep making him happy. You're good for him."

Amy's throat was too thick for words, so she just nodded until Sheldon's grandmother pulled Amy in for a hug.