I hope you enjoy this chapter. Includes some Buzz/Jessie.

Two nights later, while Bonnie was attending open house at Sunnyside with her parents, her toys were holding a special ceremony in Jack's honor. Only it wasn't a funeral service: it was a commemoration for his integrity and marvelous bravery. They used the long hallway rug in place of a red carpet. Several of the toys were seated on the floor on opposite sides of the rug. Woody, Buzz, and Pricklepants were standing on a pile of board games that served as a stage. Mitsy walked at Jack's side up the aisle as they faced the three officials presiding the whole affair. Trixie had found a CD of patriotic band music from the Andersons' collection and set it to play in the CD player. Mitsy backed up and stood to the side, her face beaming.

Jessie smiled fondly at Buzz who stood proudly on the platform, seriously savoring his role in this solemn occasion. To his cowgirl, he looked every bit as strong, robust, handsome, sharp, and proud as he had on their wedding day. Jessie made sure no one else was watching, and she softly blew the Space Ranger a kiss, to which he returned with a subtle salute.

Pricklepants stepped forward and spoke loud and clear. "We are gathered together here tonight to commemorate the outstanding heroism of the newest member in our community." For such a fearless dog, Jack bit his lip, shy at all this special attention. He was glad his back was to the audience. If he was able to, he'd be blushing. The hedgehog stepped back as Woody walked forward in his place. In his hands he was holding a medal that Dolly, Mrs. Potato Head, Jessie, and Trixie had made for Jack. They'd sewn together ribbons from Bonnie's crafting supplies to form a red, white, and blue strap and then glued a plastic little gold jewel in the middle, and embellished it with gold glitter so that it sparkled.

"Jack," Woody said with pride and admiration," for conspicuous bravery in risking your life to save another, and putting her safety before yours, it is my great honor to present you with this medal. Receive this as a token of our respect and friendship for you." Jack bowed his head with closed eyes as Woody placed the medal around the large dog's neck. Jack slowly raised his head and faced the audience but kept his eyes on the floor. Jessie was the first to stand up and began clapping, and the others followed with whistling, hooting, cheering, and she yodeled happily.

Mitsy eagerly clapped along with all her wonderful friends. She was savoring every moment of this special memory. It was more than just a commemoration of Jack's bravery: it was a time of rejoicing in being together and being alive after almost losing each other. Yes, they were all at home safe, loved and needed by Bonnie, and most of all...they were together! She looked fondly at Woody. He smiled warmly and winked at her and she responded signing thank you with her hand. The cowboy signed back you're welcome. Then everyone joined voices in singing Auld Lang Syne as the song's lyrics filled the air from the CD player.

The toys continued to celebrate with several rounds of fun dancing together. And this time, Rex didn't trip in the middle of his number with Trixie. He stood on one foot and twirled effortlessly around perfectly in time to the music and landed steadily on both feet. Trixie gaped cheerfully, and all the other toys clapped extra loudly for him...even Potato Head.

Then, with a little help from Woody and Mrs. Potato Head, the music flowed into a Spanish tune. Jessie glanced with a squint at Buzz, who bit his lip nervously. He tried to appear nonchalant and stare at the ceiling, but suddenly his legs began twisting and he couldn't stop. He twirled to the middle of the dance floor, and Jessie gleefully sprinted toward him. The song became more lively, and together the Lightyear toys tangoed and did the samba, much to everyone's delight. Jack's jaw dropped. He patted the floor with his paw in applause with everyone else, but he was flabbergasted.

"Where did they pick that up?" Jack asked Dolly.

"Oh, Jessie would be more than happy to tell you." Dolly chuckled.

"I'm impressed!" Jack exclaimed. "I did not see that coming."

"Well, they're an impressive couple." Mrs. Potato Head stated.

"Hey, folks? Everyone come out on the floor!" Woody announced. What followed was a series of square dancing. Buzz wasn't too smooth at it, even after all these years that Jessie had tried to teach him. Jack pretty much just flopped around. Woody called out the moves, happily snapping his fingers and clapping his hands in time to the music. When the music stopped, Jack began doing somersaults and his own doggie fashion dance moves as Mitsy joined him, gracefully sweeping herself under and around his legs. He wrapped his large tail around her, then released her and Mitsy happily twirled like a ballerina. They finished as Jack knelt down with his front paws on the floor, and Mitsy standing tip-toe on his snout, her arms extended as if she'd fly away any minute. Jessie hooted and hollered as everyone else clapped.

The festivities finally ended when Trixie put on softer songs. Most of the toys chose a dancing partner. Jack was sitting on the sidelines. "You want to dance, Jack?" Mitsy asked. Jack sighed and looked at her sympathetically.

"Thanks, Precious. But I think I'll sit this one out. I'll watch you from right here." Jack answered. "I'll just keep Slink company."

"Slink?" Mitsy cocked her head.

"I'm good. It'll give us a chance to get to know each other better." Slink smiled. Mitsy bit her lip curiously.

"Okay." She sighed. Her eyes fell on a lonely figure sitting by himself on the makeshift stage.

Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head swayed close together with their eyes shut. Their three sons were already asleep, worn out from the excitement and so were the peas. Hamm, Buttercup, and Totoro were sitting on the sidelines having a quiet discussion about the newest cars coming out in the next year. Dolly, as she danced with Chuckles, waved happily to Buzz and Jessie who were smoothly dancing, still looking like newlyweds. Rex and Trixie sat this one out but leaned back and forth to the music. Bullseye sat down next to Slinky and Jack.

"How are ya feelin', pal?" Slinky asked Jack.

"I really hate to say it, but I'm a bit tuckered." Jack sighed. "I'm sure that in a couple days, I'll feel like my old self again."

"I hope so. So, what do you think of Bonnie? And all our pals? Ya think you're gonna like living here?" Slinky asked.

"Oh, of course!" Jack barked happily. "Bonnie's adorable. She's a lot like how our Maddie was, Slink. And they all seem like a great bunch of toys, though I haven't gotten to truly know all of them."

"Well, you've got plenty of time for that now." Slinky responded.

"Do you mind if I call you, Slink?" Jack inquired.

"Aw, no! I like it. All the fellas here call me that. I'd be happy for ya to!" Slinky wagged his tail happily. "It already feels like you belong, Jack. And hearing ya call me by my nickname, makes me feel like we are old friends. I'm so glad you're here. And I'm so glad to see Mitsy happy again."

Jack stared at the princess. "Yes, me too." He sighed.

Woody was sitting quietly on the stage, leaning on his knees with his arms folded. He wore a mingled smile of both joy and sadness. He was truly enjoying the unexpected, wonderful celebration, but...there was still one person, one toy that he sorely wished was here at his side. She would've thrown herself passionately into the swing of things, sharing her princess friend's happiness. He felt that she would tell him right now to go out and join in the fun, but he preferred to remain in the background. Mitsy approached him. "Hey. Ya having fun?" Woody smiled at her.

"Yes, I am!" Mitsy grinned sheepishly, with her hands clasped together. She turned her head back at the dancing group, then glanced back at Woody. "Woody, will you like to dance with me?" She asked.

"Eh, that's okay." Woody grinned nervously, shaking his head. I really don't feel like it, but I don't want her to know that, he thought to himself.

"Oh." Mitsy sighed, biting her lip. "Okay." She turned her back to him, but she looked a little disheartened.

Woody, you should be ashamed, a voice seemed to smack him upside in his mind.

"Huh? What?" Woody sputtered.

This is a special night for her! Don't be an old stick in the mud. This is no time to be feeling sorry for yourself! She's disappointed. Go on! Get out there and have a good time!

"Okay, Bo. You're right." Woody sighed quietly. He stood up and tapped the little princess on the shoulder.

"Yes?" She looked up at him curiously.

"Come on, Little Bit." He smiled, taking her small hand. "I'll dance with ya. Let's go." Mitsy smiled widely and trotted happily at his side.

"Thanks, Big Guy." She chuckled. They took their places on the dance floor and Woody gently led her along to the music. The highest tip of her crown just reached the bottom of his badge, but they didn't care. After a few of some of the most terrible days of their lives in which he'd tried to keep his 'little girl' safe and help her through her sorrow, they could both bask in this moment of peace, relief, and happiness.

"Hopefully, someday, she'll be brought back to you," Mitsy said, looking up at him, breaking the silence. Woody's jaw dropped and he stared down at her.

"Yeah." He said quietly, smiling. Then he stared their friends around them. He did miss Bo at this moment, but he was thankful to be surrounded by toys who cared deeply about him. He glanced down at Mitsy who had her eyes shut and a big smiled on her face. Heh, heh. My little dreamer, he chuckled fondly in thought.

Buzz was startled awake by the movement of Jessie frantically tossing and turning next to him in the bean bag. "No! NO! Don't! Oh, please don't!" She shrieked. Buzz instantly sat up and shook her shoulders.

"Jessie? Jessie!" He declared, trying to wake her. "Wake up! I'm here! Wake up, Jessie. Wake up!" The cowgirl's eyes fluttered open and they bulged widely in panic. She was gasping frightfully and Buzz could feel her shoulders shaking profusely.

"B-B-Buzz?" She stammered sadly.

"Yes, Jessie. I'm right here. It's okay. We're all safe. We're at Bonnie's." Buzz said reassuringly. He gently stroked her cheek and she tightly gripped his wrist with both hands. She squeezed her eyes shut and started to weep.

"I-it's you. You're here," She cried in a muffled voice. Buzz scooted closer and scooped her into his lap. She clung to him for dear life.

"Yes, Jessie. I'm right here." He said softly. "You were just dreaming. Are you okay?"

"It was all so...so real!" Jessie whimpered.

"Was it about the dump again?"

"No." Jessie shook her head. "I dreamed that we were in the warehouse again. You, Rex, Trixie, Potato Head, and I were all in the storage closet again. Bo Peep was there too! She'd been captured too by those nasty varmints. We were still waiting for Woody, Mitsy, and Slink to come back. Then it was when Trixie told us that the gang was coming. We all tried to hide, but they...they burst in on us before we had the chance!" Buzz softly stroked her braid. "They cornered poor old Rex and were going to knock his block off with a hammer," Jessie continued in a shuddering voice. "Spike snatched Bo Peep in his claws and climbed the shelf with her. You rushed forward to save her, but that horrid bird held you back and you couldn't get away! I scrambled up after the devil. He reached the top and then...then he...he..." Jessie sobbed and clasped the sides of her head with both hands. Buzz pulled her closer to himself.

"He...he...he threw her down to the concrete floor. She...she...she shat-shattered to...to tiny smithereens! It was horrible! I...I sprang forward to give him a taste of his own medicine, but then he grabbed me! There was...was.." Jessie shivered violently and her face was filled with horror. "There was a small box just below us! He lifted me high in the air and told his thugs to open it. I screamed, and looked around for you! You were still on the floor, held back by that falcon. You shouted and bellowed but they didn't listen. Then Spike...he...he threw me in! And they...t-they closed the flaps before I could get out!" At this point, Jessie was hyperventilating and Buzz just held her close. He gently rocked back and forth with her in his arms. After about 20 minutes, her breathing became more even but she was still shaking.

"Are you okay?" Buzz asked, trying to break the tense silence.

"Some better," Jessie answered and sighed. "Just hold me for a little while longer. Please?"

"Sure thing." Buzz said. He leaned down on his back, with Jessie resting her head on his shoulder. "Everything's okay, Jessie. We're all here. We're safe. And I'm so glad that your nightmare isn't what really happened there! That didn't happen. We're still together."

Jessie wearily looked into his eyes and weakly smiled. "Yes. We are. I love you, space toy." She whispered contentedly. Then she sighed and closed her eyes.

"I love you, cowgirl." Buzz smiled back.

It was well past midnight, but a few toys couldn't sleep for anything. Jack cautiously climbed out of Bonnie's grasp and made his way up to the window sill that was illuminated the most by the moonlight. There, he found his precious charge. "What are you thinking about, Sweetie?" He asked. She turned her head to face him and smiled widely.

"I was watching the stars," She responded warmly, "and thinking about what a wonderful night this has been. I was musing on how good life is right now. Oh, Jack. The passed few days, the world felt so dark and heavy through my eyes. But not anymore! Right now, I feel like I couldn't be any happier! I'm so glad you're back. I love you." Jack licked her face.

"I love you too, Precious," He panted. "I'm glad too that we're together again. It looks like your friends have been an amazing family."

"Oh! They have!" Mitsy exclaimed passionately. "They're all so wonderful. We'd all be lost without each other. And now you're here too!" She snuggled up next to the German Shepherd, clasping her arms around his leg. "Isn't Bonnie just a sweetheart?"

"Yes. She sure is," Jack grinned. "Such a lovely child. She has beautiful eyes. She reminds me of Maddie."

"Jack, you're my best friend, but these guys are the best toys you'll ever know! You couldn't ask for better friends in the whole world! The passed few days, when I thought that...that you were truly gone...forever, all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and forget time. I just wanted to die." Jack placed his large paw on her arms and she rubbed her head against his leg. "But these toys wouldn't stand by and let that happen, Jack," Mitsy continued. "Because they care too much. Slinky, Jessie, Buzz...Woody, they all...their friendship, our circle of family: that is what kept me sane!" The princess was looking up at her faithful, kind old dog. "Them and Bonnie. After the Smiths' fire, I was all alone. Terribly alone. But, Jack? Even though losing you to death was more painful because I'd never, ever see you again-for sure this time-, this time I wasn't alone. This time I was surrounded by kind, loving friends and had a child to come home to. That is what made all the difference!"

"I'm deeply grateful for that." Jack said solemnly.

"If only Bo Peep was here." Mitsy said longingly, glancing back at Woody who was sleeping next to Bonnie. "If only she could see you now, and be here to actually meet you in person! Then everything would be perfect."

"Who is that?" Jack asked.

"Someone very special," Mitsy said passionately. "Well, another someone very special." She smiled. Jack had always been special to her, and Bo Peep was very special indeed, to Woody more than any of the other toys.

After some tender moments of silent pondering and basking in each other's presence, Mitsy climbed onto Jack's back and they carefully descended from the window sill. They slowly walked around the room before going back to bed. Mitsy's heart grew warmer with the sight of each good friend. Jack glanced at them in the dark but silhouetted from the night light, respect growing for them but also rising curiosity about each one's life adventures. Hamm was snoring from his sleeping spot on the nightstand and Buttercup was perched on top of Bonnie's headboard where she'd left him. Mitsy and Jack stared at the two smart aleks. "Those two," Mitsy shook her head, chuckling. "They can be such nuisances at times. But, you know? Life wouldn't be the same without them." Jack chuckled and kept walking, his soft paws making light plops on the hard wood floor.

The Potato Head family were contentedly sleeping on the tea table, Mr. with his arms lovingly, protectively around his wife. "They can be sweet, especially Mrs. Potato Head," Mitsy said. Jack glanced skeptically back at his princess.

"That's not how I remember it!" He exclaimed. He definitely remembered Potato Head's obvious distrustful manner towards him, and his chip on the shoulder attitude.

"I said they can be," Mitsy corrected herself. "With him? It's a very rare thing!" Yet, she felt a warm glow in her heart for the grumpy spud as she remembered how earnestly he had apologized to her for his harshness. "You almost never see it in him, but she is definitely the rosy one. I can't imagine our family without her! Such a kind lady. But," Mitsy said in a warning tone, "don't cross the line with her! If you rile her, she can become a real baked potato, and you will get burned!" Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Really?" He asked in surprise and curiosity. He couldn't picture the gentle, caring looking lady spud in the said frenzy. "Well then, I guess I'd better watch my step, huh?" Mitsy giggled but nodded, wide-eyed.

"Mm-hmm!" She agreed. Buzz and Jessie were cuddled together on the bean bag, both smiling in their sleep. Jessie's head was nestled into Buzz's shoulder and his hand was affectionately placed over her "yarnful of hair". Jessie's hat was tilted to the side over both their heads.

"So, tell me," Jack said in a sarcastic tone, "How did they end up together? How does a cowgirl meet and fall in love with a guy from space? Forgive me for being cynical, but that's certainly not the first picture that would pop into my mind when referring to a suitable suitor." Mitsy grinned widely, shaking her head.

"Well, that's a long story." Mitsy laughed. "It was fun, sweet, and exciting to see it unfold though. I'm sure they would enjoy telling you about it. But they knew each other for over a decade, and they didn't get married 'til last year!"

"I think that's too long." Jack said. "Did it take them that long to understand how they felt about each other?"

"It took them that long to understand each other's feelings. And to admit it to each other. But look at them. Don't they compliment each other really good?"

"I guess I have plenty of time to find out. I'm very interested in listening to their story." Jack grinned. He had to admit to himself that he was surprised to find that Mitsy didn't yet have a boyfriend or suitor by now flocking around her. Or...did she? Was she keeping such a secret from him? Hmm. I'll have to ask Slinky. Jack thought to himself.

As they stepped quietly towards Bonnie and her pillows, Slinky raised his head and smiled at them. Mitsy hopped off and crouched down beside her favorite pal. "Everything's okay, Slink," She whispered.

"I know." The dachshund nodded. "I'm just happy that you're happy." Then he closed his eyes and lay his head back down as Mitsy affectionately rubbed his ears. She kissed the top of his head.

"I love you, little buddy." She grinned. Pricklepants snored softly at his spot near the edge of the bed. Bullseye slept contentedly with Bonnie's arm around him, near their beloved cowboy doll, Woody. The sheriff was sleeping soundly as the princess and dog came close.

"He's such a great guy," Mitsy whispered fervently to Jack, admiring the band's faithful leader. "We all love him dearly and have tremendous respect for him."

"It shows." Jack said quietly, nodding. Woody heard the voices and his eyes fluttered open.

"I...I wasn't snoring again, w-was I?" He yawned, but looked at them pitifully, embarrassed if their answer was 'yes'.

"Well, who doesn't around here?" Jack chuckled lowly so as not to wake Bonnie.

"Oh no!" Woody groaned quietly, gritting his teeth. "Well, sorry."

"You were not," Mitsy spoke up. "Jack and I were just talking about you, that's all."

"What did I do now?" Woody asked, his shoulders sagging and his eyes droopy with desired sleep.

"Oh, more than anyone could ever ask for!" Mitsy grinned widely. Woody's eyes widened and he sat up straight. He was definitely awake now!

"Look, you guys," he quietly pleaded. "Whatever it is, please tell me so that we can get it cleared up and get some sleep! I'm sorry for whatever it is I did, though I honestly can't think of anything...at least not at this moment. What is it?" The other two toys chuckled and Woody stared, confused at their big smiles. He dreaded the root of their humor. Yikes! They must have something really good on me! He panicked in thought. Stop rubbing it in, you guys! Just tell me! I'm tired. But before he could say those very words, Mitsy smiled warmly and threw her arms around his neck, clasping his big head in a tight hug. Woody just sat there, flabbergasted.

"I love you, Sheriff," she said happily, "and we all care about you deeply, more than you'll ever know. Because you care so much for all of us." She looked at him happily. Woody stared at them, tired, confused, and surprised. But slowly, he smiled back and grabbed the princess close in a squeezing bear hug. She giggled softly, reminding him even more of what it would be like to have a daughter.

"Mm mm." Woody grunted, patting her back, then pulled her away from himself. "Well, at least my mind can rest at ease tonight, knowing that I'm not the root of some joke! Or...or am I?"

"No, Sheriff." Jack said, shaking his head. "We just wanted to show you some appreciation."

"Well, thank you." Woody smiled back, then yawned again. "You guys are really great, each and every one of you."

"Well, I'd better get back in my spot before Bonnie wakes up and thinks I got lost." Jack said.

"Yeah. Well, good-night, guys." Woody lied back down again, but he wasn't able to close his eyes before the princess gave him another good-night hug. He sighed but ran his fingers through her hair. She sat up and smiled at him.

"Good-night, Bug Guy." She said. "And thank you...for everything. Thank you for being you."

"Good-night," Woody whispered. "I'm so happy to see you've got your smile back!" She stood up and he pulled his hat down over his eyes.

Jack curled back up under Bonnie's other arm. The princess cuddled up next to him. "I'm here." Jack said. "I'm not going anywhere!"

"Just making sure." Mitsy snickered, and hugged him tightly. He placed a large paw around her. "Well, I'd better let you be so that you can get some sleep. Good-night, Jack."

Woody listened and sighed with relief. The passed few days had been rough for him and his family: being held hostage by the brutal Spikes Toy Gang and tortured, conflicts among themselves born out of fear, all the incredible stress of trying to escape together with their lives, watching horrible tragedy unfold before their eyes, and most difficult of all, trying to comfort Mitsy during her terrible grief over her heavy loss. But now, they were home safe with Bonnie and each other-and in one piece too-and Mitsy's sorrow had miraculously been granted into joy. A couple days ago, Woody had been so at sea,-they all had-not knowing for sure how to help ease the princess's heartache. Woody could still remember how helpless he'd felt when she broke down and he would've given anything in the world to take away her pain, but was unfairly powerless to do so. But everything had worked out for the best, and that was in the past now! Her smile, so full of cheerfulness and her zest for life had returned, which was a breath of fresh air to the sheriff and the rest of the family. Now he could truly rest, not only his body, but also his mind and let it just soak in the good fortune in life that had come their way. He instantly started to dream and was transported to a white, golden, and pink world where one very dear face looked down at him, smiling her sweet, gentle smile and her silhouette was reflected with golden rays shining behind her. In his dream, Bo Peep was there for him, in his heart and in his hope.

"Good-night, Precious," Jack smiled fondly. "Sweet dreams."

"Thank you." Mitsy whispered to Jack, then slowly headed for her spot next to Dolly on the bookshelf where Bonnie had put her earlier. She was only a small princess doll, but tonight her heart felt as big as the world itself and she felt she'd just burst with joy, to infinity and beyond!

THERE! It's done! I don't intend to make all my fanfic stories centered on the princess, but I hope somebody liked this one. I hope I was able to capture and bring out the strength of family and devotion that we've seen and felt from these beloved toys through the movies. Thanks to everyone who left reviews and gave me unexpected ideas! Your support was helpful. Thank you.