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The Physicist Divergence Anomaly	By : banana-x-phone Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 23962 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Sheldon uncomfortably stood in Penny's apartment and watched her polish off the bottle of vodka she had swiped off of the coffee table. Penny staggered toward him with an amused smile spread across her lips. Sheldon wondered what fresh hell he had stepped into. She stood with her arms crossed in front of her and he unconsciously mirrored her defensive stance.
"Penny, are you drunk?" Sheldon sternly asked. He knew the answer to his question, but he needed to somewhat make sense of the situation. Penny harshly laughed at his question. It came out sounding spiteful and cold.
"I gotta say, for a guy who's is supposed to be soooo smart, you sure ask a lot dumb questions. I'm gonna take a page from the book of Condescending Things That Sheldon Says. Your observation is very astute, Doctor." Penny spat, her arms flailed about as she spoke. Sheldon didn't understand why Penny was being like this. He pursed his lips and walked into her kitchen, he needed to find something to soak up the liquor in his girlfriend's stomach.
Sheldon rifled through her kitchen and took a pack of soda crackers from her cupboard, he set them on her counter. Bread would have been preferred, but Sheldon was taught to make do with what he had. As he grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, he felt Penny's death stare burning a hole in the back of his brain. Perhaps she was cycling through her menstruation period. With the crackers and water in hand, he walked over to the couch. He set the food and water on her coffee table and sat down on the couch. Penny drunkenly sat down with her arms still folded over her chest.
"Penny, I don't understand why you're so upset." Sheldon said while he looked into her fiery gaze. Penny scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"A little bird told me that you were catching up with that fucking slut Aubrey." Penny messily replied. Her eyes glossed over with tears. Sheldon looked from her now sad eyes to her door. Damn it, Leonard. Sheldon could just imagine what she thought. Penny sat up straighter and leaned her spinning head against the back of the couch.
"I can assure you, Penny that it isn't what you think." The smell of vodka radiated off of her. Sheldon wondered how much of that bottle she drank. He opened his hand to take hers into his.
"Is that her number?" Penny asked looking at his palm. The digits still faintly remained. He looked into her tear streaked face. It was flushed with color and he watched as her lip quivered.
"Are you gonna call her for a quick fuck later?" Penny's voice slurred out just above a whisper. Sheldon wiped at Penny's wet cheeks. If he talked to her in this state, he wasn't sure that she would remember the conversation in the morning.
Penny abruptly stood up and ran toward the bathroom. Sheldon sat on her tiny couch and listened to her vomit, possibly, the entire bottle of vodka into the toilet. He stood up, taking the crackers and water with him into her bathroom. Sheldon set the items down on the floor and sat on the edge of the tub. As Penny heaved into the toilet, he rubbed her back in small slow counter clock-wise circles. It was his duty as her boyfriend to take care of her, regardless of how he felt being so close to someone expelling their stomach contents.
They sat in the bathroom for a half hour before Penny was feeling 'better'. Sheldon fed her some crackers and made her drink a little bit of water. Penny sat on the cool tiled floor of the bathroom, leaning against Sheldon's leg, eating soda crackers. Sheldon gently ran his fingers through her very messy hair. As soon as he thought he could manage to get her into her bed, she was vomiting again. Sheldon stayed by her side, rubbing her back and whispering that everything was okay and that she should just let it out. Penny finally stopped throwing up and she leaned against Sheldon's sturdy leg once more.
Sheldon assisted Penny to her feet and walked with her over to her bed. Penny flopped back onto the mattress as Sheldon took a pair of shorts and a tank top from her messy dresser drawer. He sat her up and helped her get into a fresh pair of pajamas. Why she would get so inebriated was beyond him. After Penny was tucked in, Sheldon sat down beside her. He looked into her serene face and it almost appeared as though she was asleep.
"Sheldon?" She asked with her eyes closed. Softly, he brushed away the hair that fell onto her forehead.
"Yes?" His reply was soft, it was as if he didn't want to wake her.
"I'm so drunk." Penny quietly complained. His lip twitched and he studied her face.
"I know."
"I love you, Sheldon." Penny whispered into the air. Sheldon didn't know if her inhibitions had been lowered by the alcohol and she was confessing repressed feelings, or if the alcohol was making her say things that weren't true. Soft sounds of her snoring signaled that she was sleeping. Sheldon sat with her for a few more moments, softly running his finger through her hair before standing up. Quietly, he tip toed into her kitchen, wrote her a short note on the back of an opened envelope and grabbed a bottle of acetaminophen. After placing the items on her nightstand, he slightly closed the door to her bathroom, creating a makeshift night light. Sheldon glanced at his sleeping, but very drunk girlfriend. Tomorrow would be a day that he needed to mentally prepare for.
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Penny woke up with a pounding headache. It was like the hemispheres of her brain had been split into two and they were just loosely rattling around in her skull. The softness of her bed engulfed her. Her mouth was insanely dry and she felt like she ate all of the sand in the Andes. Penny sat up in her bed and her stomach churned. She looked at the alarm clock on her night stand, it was noon. It was a good thing she had the day off from both of her jobs, the thought of working made her head spin. She rubbed her hands over her face as her eyes focused on the items beside her clock.
She reached out for the medication and water. After taking two pills and drinking the entire bottle of water, she looked at the note. The urge to vomit overwhelmed her as she tried to think about what happened last night. She recalled being pissed off, but couldn't recall why. It was like her whole evening had vanished. Sheldon's handwriting was perfect and precise, it was such a contrast to the haphazardly opened envelope he had written on. She began to read.
Good Morning Penny,
Please take two acetaminophen and drink as much fluids as you can today. I will be home from work earlier than usual, and we can talk about what happened last night.
Talk soon,
Sheldon
Penny stared at the note and read it over and over. Talk about what happened last night. If only Penny could recall what happened. Obviously, Sheldon was here. She picked up her phone from her night stand and looked at her missed texts.
"Penny, please come back. I want to explain why Sheldon went out." Penny stared at the text from Leonard. Why did Sheldon go out? Sheldon doesn't go out. Suddenly, flashes of the evening replayed in her mind. Oh god. Penny felt even sicker. How could she have embarrassed herself so much in the span of only a few hours? As she recalled her fit of jealousy, she recalled Sheldon's face when she opened her door. The half smile on his face when he looked at her was the cutest thing she had probably ever seen. Within seconds she had taken away the boyish innocence that lit up his face. She went back into her messages. She pressed on the missed text from Sheldon.
"Penny, I trust you slept well. I will be home at lunch. I would like for us to talk as soon as possible." Penny fell back into the comfort of her candy colored pillows. Sheldon was probably sitting in his apartment waiting for her. Now or never, Penelope. Being a coward would not help this situation. She sat up in her bed and flung her legs over the side. Her feet touched the cool floor and she stood up. Before she left to face her boyfriend, she brushed her teeth. There was no time for a shower.
Penny quickly made her way across the hall. With her head still pounding and her nerves shot, she softly knocked on the door. From the other side of the door she heard him telling her to 'come in'. Penny opened the door and walked in. Sheldon was standing in the kitchen. Their eyes met and Penny shamefully averted her gaze to the floor as she walked over to him. She hoped to god that they were still dating.
"Have you eaten?" Sheldon inquired. Penny shook her head, still refusing to meet his eyes. A plate of Cylon toast was quickly placed before her. She looked up at Sheldon who carefully watched her. Feeling like an ameba being studied under a microscope, Penny took a seat at the island and picked up her toast.
"Sheldon, I'm very sorry for the way I acted last night. I am so embarrassed." Penny sheepishly apologized. Sheldon stood with his hands clasped behind his back observing her. Penny took a small bite of her toast as she waited for him to say something.
"You denied me the opportunity to explain myself last night. Also, you might not be aware, but your alcohol fuelled candour knows no bounds. You said some very hurtful things to me and you accused me of something that I can assure you I would never do. Do you recall what you said?" Sheldon calmly asked. His voice was deep, steady and sure. Penny felt her stomach twist, she hoped that she didn't have to repeat her awful words. She nodded her head as she bit her lip to keep it from quivering and blinked back the tears that threatened to escape her soft lashes.
"Penny, I needed to get closure. I needed to say something to her besides 'that's not fair.' I had every intention of telling you about my encounter, but it was something that I needed to do for myself, it had nothing to do with you or us. I sincerely hope that you understand that." He softly told her. Penny felt her tears splash onto her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but instead her breath hitched in her throat.
Sheldon pulled her off of the stool, into his embrace and they stood in the kitchen clutching onto one another. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed the top of her head. Penny held onto Sheldon for dear life as she cried into his green Manbot t-shirt. She was glad that she hadn't totally destroyed her relationship with the man she loved.
"You also said something else to me last night. Do you remember what you told me?" He asked while still holding her in his arms. Penny knew she would let it slip. It was the only secret that she wanted to keep from him. She nodded her head against his chest.
"Penny, I need you to say it." Sheldon coaxed. Penny stood back a bit so she could look into his face. It was soft, warm and inviting. She knew it was time. Her soul had been stripped naked and cast into the lights of scrutiny. There was no going back.
"Sheldon, I love you." Penny quietly said. A smile spread across his lips and he pulled her closer to him. Penny felt him gently squeeze her. She breathed in his scent. Talc and citrus, like a zesty baby.
"Penny, I love you too. I have for some time now." He confessed into her hair. She felt his voice reverberating in his chest. She looked into his face and softly kissed his lips. It felt the same as it always had, but somehow different. Now, she was sure that they were two people in the same life raft, instead of two people in separate vessels paddling in the same direction. Sheldon pulled away from their tender kiss. Penny instantly missed his soft lips.
"Finish your toast." Sheldon pleaded. Penny nodded and ate the dry, cold, crusty bread. Her stomach was starting to feel better and relief replaced the anxiety that was once settled within her.
"Sheldon, can I use your shower?" Penny really didn't want to go home. The memories of last night were still fresh and lingered in the air in 4B. Sheldon thought about her proposal and nodded his head. She finished the rest of her breakfast that was really lunch and made her way to his bathroom.
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