The Cowgirl and the Toy.
I don't own Toy Story or any of its characters. I do however own all and any original characters. A/N
Despite Hannah having moved the safe stop closer, Scud still found them. Woody, Jessie, and Bullseye all woke up with a start at Scud's aggressive barking.
"He's found us Woody!" Jessie cried fearfully in great shock as she caught sight of Scud's paws trying to dig into the tree stump. "What are we going to do?" Jessie asked in fright, clinging to Woody's arm.
"I-I don't know," Woody admitted.
Grandma Phillips gasped at what she was witnessing: Hannah's safe-spot spell wasn't holding! Sid must have enchanted Scud with more evil powers.
"O' great and powerful guardian of the forest, I humbly ask you for thy aid. Please protect the three who are in dire need of protection from this evil beast!"
They huddled together at the back of the stump, just at a loss of what to do. A loud snap like the sound of something big stepping on fallen branches and twigs was heard. Scud stopped digging and growled a dark and foreboding snarl. Bullseye buried his head in Woody's side and Jessie kept her terrified hold on her arm firm.
They could hear Scud and the unknown creature fighting.
"I hope that whatever it is fighting him is on our side," Jessie said.
Woody remanded silent. Jessie shuddered, listening to the fight: there were vicious snaps and growls; cries of pain from both sides; then there were angry thrashes and then finally silence.
"Do you think it's over?" Jessie asked, warily
Woody didn't answer her, worrying Jessie and Bullseye. Jessie looked at his face and found that she couldn't read it. It was this that worried her more, for she could usually read Woody like an open book.
"Woody, talk to me," Jessie said worriedly, placing her hand on his shoulder. "Please tell me what's wrong."
"What's wrong?" Woody retorted, turning to her. "I can't even protect you!" He yelled in utter frustration, making Jessie take a step back. The past few days had finally taken their toll on him and, no matter what he did, Jessie (not mention Bullseye and himself) always ended up in more danger!
"What are you talking about? You saved me from Pete!"
"Jessie, if it hadn't been for me you wouldn't have needed saving in the first place. You're the one who had to help me break the dream spell. I never should have gotten you involved; I should have taken Bullseye and just gone…somewhere," He muttered in utter anguish.
Jessie swallowed hard. What she was about to tell Woody wouldn't be easy to say. It'd be more like exposing a sore and open wound to him.
"Woody," Jessie began, forcing herself to look him in the eyes. "If you just suddenly disappeared, I'd be going out of my mind with worry."
"You would?" Woody asked almost in astonishment.
"Look, I know I haven't been the best friend to you - I'm always yelling at you and fighting with you -but the truth is, you're all I've got and to me you are my best friend," She told him.
"I am?" Woody asked. He was so happy at that moment that he felt like he could burst at the seams.
"You're the only stable person in my life. You've always been there for me whether I needed a shoulder to cry on or to hit," Jessie said with a small smile. "I know I don't show it, but I do care about you. Ever since both my parents left me in their own ways, I've just been afraid to really show how close I feel to you." She sighed. "I guess I'm hoping that the day you finally leave me it won't hurt as much," Jessie confessed.
"Jessie, I would never leave you. I promise." Woody told her sincerely.
"You can't promise me that, Woody," Jessie said, sadly. "Whenever I hear a siren, I can't help worrying and thinking that you might get killed in the line of duty. Of course I'm always that morbid," Jessie continued. "I know that someday, you're going to meet someone special and get married and start a family, and when that day comes I know that you're going to have to put your family first." There. She's finally said it. She's said it all - everything on her mind.
But of course she hasn't. That was a lie - she didn't say it all. She didn't say 'I love you'.
Woody sighed before speaking, "You're right. I can't promise you that when I walk out the door in the morning to go to work that I'll comeback home that night," Woody said seriously. "But I can promise you that I will always be careful to not take anymore stupid risks and, as for meeting someone special, what woman would have me?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood. "Besides, you're my number one always," He said, pressing his forehead against hers. He wanted to tell her he loved her, but he knew how hard it was for her to tell him all of this and he didn't to take advantage of her vulnerability or have her think that he was.
Bullseye sighed at the scene, though his noise of disapproval came out sounding rather like a snort.
"I think we're boring him," Jessie said.
"Poor Bullseye. He's never been one for mushy stuff."
"It's late. We should probably try getting some sleep again," Jessie suggested
"Right," Woody nodded in response.
The next morning they carefully left the tree stump. Scud was nowhere in sight, but they could see signs of the fight that had taken place the night before. There was dried blood and bits of fur everywhere. And, from what they could see, some belonged to Scud and some didn't.
"What do you think was fighting him?" Jessie asked as they got on Bullseye.
"Who knows?" He felt apathetic. "Maybe it was Bigfoot?" He half-joked
"Hope we get out of the woods soon," Jessie murmured.
They embarked forward, riding on in silence until the familiar sound of traffic could be heard in the distance.
"Oh, thank goodness!" Jessie proclaimed, grateful "Now we'll be able to find out where we are!"
"Yeah, but we're going to have to stay hidden until it gets dark out," Woody said. "We can't afford to be seen by anyone and the last thing we need is to have some sticky-handed child finding us."
"So what do you suggest we do?"
"We hide and wait,"
"Brilliant," Jessie said unenthusiastically.
"Aw, come on! Cut your best friend some slack!" Woody drawled rather cheerfully.
"You're going to hold that over my head from now on, aren't you?" Jessie pouted a little feeling like Woody was making fun of her feelings.
Woody turned his head towards her, "Maybe," He said cheekily. Lips turning into a smile, he planted a kiss on the tip of Jessie's nose, leaving her completely speechless.
A/N OMG! I updated this! I really want to finish this one. A/N