The Only Exception || The Big Bang Theory

thirty-two

President Seibert had his hand over his mouth in a disappointed manner, as he was scrolling down at these pictures that were sent to him by the anonymous email address. He sighed in disappointment, and he felt that someone had walked into his office; he looked up. "President Seibert, I wanted to speak to you." It was Sheldon.

Seibert felt his eyes glare at him for a moment. He motioned for him to sit, Sheldon giving him a confused look as he sat. "What do you want to talk about, Sheldon?" Seibert told him, trying hard to not show him his anger. He glanced at the photos that were displayed on his laptop at the minute, and he was getting irritated. It was photos of Sheldon and Angela at what seems to be a New Year's party; hugging, dancing together, and kissing. That was what ticked him off. Seibert was afraid he might lash out on Sheldon now. He didn't even want to see him right now. After this, he's just going to have to send these to Human Resources, let them investigate and they will speak to Sheldon and Angela. Then maybe he'll have a piece of victory himself.

"President Seibert? Would you consider it?" Sheldon asked.

Seibert shook his head, even if he did not hear a word Sheldon said. He said no.

"But, President Seibert, we've worked hard for you. We need a break from all this stress you're putting on top of us."

"And? So what. I've worked hard too and no one cares, do they? No one appreciates what I've done, I say you suck it up and keep working. You should be done by now with this project." Seibert leaned back into his chair, his eyebrow perched at Sheldon.

"We are almost done, but---"

"Almost? See, Sheldon, I want it completely done. Not almost done, I want it done. Maybe it was a mistake to put you and Angela together in this project, I thought it would've been done already." Seibert says, looking somewhere other than Sheldon.

Sheldon sucked in a breath, "President Seibert, we are exhausted. We've worked too hard for this and I am too tired to even work. We need a break---"

He was cut off when Seibert grabbed his phone, and pressing a few numbers. He waited, a wait that made Sheldon worried. "My office. NOW." Seibert emphasized. Sheldon did not know who he just called, but whoever it is, has a storm coming...just like him. Seibert did not look at him, he kept staring at his laptop; not moving at all.

A few minutes passed, and Sheldon heard someone walk in. "Close the door, Angela," Seibert demanded. "Take a seat."

Sheldon gulped when he saw his girlfriend sit beside him, but he tried not to look too obvious that he was nervous.

"I am...disappointed in the both of you." Seibert said through gritted teeth. Angela got nervous now. "Is this about the trip?" She asked.

Seibert looked at his laptop once more, and was now done with everything. He turned his laptop to the couple and their faces changed completely; their faces turned into fear. The photos were of them at Stuart's New Year's party.

"Explain these photos to me." Seibert demands. Angela and Sheldon were frozen in their seats, staring at the laptop. "Angela, explain the photos to me." Seibert giving a death glare to her.

Angela gulped, and stood up straighter. "Um...it's me and Sheldon."

"And what is going on with you and Sheldon?" Seibert asks, standing up and strolling around his office.

"We're dancing together...being friends..." Angela was afraid now, and she was avoiding the New Year's kiss.

"And?"

Angela can see in the corner of her eye Sheldon giving her a sympathetic glance, almost like he was saying 'everything is going to be okay.' Deep inside, she knew it wasn't going to be okay. This was going to end badly.