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In My Thoughts, Always	By : Amelia_Jade Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 29330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: In no way shape, or form do I own anything related to Big Bang Theory. I just play with the characters in naughty, naughty ways.

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Also sorry about last chapter, there was a glitch with posting the Korean and I just wanted you all to know that that was not the way that was supposed to look. But I guess you all figured this out because noone reviewed about it lol.
Sorry.
Ok, I think that should be all.
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P-POV
I go into the apartment lobby and look back at Sheldon who seems to be chatting with the cabby.
Lord only knows what he is chatting the poor man's ear off about.
Probably explaining how many germs live in a Pasadena cab and their names, alphabetically.
Or he could be going on about his 187 point IQ and his 2 PhD's and blah, blah, blah.
It's sad and a little scary how unsarcastically I could say that sentence, and the fact that it doesn't make the likelihood of those events occurring any less likely is even scarier.
I decide to grab my mail before I head on up.
I flip through each envelope as I slowly make my way up the four flights of the building.
I am not exactly in too much of a hurry to have this particular converstation.
I know that my dawdling has no effect on when it starts.
Sheldon's dawdling does.
Because I know if I don't move fast enough he'll push me right up the stairs if I'm not already when he gets finished.
Stubborn ass.
This conversation will change everything between us, whether for the better or worse, not to mention between our friends.
I am scared. This is nothing like it was when I was with Leonard. This is Sheldon and he is a horse of a different color all together.
He's as big as one too if what he pressed up against me during that dance is anything to go by.
I can feel myself blush as the thought of that dance flows through my mind again, though it hasn't been too far off of my thoughts since it happened.
I go through bill after bill and, ohhh, a paycheck!
Yay!
I do a little girl dance in my head knowing that with all of the extra shifts I had picked up in the last couple of days to avoid Sheldon would pad my check nicely.
Most of my non-essential purchases had mostly been alcohol and shoes, and it seems I don't have the stomach for alcohol anymore. Every drink makes me more nauseous than the last so I gave up.
As for shoes, well, I'll never give those up, but since I found that website that sells designer shoes for $30 a pop, I haven't been too strapped lately and it feels really good to be able to pay for my own food on Chinese night.
I haven't had to be too worried about money lately.
It's a wonderful feeling.
I'm an adult.
I'm independent.
I'm Penny.
I'm about to have a very sexually charged and awkward discussion with a giant genius of a Whack-a-doodle.
Where I may very well end up dating or breaking the heart of said Whack-a-doodle.
In the meantime, I decide to change my clothes and get into more comfy attire in my own apartment.
No reason for this situation to be any more uncomfortable than it already will be by me wearing my club dress and heels.
S-POV
I make it to the doorway of my apartment in record time as the anticipation of the upcoming confrontation rushes through me.
I turn the doorknob of my apartment and frown when it is locked.
This makes no sense. If Penny had entered the apartment and knew I was coming up, then why would she proceed to lock the door?
I answer my own question as I unlock said door and enter to the sight of a Penny-less apartment.
I take a deep breath and let it out at the thought that she has deliberately not listened to me.
I turn around and grab the doorknob feeling ready enough to give Penny a thorough talking to and possibly turning her over my knee for a good paddling.
I swear, I love the insolent girl, and I would not have her any other way...
I feel a grin spread over my face as the next thought crosses my mind.
...but I certainly am going to enjoy teaching her to listen to me.
My thoughts are cut short as I exit the apartment hastily to obtain Penny, and view a sight that makes me both happy and upset.
P-POV
I'm slipping on my comfy slippers to head on over and get this 'party' started, note the sarcasm, when I hear a clatter coming from the stairs and keys rattle across the hall.
Sheldon must have made it to his apartment.
I take a deep fortifying breath as I hear him close his apartment door.
I feel like I am prepared to go to war or something.
Just two Generals discussing the terms of one or the other's surrender.
I giggle as this thought pops into my head.
I head on into the hallway to head over to the boys' place after I hear Sheldon close the door and I am halfway across the hall when I see something that makes me so nauseous I might throw up all over my Hello Kitty slippers.
I would be seriously pissed then.
I look over as I hear Sheldon exiting the apartment just in time for him to view the scene that I am witnessing.
L-POV
The only thing I can think as I stumble up the steps of the apartment and see the two people I least want to see at this moment standing in the hallway is: Well, fuck a duck.
P-POV
"Amy!" I gasp, shocked at seeing her hanging on Leonard's stubby little arm. "Leonard?"
"Bestie!" Amy yells out happily. You could see the surprise in her eyes as she took in me and Sheldon standing there in front of her, then she acknowledges Sheldon with the same enthusiasm, "Sheldon!"
I am glad that those two had become more civil to each other but judging on their intelligence levels I'm going to have to watch them in the future.
World domination doesn't seem to be too big a stretch of the imagination if not monitored with those two.
Leonard pipes in, "Sheldon?" He looks over to me shamefaced. "Penny!"
Sheldon finally decides to chime in and he is really getting a hold of the concept of sarcasm.
"Yes, I am Sheldon, this is Penny, you are Leonard and beside you is Amy. If we are finished with the pointless stating of identities, I am sure there are many more interesting things we would all like to be doing before bedtime this evening."
Sheldon says all of this in a very brusque tone but at the mention of 'more interesting things' and 'bedtime' he gives me the most effective panty dropping look since the first time James Dean raised his eyebrow at me through the T.V. and I can feel myself blush.
I am doing that way too much around him lately.
I am just thanking whatever gods there are out there that Leonard seems to be just drunk enough to not notice this exchange at the moment.
"Yeah, ok, well, Amy we just dropped you off at home. How did you get here? And why are you with Leonard?"
Leonard answers looking at Amy, "You know Penny?"
Sheldon couldn't look more bored at this moment if he tried I think.
Amy looks at us both but answers me first, which makes me happier than it should probably.
"Well, bestie, you did indeed drop me at my humble abode for the evening, but at the time I believed I was not as intoxicated as I thought as I felt myself sobering up once I had a YooHoo and threw up a few times. In feeling better, I decided to message you to find out if you were up to a little girl time and a sleepover, but you never answered so I just decided to come over in person and I met this fine specimen in the lobby after I saw him getting out of a cab, he said that he was lonely and told me that I must have set my phasor to 'stun' because I was so pretty, and asked if I would like to accompany him to his apartment until I could get a hold of my bestie."
She takes a step away from Leonard here. "I did not make the connection that he was the Leonard that you had previously described to me..."
She blushes slightly and continues, "...so I must conclude that I am still just a bit intoxicated and my neurological functions are not at top speed just yet."
I see Sheldon roll his eyes upwards out of the corner of my eye.
"Ok, that explains why you are here, what about you Leonard? I thought you were hanging out with Howard this weekend?"
S-POV
Penny asks this question and I also am curious about the answer to it.
Leonard had told me he was going to be with Howard the entire weekend and it was not even the end of Friday, and yet he is returning back to the apartment, and with another female to boot.
I look at him with a raised eyebrow and await his sweaty, stammered response.
"Well, Howard and I had gone out to a bar and after many, many drinks Howard had a girl actually invite him back to her house."
Penny and I share a shocked glance at this statement.
L-POV
Yeah, tell me about it.
That's the only thing I can think as I look at the shock that passes between Penny and Sheldon.
I glance over at the confused and nervous looking Amy.
When I saw her standing in the lobby and looking at the mailboxes, I thought that she was a new tenant or that she might be coming to visit a family member.
She was cute and if I played my cards right I thought, maybe, since it was so late, I could sneak her past Sheldon who had to be asleep at this hour.
As soon as she opened her mouth I was floored.
She was smart.
Really smart.
Like Sheldon smart without the overbearing and annoying arrogance behind it.
It was oddly attractive.
Penny is hot, yes, but as a man of intelligence I crave a more challenging intellectual debate every once in a while.
I have always sensed that Penny was smarter than she let on with us guys, why I don't know, but she never showed it so I just put my hunch down to hope and came to the conclusion that Penny was just one of those hot, street smart girls.
Amy on the other hand, while being homelier than Penny, was incredibly intelligent, and she was a neurobiologist, the same as my mother.
Don't get me wrong, I still want Penny. She's the ultimate prize for a nerd like me and I can take her to all of my charity fund raisers and I will never have to leave with old ladies or have sex with them ever again.
Though Amy could be a very nice diversion until I can land Penny where I want her and show her what she's missing.
Besides, how would I know that Amy and Penny knew each other—or that Amy considered Penny her 'bestie'? (And by the way, what the hell is a 'bestie'?)
I'm just glad it's not her boyfriend.
All Penny needs to know is that I was with a woman tonight, she'll get jealous, and I will have had a nice evening of sex and conversation with someone who knows the difference between a bishop and a lighthouse.
How she beat me at chess I'll never figure out.
If I really thought it possible, I would have accused her of cheating.
P-POV
I can see the looks Leonard is shooting Amy, and it makes me happy but at the same time scared.
I know Leonard still has some delusion that we will get back together, but I also know that he's not averse to sleeping with other girls in between then.
I'm not jealous.
I just don't want Amy to get hurt.
Because if Leonard hurt Amy then the police will be finding little pieces of hobbit all over Pasadena.
I look around at the four of us standing in the hallway and I am pretty sure this is the most awkward situation I have ever been in, and I have been in some doozy situations before.
There's my ex who is still infatuated with me and my friend, the girl he is attempting to sleep with who he didn't know knew me. Then there's the bat crap crazy genius best friend of my ex who has been seducing me all night and me, and me: the girl who totally wants to be seduced by the bat crap crazy genius.
Don't we all make a pretty set?
S-POV
Us just standing here is wasting time.
I like Amy and I thought she would have better taste than to 'hook up' with someone like Leonard.
It just goes to show what alcohol does to intelligent judgment.
It makes me happy that I have aided my Penny in her stopping her drinking so that she will not make these sorts of judgments in our future together.
Aside from that there is absolutely no reason why this situation should be delaying mine and Penny's evening from progressing.
Like most things for me, this situation seems quite simple to solve and we all go on with our night.
Time to expedite the process of this series of events occurring.
"Leonard, as sorry as I am that your weekend has fallen through (I am not) thanks to Howard and his fickleness for anything in a skirt, and Amy as good as it is to see you again (this is only slightly more true than my previous statement)..."
Leonard looks confused, "Again?"
"...Penny and I were just getting ready to finish our evening together. So if you will excuse us?"
"Wait, wait, wait, how have you two met? I didn't know about Amy before 10 minutes ago."
I ignore Leonard's confusion as it is not important and move towards Penny to attempt to herd her into her apartment so we will be alone, but apparently Penny does not pick up my subtle body language and answers Leonard's question.
"Sheldon came out with us this evening. We invited him along since he was all alone."
"Yes, and he was good company even though he did not drink, he was a great dancer, and he really put that Korean businessman in his place for feeling up Penny's very shapely behind. Although I do not blame him for wanting to fondle my bestie's firm, supple backside in appreciation."
Amy is very odd, and if I believed Penny would ever have more than friendly feelings for a female I would be envious of Amy's appearing more than friendly appreciation for my Penny. However, I know this would never be the case and I believe that despite her occasional contrary statements, Amy does not enjoy females in a sexual manner.
She just has an odd way of appreciating her first and only female friend.
Leonard's face after Amy's statement is hilarious at best and comical at worst. His mouth is hanging open and his eyes are quite large in his head.
Leonard looks at me and uses his one catch phrase when he needs me to explain something to him, which is way too often.
"Care to catch me up here, Sheldon?"
I sigh, so predictable.
"To sum this evening up, because I believe we all have things we would rather be accomplishing than standing here: I had come to see Penny when she informed me of her plans for 'clubbing' and 'girl time' this evening. Bernadette and Amy came along to abscond with Penny and this is where I met Amy. Bernadette invited me to come along and since I had already finished my calculations for this evening I decided it was my duty as the only available male protector to watch over the females..."
Leonard rolls his eyes at this.
"...then we went to a Korean dance hall and I danced with Penny..."
A blush from Penny and Leonard looks at me askance.
"...while Amy danced with an elderly man who was quite free with his hands and Bernadette texted Raj next to a punch bowl..."
"Raj?"
"Leonard, interrupting is quite rude, please refrain from this in the future. To continue, after this we headed back to take Bernadette and Amy to their abodes, where one of them obviously did not stay..."
A blush from Amy now.
"...and so here we are. Penny and I were going to spend some time together this evening discussing our evolving relationship paradigm."
After this, I feel I have given enough, if not too much of an explanation to Leonard, as he did not deserve one in the first place.
With the completion of explaining things to my drunk roommate, a task that was previously blocking my evening from progressing, I head forward to Penny's open doorway before Leonard can regain any semblance to question us once more.
If this were to happen, Penny would believe she has some 'friendship obligation' to answer said questions, when she certainly does not.
I will not allow Leonard to stand in my way any longer.
He has done so for far too long as it is.
I grab Penny's hand and drag her into the apartment, using her momentum to propel her towards the couch.
I turn around to close the door.
Looking right into Leonard's eyes I know he can see the purposeful smirk rising upon my features as I slowly close the door in his face.
I can almost sense Penny's jump on the couch as I lock the door and the bolt loudly slides into place.
Now, to continue where I left off before Leonard so rudely interrupted me.
Time to teach Penny the consequences of not listening to me.
"You know, Penny, if you had just listened to me and proceeded to my apartment the way you were supposed to, that scene could have been avoided?"
More than sensing, I can hear Penny's jump this time, as my words crack through the silence of her apartment.
P-POV
Oh dear.
I like Sheldon when he is jumping around and raising his voice just a little, because he's predictable.
You can pretty much guess what that Sheldon is going to do next thanks to his bat crap crazy obsessive tendencies.
This Sheldon is unknown and unpredictable; it's hot and scary at the same time.
To see him standing there with his back to me, straight and tall.
He inhales deeply and it makes me very aware of his overall size which is quite large.
Much larger than me. This thought makes me aware of the fact that if he so chose to, he could over power me easily.
How much of a freak am I that a thought that would make most girls run in the other direction, just makes me want to rub myself against him like a cat in heat?
S-POV
I turn around and straighten my posture.
As I observe her sitting there, I have a multitude of thoughts in my brain.
Such as:
I must show Penny that I am in control of this situation.
I know her being the 'Big Ol' Five' that she is, she will attempt to take control and I will not have that.
I must show her that she has no control over how this situation will play out, that this occurrence has been predetermined since she walked into this building and flirted with me over physics.
She made herself mine the second that she smiled at me and not Leonard.
She made herself mine, and I will show her that I will never give that up, or allow her to become anyone else's.
I will show her these things.
Tonight.
By morning's light she will be quite educated on these topics.
As I said before, she couldn't have a better teacher.
I smirk at her.
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