My first fanfiction here and my first Toy Story fanfiction period! I fell in love with Jessie/Buzz with Toy Story 3 and finally had to put this on paper (well.. sort of). This will be multi-chaptered and even though there's nothing worth a T-rating here, I'm going to go ahead and put it there so I don't forget in the future. I tried to make it somewhat historically accurate. Anyway, please R&R and I hope you enjoy!


Chapter 1 - Harbringer

Sheriff Woodrow "Woody" Pride sat behind his desk reading a letter from the state office in Austin. He had mixed feelings about its contents. On the one hand, he and his little one horse town could sure use another set of hands to keep the peace, but then again… it would be hard to integrate an outsider into the "family practice" that was Anderville law enforcement. Not that he had a choice in the matter. This newcomer would be arriving on his doorstep one way or another in less than a week. He leaned back in his chair and sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. His gaze left the elegant handwriting of the Austin Chief of police to the window of his office, his thoughts swirling like a dirt-devil. Outside, it was a typical Texan day: the sky was blue, the sun was hot, and the citizens were milling about in the streets going about their daily business.

Now where's that Deputy of mine… Woody thought with an affectionately scolding tone. As if on cue, a familiar whistling reached his ears, soon accompanied by his red-headed sister walking through the front door.

"Mornin', Sheriff!" she gave an ear-to-ear smile and hung her bright red hat on the rack by the door.

"Good morning, Jessie. Where've you been all morning?" he asked as he casually slipped the letter into a stack of random papers and documents.

"Mr. and Mrs. P found a few more of their cattle missin' this mornin'. He caught me on the way over and asked if I could ride around and try to find them."

"Did you?" he asked, knowing the answer.

"Nah. Just like all the others. Gone without a trace. Not a broken fence or carcass to be found. It's like they just sprouted wings and flew off!"

Woody laughed, "I doubt that's what happened. Likely a thief."

"Yah, that's what I figured, too."

"Mm… Keep a lookout for any sudden increases in cattle populations, okay?"

"You betcha!"

Woody looked back at the stack of papers and sifted out the letter that had occupied his thoughts since the post had come that morning. Jessie sat down at her own, smaller desk and got out some cloth and gun oil. Woody watched her as she unloaded her 6-round Colt pistol and slowly started cleaning off her beloved gun. He glanced down at the letter in front of him again and sighed again, silently this time.

Might as well go ahead and get it over with.

"Hey Jess."

"Yah, Sheriff?" she replied a bit absently as she peered down the chambers of the wheel.

"We're gonna be expectin' a new arrival this week."

"Oh? Tradesmen don't usually call ahead," she grinned but barely looked up from her task.

Woody shifted in his chair, trying to find a comfortable position before he dealt the final blow, "Not a tradesman. I got a letter from Austin. They're sending down a new guy fresh off training to help out around here."

This got her attention. She lowered her pistol and fixed her sharp green eyes on her brother, "Why? We didn't ask for anyone extra. We're doin' just fine out here? What's Austin got to do with anythin' out here? They don't know how to train their city boys to deal with life out in snake country! They outta keep to themselves and let us handle things how we see fit!"

Her voice got louder and slightly higher pitched with each sentence. Woody closed his eyes and rubbed circles onto his temple. He knew she'd react like this. She liked the simplicity of the two of them running the law in Anderville and took offense to anyone saying otherwise. The two had taken over after their father, the sheriff and only law enforcement Anderville had at the time, had passed and they bore their badges proudly. A non-family member was like a stain on their family history in her eyes.

"Jessie, we don't have a choice, okay? They're sending a…" he looked at the letter again, "Busby Lightyear out here by Friday."

Jessie snapped the chamber of her gun back into place with a loud, ominous click, a frown marring her freckled features. If Woody hadn't grown up with her temper, he might be afraid for his physical well being at this moment. He watched her as she started putting her cleaning cloths away and hesitated before clicking out the chamber wheel again to reload it, obviously frustrated that her previous act of anger had to go wasted. Closing the chamber more carefully this time, she re-holstered her weapon and looked at her brother again, "Fine. Fine! Just answer me this, where exactly are we gonna put him?" She gesture around the small office that barely housed their two desks comfortably.

To be honest, Woody hadn't really considered that. He'd been more concerned with breaking the news to Jessie to think that far ahead, "We'll just have to squeeze him in. And when he gets here, I want you to treat him with the respect that law enforcement deserves, you hear me? I don't want to see you giving him a hard time over hurt pride. He likely didn't ask for this assignment, so don't make it harder on him. That's an order."

He stood up with the last sentence and picked up his hat. With one last look at his sister's stubborn face, he swept out the door into the bright, mid-day sun. Jessie sat at her desk, her back ram-rod straight, eyes closed as she tried to calm herself.

Great. Just great… Some green city boy is gonna come in here and try to "update" the way things work around here with the new so called systems that they teach up in Austin. Fantastic. Well, we'll see how long he lasts out here. This ain't an easy life. Not many from the city can stand the simple life out here away from civilized society. I bet he'll be beggin' for a transfer inside a month. Yeah. We won't have to put up with this long.

With this thought in mind, she went about digging into the stack of paperwork that she'd been putting off, her face slightly more peaceful, if not necessarily happy.


I'll have the next chapter up soon!