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Andy wasn't home. It was late and yet Andy wasn't home, he never stayed out this late; mom wouldn't let him, had they gone away? Where was he? Why didn't he take Woody with him? Woody would have given anything to be away from this room, this night. The window was still open, the breeze was pouring in through the window and Woody could feel it blowing against him, he stepped out of the window, walking the roof of the house carefully until he came to the end.

It felt good, comforting, and right. He stared out at the stars as the tears on his face dried but replaced every now and then by a fresh one, the pain in his heart unending, the choice in his head…Never faltering.

All Woody ever wanted was for everyone to get along and live happily with Andy in his room, he was their owner, their protector at the end of the day. He loved each and every one of them and Woody loved them too, it was his born leadership values that truly made him the leader of Andy's toys, not just Andy alone.

Buzz…Buzz was altogether different, Woody had never in his wildest dreams, ever thought of being with another male toy. Way back when he first came to Andy he never thought of it and even now though he had feelings for Buzz he couldn't decide whether it was what he truly wanted, that made him feel awful, betrayal was a crime punishable by destruction and destruction was only steps away.

Woody moved towards the edge, his arms outstretched beside him. He imagined what Buzz must have felt like in Sid's house when he truly believed he could fly out of that window. His eyes tightly shut he felt the breeze push against him as he began to reach up to his tip toes, his whole body only now being supported by one constant breath of air, once that was gone he would fall to the concrete below never to be seen again.

Suddenly from behind a hand grabbed his shoulder, spinning him back around and gripping his arms tight.

"What the hell are you doing?" Buzz asked, every fibre in his body pouring with emotional distress.

"Get off me." Woody pulled back in anger, looking to Buzz with want.

"And let you fall?"

"That's what you wanted." He stated clearly.

"Are you insane? I was angry!" Buzz responded, from the sound of it he still was.

"Yeah well, so am I." Woody went to turn away but Buzz turned him back.

"Don't turn away from me, we need to talk."

"Talk? Since when did you ever want to talk, you're a man of action and adventure. To infinity and beyond!"

"Sarcasm doesn't suit you Woody, give it a rest."

"Go away Buzz, if you've come here to give me another lecture…" Woody finally was allowed to turn away; his head tilting back to look up at the stars.

"I wanted to tell you..." Buzz didn't finish his sentence, instead he let it drop and walked away.

Woody had really done it this time, Buzz was super angry, the others were too, something was really going wrong with this place and if Woody couldn't fix it then Andy wouldn't have any toys to come home to.

"I'll be back." He said to the wind and stars gently before taking a deep breath and walking back inside the room. As he gently climbed over the ledge he could hear voices below, a part of him wanted to listen but a part of him told him to run. So Woody crouched down and got close to the edge so he could listen in.

It was Buzz and Slinky.

"I keep thinking to myself I'm dreaming, that I'm going to wake up any second, then I remember the look on his face and the way he wouldn't give up on me and I think 'hell yeah Woody, you fight till the very end' and then I realize that part of Woody was more than likely just my imagination."

"Woody's never let me down, he's been my best buddy since I can remember, he taught me that I'm unique and an individual and that I have a right to say what I think just as much as any other toy, we go way back."

"Slinky is it so wrong?"

"I don't think so, if you love someone and they love you what does it matter?"

"He hurt me in a way, I thought he'd stand up and be strong, but he whimpered away and hid from Bo like her lost sheep. I've never seen that side of him…"

Woody stopped listening at that point, he hated being the subject of back chat but that was ridiculous, had he changed? What difference did being in love with Buzz make? Then it clicked, it didn't. Buzz was right; Woody had shied away from the truth because he was embarrassed of admitting to his friends that he was head over heels for Buzz.

He thought they might laugh and he'd look weak, but maybe he'd be wrong. One thing for sure was the tension was ripe and the air thick, Buzz wanted him to prove his love in front of his friends and to show him how much he cared, well that's what he was going to get. Woody started making plans.

Buzz sat down on a toy chest, one of Molly's toys that had ended up in Andy's room. It was an old battered looking thing, looked like she'd had it for ages. It was in his favourite nesting spot, just behind the desk, he'd found it way back when he first came here, he used it ever since.

There was a secret little dim light that you wound up to keep working, it stood in the corner, in the middle was a little make believe camp fire that he'd like to pretend was real from time to time, there was all sorts of nick-knack's hanging around, stuff that got chucked into the corner and never seen again, Buzz would make some use out of.

After he'd finished talking to Slinky about Buzz, Buzz decided now would be the perfect time to get away and hide out until the time of the meeting. To be honest he didn't want Woody to not be leader, it was important to him just as much as it was to Woody.

Buzz knew Woody was the perfect leader, in every way he shone through but it was hard for Buzz to admit that to him, when Buzz was trying to be angry at him for falling under Bo's spell again, it was almost like she was dragging him in to make the kill.

"Hunter." Buzz said to himself, kicking a bit of plastic across the way. What was he doing sitting here and feeling sorry for himself? If Woody didn't want to proclaim their love straight the way, what right did Buzz have to force him into doing so? It didn't make any difference to him, at the end of the day they could come here and no-one would ever disturb them, none of them liked coming here in the day let alone the night.

It troubled Buzz, it made him wonder and worry about everything he'd proclaimed to Woody that he should do. He shouldn't have made Woody chose, that was unfair and unjust and not like the righteous man he knew himself to be.

Catching Woody about ready to throw himself off a building was another thing entirely, that was scary, if he hadn't had been passing…The thought scared him, made his heart wrench suddenly and caused him to loose his breath. It didn't bare thinking about; Buzz would never have forgiven himself.

But why would Woody do such a crazy thing? Was he proclaiming his love for Buzz by following his angry words? Maybe it was simpler, maybe it was just that he was hurt, Buzz had been cruel and he hadn't meant to be, if Bo had let him speak he'd have taken his anger out on her instead of Woody, as it so happened he was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Buzz was confused, seriously and he wanted some shut eye, he wouldn't sleep, no way in case he missed dawn and Woody, no, he'd stay here and re-think everything over and over until he got it right.

"Bo?" Woody asked as he approached Molly's bedroom door. He peered around, hoping there wasn't an assault of flying objects directed at him. Thankfully there wasn't it was fairly dark as all the toys were in Andy's room.

"Bo..?" He said again gently. Finally he caught her silhouette on the floor next to a beach ball. She was gently tapping it so it rolled against a brick and then rolled back to her.

"Bo what are you doing in here?" He asked as he walked over. She looked up at him and turned her head away solemnly. "Bo…"

"Go away Woody, before I get mad."

"Bo…Please let me talk to you…"

"I don't want to talk, I don't want to listen I don't want hear or think or feel or look at you." She said sharply, he stopped and sat down slowly on the ground a fair bit away from her. She made no move and said nothing.

"Bo you know, the first time I met you I thought that every little thing in my life was perfect, here I was, this lone toy looking for a way and there you were, lighting it up. It was like love at first sight, I was happy. For a long, long time after that I was happy, free and eventually at rest. I thought that my life couldn't get any better, but then one day…One day I looked at you and realized, it wasn't you I was in love with, it was the idea of you, pretty young lady ma'am and me a rootin' tootin' cowboy…It just didn't seem right." So far Woody had been able to say what he needed; he just hoped she'd be silent a little longer so he could continue.

"I hated the thought that I was…Betraying your trust in me, but I couldn't tell you, I couldn't hurt you like that…Like now. You're my friend Bo, I want for you to be happy, for you to be as free as I feel with Buzz. Buzz isn't just my friend, when I'm with him he makes me feel like I could climb mountains and he'd be there with me, like I could parachute of a cliff and he'd be there with me. I guess it's a guy thing but, I don't know…I…I love him Bo, with everything I am, please just let me go, let me be happy, don't be mad at me for something I cant control, it's my heart and it's decided on Buzz."

There was a silence, she said nothing, she never reiterated, never spat evilly like before, she just pushed the ball and watched it come back a few times. Maybe this was her way of healing? Woody didn't know but he decided to get up and move closer. He made it to her side unharmed and sat next to her, watching her for a long moment, then gently and slowly he placed his arm around her shoulders and pulled her face into his shoulder.

There she cried, she cried like a baby, like a heartbroken teenager, she sobbed uncontrollably for the longest while. Woody didn't mind, he rubbed her shoulder and attempted to comfort her in any way he knew possible.

After a long moment of tense silence, tears and almost tantrums...Woody finally let her pull back, her stained face made her look a little silly, but he didn't mind, he wiped her tears and kissed her cheek but only briefly and silently, after that he pulled away and stood up. "Come on, let's go find Jessie."

"Jessie? Why Woody?"

"Well, she's mad at me too, figure if I've got my evil partner in crime, I may have a chance of finding her friendship again too." He winked at Bo and she stood up smiling and drying her face.

"I have to go to the meeting…"

"I know…"

"I can call it of Woody, they…I stirred everything up….Maybe I can…"

"No…No Bo, let it continue, I have to say something and it's the perfect time."

"Are you going to step down?"

"We'll see." Woody smiled and took her hand, leading her out of Molly's bedroom and into Andy's.

"I'll see if I can find Bullseye. She'll probably be with him." Bo went off in one direction, but Woody went off in another. As he searched the highs and lows he paused, ahead, coming out from behind the bed sheets that drooped over the bed was Buzz and Jessie…

"Thanks for understanding. I'll make it up to you…" Buzz spoke gently and kissed her cheek. Woody almost threw himself off that ledge in that very moment. Had Buzz just made it up with Jessie and was going to continue his relationship with her? His heart was pounding and Jessie was walking towards him, what to do? Where to hide? He attempted to lean back and pretend nothing happened but the bed sheet fell through and he landed on his behind.

"Woody?" Jessie said curiously as he got to his feet.

"Err yeah." Woody finally fumbled, looking to her. There was a tense silence, he had, had it all planned out, what to say and when and how to say it…But now he wasn't sure what she'd been talking about with Buzz.

"Listen, Jessie…"

"No, Woody its okay." Jessie interrupted. "I spoke with Buzz, he and I…We were only ever really friends, we…We thought it was right but I'm just not the right person for him."

"Your not?" Woody asked shocked.

"No, he wants you." Jessie moved closer. "I was angry at you for sure, but now I'm over it, after all you did save me from going to Japan and all."

"It's not just about that Jessie though." Woody walked over to a yo-yo and sat on it. "You're my friend and I feel like I've betrayed that friendship you entrusted in me. That kind of trust that helped you jump off that plane with me."

"Ah you're a cowboy alright Woody, always robbing from the rich to give to the poor."

"That's Robin Hood."

"Of course." She winked, walking over to him and placing her hand on his shoulder. "But I know somewhere deep inside that noggin' of yours there a cowboy who taught me that life is worth living no matter who you are. Woody I could never thank you enough for bringing me and Bullseye back."

"I could never have let you go."

Jessie smiled, Woody shone more as a leader now than ever. But he still looked so solemn. "Why the long face cowboy?"

"Two words." He looked to her and they spoke in unison.

"Buzz Lightyear."

Jessie laughed and rubbed his shoulder, "Give him a chance Woody, you'll see. He's not all bad."

"Are you okay with this?" He asked her seriously, she nodded excitedly. "More than ever cowboy, I still get to shoot balls with my rootinist tootinist cowboy in the Wild, Wild West."

Woody laughed, standing, he was about to speak when he noticed the sun was coming up through the window. It was almost dawn.

He made his way slowly through the crowd, looking around at all the faces, some or most were pleased to see him, the only person he was really looking for was Buzz. Would he even show up? Woody hoped so. He climbed the ladder and up to the top of the desk. There, stood with his arms crossed was Buzz Lightyear, in all of his glory…Woody only hoped and prayed that his plan would work and that now he was friends with most of the toys again…He wouldn't loose his place as leader.

Bo and Jessie joined them on top and both smiled to the pair stood separate from each other. Neither of them looking in either's direction.

"I called this meeting to decide the fate of our leader Woody." Bo began addressing the toys below. "I thought he was incompetent, lacking value and didn't have the toys best interests at heart. His relationship with Buzz only highlighted that." She looked to him and he sighed.

"But I was wrong." He immediately looked back to her, shock on his face. "Woody has never been more strong, his heart belongs to Buzz, but his values belong to Andy. I was blinded by self importance and more importantly heart ache. But now I realize I miss lead you all, I lied to you all to get you to feel sorry for me and Jessie. It was pitiful and I am ashamed, I have recently spoken with Woody, with Buzz…" Bo had spoken with Buzz? Woody wondered when this happened.

"And I know for a fact that if anyone could lead us into the next phase of existence, to the next life after Andy…It would be them two." She paused a moment looking to them all. "I say we call off this meeting, I retract the call and I'm sorry." The crowd began to talk amongst themselves.

"Eh why not, I wanna play Battleship anyway." Hamm said and began to walk off with Mr. Potatohead and Rex.

"Wait!" Woody shouted and they stopped. "Wait I have something to say too." It was now or never.

"I…" He looked to Buzz as he stumbled, he couldn't get his words out, and he'd never opened his heart to them before. It was a sign of weakness. Buzz looked hopeful for a moment, but then it went as the toys began to disperse again. Buzz shook his head and went towards the window, not to throw himself off the ledge, mind, just to get away.

Woody felt it all building up inside of him, like a massive volcano about to erupt. Finally it did and he grabbed Bo's cane and stomped it loudly on the desk three times. "Wait." He called and they again stopped, Buzz stopped and turned back, one leg out of the window.

"I have something to say and I'm gonna say it. As your leader I am bound into protecting you from harm. I will do that. I will do everything and anything I can to be the best leader I can." He turned and looked directly at Buzz.

"I'll do it with Buzz, my second in command and my best friend, my lover and soul mate. My world and my heart. Buzz Lightyear, I love you and I want the world to know it."

The toys laughed a little and Hamm shouted up. "Are you finished? We get the point." They dispersed this time for good, but Woody didn't care, Bo and Jessie smiled and left the two there staring at each other.

"Buzz, if I don't have you I don't have a reason to carry on living. So if you heading for that ledge take me with you and throw me off because I'm not ready to think of a life without you in it. You mean everything to me, you're my dreams and my future but more importantly you're the best friend I never had apart from Andy. I saw you and my whole world suddenly made sense, I can't imagine infinity and beyond without you Buzz."

Woody walked to him slowly, dropping the cane and standing right before him. "I love you." He said simply.

Buzz stared at him, unable to believe everything that had just happened; Woody had really just done what he never thought he would do. He confessed his love.

Woody wasn't finished either. "Come on." Woody held out his hand. "I want to show you something."

Buzz took it slowly, stepping back in and following Woody off the desk, out of Andy's room and downstairs, all the way outside to the backyard, up on top of the dog house for Buster. Once there he sat Buzz down, kneeling behind him, Woody wrapped his arms around Buzz's neck and kissed it slowly. The sun was just at the point where it was colouring the sky beautiful colours as dawn broke.

"Woody?" Buzz asked, bringing his hand up to touch the cowboys hand on his chest. Woody whispered.

"Shh."

Buzz sat quietly for a moment, suddenly out of the sky a bird flew past, over their heads at great speed and the sun broke through the clouds, a breeze hit their faces gently, warmness filled their boots. It was an incredibly beautiful moment, and in the background, Wheezy began to sing softly, a country song called "the house that built me."

The words weren't important, but that particular line was, "The house that built me." Woody whispered those words as Wheezy sung them from the bedroom window. Whilst he carried on singing, Woody leant against his partners back, his arms still wrapped around Buzz's neck.

"All I have and all I'll ever be, is right here with you making memories."

"Woody…" Buzz blushed; Woody smiled and kissed his cheek looking into his eyes over his shoulder.

"Don't tell me the space ranger is blushing, Buzz Lightyear is that colour I see in your cheeks?"

"Woody…I'm sorry." Buzz lowered his head a little but Woody lifted it up to look him in the eyes.

"Buzz none of that matters, the only thing that matters now is you and me, if anything I should be sorry, sorry for making you feel the way you did. It should never have come to that."

"But…"

"No more butts, just be quiet, smile for me and listen to the music. Andy will be home soon."

Buzz smiled and as they gazed out into morning the only thought that filled his head was Woody, their life and their future. Andy had made him, Buzz loved him and the world was their ocean, now and always.