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The Penny Paradox	By : MariaTeresaQuintanar Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 12789 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Five

            “NO!”
            It was Sheldon’s cry of horror mingled with pain and disbelief that had the others running to his room. They opened the door to see Sheldon on his knees, hugging Penny by her waist as he pressed his face against her middle. She combed her fingers through his hair, caressing his face and shoulders.
            “Sheldon…”
            “I refuse to believe it,” he muttered against her. “Refuse! Do you hear me?” He looked up into her eyes or tried at least. “Look at me!” She did. He stood up, saying in a hard voice, “I absolutely refuse to believe that the spark known as Penny has died out everywhere but in this time and place. You have been shown more than most ordinary mortals have even dared hoped to see…” He caged her face with his hands, hoping she didn’t feel them trembling. “That in itself, Penelope, means something! It must!”
            “But everywhere I went,” she whispered. “I never saw me or…they were…dead…!” She sobbed, hugging Sheldon. “Am I wrong?”
            “Most assuredly you are,” he said, looking with tear filled eyes to their sorrowful friends. “And you will continue to be wrong for many years to come.”
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            Laughter. Sunshine. A couple at play. The smell of summer grass is floating through the air along with the moisture of an oncoming rainstorm. She is walking up the small grass covered hill hand in hand with her lover, feeling the long grass against her legs and feet. The summer dress she is wearing was being tossed about by the winds as she looked out to the sun setting off on the horizon.
            The man stops, turns, and kisses her…
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            “Was it me?” came from Raj, Howard, and Leonard.
            Standing and walking so that he was in front of Penny so that all three of them had a good look at him, Sheldon glared at them. The threat was clear in his posturing and hard blue eyes.
            “Sheldon,” Penny murmured dryly. “Stop scaring the children.”
            “Why mention this kiss, Penny?” Sheldon asked, turning his hard eyes to hers.
            “Because after it happened, I felt…clean,” she told him. “New.” Penny stood up. “May I use your bathroom?”
            “Of course,” Sheldon said, thinking over what she had just told them.
            “Why did she feel the need to ask to use the bathroom? She knows she’s welcome to do her business when she wants…” Leonard said, trying to figure out why Penny was acting so differently.
            Rolling his eyes, Sheldon turned to him. “It’s called common courtesy, Leonard. You might study the practice of it on some occasion when you have extra time during your day—like when at work.”
            “Will you please stop making digs at my occupation!” Leonard exclaimed. “You know when it comes time to test that formula on that white board…” He turned and looked at the white board. “It’s gone!”
            “Well of course it is, Leonard,” Sheldon said quietly. “You didn’t think I was going to leave it up there where just any person can see it, did you?” He sat down on his spot. “It’s rather silly to think one would leave a formula of that magnitude unattended.”
            “But…” Sheldon tapped his head. “Right. I forgot we were dealing with a walking computer here…”
            “Don’t call him that, Leonard,” Penny murmured, as she rejoined them.
            Sheldon gave his roommate a smug little smile.
            “And knock it off, Sheldon, or I’m calling your mom again,” Penny went on, making his face fall.
            “Tattling achieves nothing, Queen Penelope,” he hissed.
            “Oh yes, it achieves quite a bit,” she told him. “It reminds you to be more humble and I really enjoy that small moment of silence between the time you take the receiver saying hello and say, ‘Yes, Ma’am’.”
            “You’re being such a something I’m not allowed to say,” Sheldon muttered.
            “I can be,” she admitted quietly.
            “You know what just occurred to me?” Howard said. “You’ve never mentioned any times that you were thought of as mean or evil or just a really bad girl!” This last was accompanied by the giggling of the other two. Those three would make great thirteen year old girls, was all she could think.
            A flush filled Penny’s face. “I really don’t want…”
            “We want!” shot back three of the four men.
            Looking to Sheldon, he nodded and she murmured, “It’s not what you think it is.”
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            The heavy bass of the music is hammering through the floor boards, up through her feet. The jam of people around her is making her feel claustrophobic. Somewhere within her she knows she should be used to this atmosphere and crush of bodies, moving to the primitive rhythms. And perhaps she is, but not now. It’s too much noise, sweat, skin…The smell of soured booze within the confines of perspiration is making her ill and all she wants in that very moment is to get away from that place that reminds her of one too many nights doing shots of whatever was the cheapest liquor with men she hardly if ever knew.
            Penny was trying to leave when someone grabbed her hand and pulled. It was yanking her so hard it hurt her shoulder, but she didn’t say anything as the one doing the yanking was getting her where she wanted to be—out of that place.
            When they arrived outside, the beat lessened and she could feel the air fill her lungs as if for the first time. She inhaled, perhaps too sharply, as she managed to take in a gulping breath of the smoke from the stand of people outside getting their fix of nicotine. Everything was so damn overwhelming! This place was just too…much. She closed her eyes and just wished out of that place, but no, it wasn’t happening. She wasn’t leaving.
            “Drunk again?” Sheldon’s quiet voice cut through, making her look over at him wondering what he seemed to be so mad at.
            “What?”
            “I asked if you were intoxicated once again,” he inquired, his eyes filled with a bleakness she had never seen there before.
            “No,” she answered, making him laugh bitterly.
            “You expect me to believe that? You’ve lied to me and everyone else so many times…” She went over to him and breathed into his face.
            Disbelief warred with hope there if only for the barest of moments before…
            “Do you know how many pathogens you just breathed onto me? Oh my lord! With any luck the booze you drink on a daily basis would have killed off…” And that’s when they both heard the sirens off in the distance getting louder, coming closer.
            “The Doppler Effect,” they both whispered together absently.
            He looked at her alarmed. “How do you know?”
            “You told me,” she said. “You came to that costume party at my apartment dressed as the Doppler Effect, remember?”
            “I recall it perfectly,” he said looking at her oddly. “But I’m wondering how you could, seeing as you drank so much that night as to be taken to the hospital.”
            “Your Penny was, I wasn’t.” A sickness filled her gut as the emergency people pushed into the club with all the instruments required to bring a person out of death. “I’m not of this place, Sheldon. I’m not your Penny.” The dread became a stone within her gut. “But I could be, so easily…”
            He went over to her, grabbing her arms and making her look him in the eyes. “You are speaking nonsense, woman!”
            “Perhaps, and perhaps it’s that thing you keep telling everyone about. That thing with the multi-verses, remember? You keep talking about how there’s a lot of places just like this one with people using our names, but aren’t the same,” she told him. “There’s a lot of stuff out there, Sheldon, not even you know it all.” She looked to the stars. “So many places, each a little different, each one making me wonder a little more…” She turned to see a black body bag being carted out of the club. “I think that’s your Penny there.” He looked over and gasped in horror.
            He ran over, demanding to see the body. Screaming at the emergency personnel to do something once he sees it in fact is Penny on that gurney. Sobbing in a heart felt grief that none would have thought he would or could ever express.
            And then he looked straight at her. “I’m so sorry, Sheldon.”

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