Author's Note: Sorry about the last chapter...I reread it and I realized it was kind of boring...I promise though it's vital to the story and I hope you will want to continue to read! I decided to make up for the last chapter and I kinda put two chapters together here. These chapters keep getting LONGER and LONGER! :D Anyway, hope you enjoy it!

"Trixie? Trixie! Trixie, wake up!"

Trixie turned to face the source of the noise. She was confused to see Woody and Buzz standing there. She quietly waited for Woody to continue.

"Trixie, we need your help," Woody said.

Trixie lay back down, ready to go back to sleep, and said, "If you're talking about defeating Zurg, I can't help you there."

Woody, confused, looked at Buzz. Buzz just shrugged and nodded towards Trixie as she began to open her mouth to say more.

"Don't tell Rex, but I entered the cheat code that gave Buzz unlimited life."

Woody chuckled at this, but Buzz kicked him in the shin, and Woody grew serious again.

"Uh, Trixie, we need your help in finding Jessie. I have a phone number here and…"

"Ooh ooh!" Trixie exclaimed, immediately waking up, "I'll start up the computer!"

The three made their way out of the toy box and headed towards the computer. They climbed up the chair and Trixie pressed the power on button with one of the horns on her head. After Trixie had started it up, she looked at Woody expectantly.

"What's the number?"

Woody handed the piece of paper he had written it on to her.

"You still have this after all these years?" Buzz asked.

Woody grinned sheepishly at him.

"Like I said, Lightyear, I wanted to call her, but I was never brave enough."

"I'm glad you kept it," Buzz replied.

"Somehow I knew this would come in handy."

"Guys guys!" Trixie exclaimed, interrupting their conversation, "I found it!"

Buzz and Woody turned their attention to the monitor. A map had been pulled up on the screen; a path from Bonnie's house to the little girl's house was highlighted. It was only a few blocks away.

Buzz grabbed a piece of paper and started to draw the path when Trixie stopped him.

"I can just print it," she said simply.

"Won't that wake Bonnie up?" Woody asked nervously.

"Naw…she's a deep sleeper." With that being said, the printer turned on and the image on the computer screen was copied to the sheet of paper Buzz held in his hands.

"Thanks Trixie," Buzz said.

"No problem," she grinned.

"Well, are you ready Buzz?" Woody asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Buzz nodded.

"You two aren't going by yourselves, are you?" Trixie asked, horror showing through her tiny eyes.

"We have too," Woody replied quickly.

"Besides," Buzz added, "Bonnie needs you guys here. Everyone will have to cover up for Woody and I while we're gone. If more than a couple of Bonnie's toys disappeared, it wouldn't look good."

Woody nodded in agreement and began to leave when Trixie shouted, "Wait!"

"Shh! You'll wake Bonnie up!" Woody whispered.

"Sorry," she apologized, "But you two can't just leave! You'll need help! Let me come with you!"

"I'm sorry Trixie, but it would be best if you stayed here," Buzz replied, "You need to stay here and explain to the toys why we've left. You need to be strong while we're away. Promise me you'll do this for us; promise you'll do this for Jessie."

"And Bo," Woody quickly added.

Trixie looked at the two toys in silence and nodded. She turned the computer off and headed back towards the toy box. She turned to see the two toys heading out the door and smiled.

"Good luck guys," she whispered as she climbed back into the toy box.

Woody and Buzz made their way down the stairs and out the pet door. They quickly raced across the patio to the bushes along the fence. Buzz shuddered as they hid in the bushes; his thoughts racing back on how he had been here when Jessie had been taken, unable to save her at the time. He quickly pushed the thought out of his mind and focused on what he had to do.

"Buzz, the coast is clear," Woody whispered as he reentered the bushes, "Let's go."

The cowboy led the way as the space ranger quickly followed. It looked like this was going to be easier than they thought. It was a quiet night. Hardly any cars were out, and all of the homes they passed were dark and quiet.

Woody's thoughts began to focus on Bo as he ran through the night. Did she still love him? He couldn't even remember the last thing he had told her. She had been sold about a year and a half ago. Though Woody could picture the scene well, he couldn't remember his final words to the love of his life. How often had he told her he loved her? Not often enough, Woody grimaced.

Buzz also began to daydream as he mindlessly followed the cowboy. He worried for Jessie. How was she handling her new environment? Was the little girl friendly to her? He hoped she wasn't like Sid. Was she able to sleep at night? She was still (and probably always would) be afraid of the dark. Being in storage for so many years didn't help. Buzz was her nightlight. She slept in his arms while Buzz's glow-in-the-dark spacesuit kept the darkness from engulfing her. How was she sleeping now without him?

All of these questions and concerns raced through his mind as Woody suddenly stopped. Buzz, unaware of any of his surroundings, ran into the back of Woody. Both toys fell to a heap on the ground, and Woody smacked Buzz.

"Pay attention!" Woody yelled.

"Sorry," Buzz quickly apologized.

Buzz turned to look at what Woody was staring at. About fifty feet in front of them stood a figure. Neither of the toys could make out who it was, but they didn't want to stick around to find out.

"We'll have to take a detour!" Woody whispered as he began to run across the street.

Buzz grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

"Woody, we can't cross the street!" Buzz hissed, "The person will see us!"

"No they won't! C'mon Buzz!"

Buzz rolled his eyes and followed Woody across the street. They hid behind a car that had been parked next to the curb, and Woody turned to face the figure. It hadn't moved, so he assumed the person hadn't seen them.

"Let's keep going, but stay out of the street lights."

Buzz looked back at the figure and could have sworn the person was staring at them. Buzz turned around and continued to closely follow Woody. Chills ran down Buzz's spine, but the toys pressed onward.

A few minutes passed when Woody stopped again.

"Why'd we stop, Woody?"

"We're here, Buzz."

Both stood across the street from the little girl's house.

"Ready, partner?" Woody asked.

Buzz nodded and the toys quickly crossed the street and ran up the driveway, ducking under the parked SUV.

"Buzz, we need to split up and search the house for a way in. You take the front of the house and I'll take the back."

Before Buzz could agree, Woody had already sprinted off towards the backyard. Buzz began to search the front of the house. The front door was locked and all of the windows were shut. Buzz tried to see if there was another way in, but it was to no avail.

Buzz perked up at the sound of Woody's voice. He called Buzz towards the back of the house to report what he had found.

"There's no way in through the back. What about the front?"

"Negative," Buzz sadly replied.

Woody thought for a second and looked up at the cloudy night sky.

"Buzz! The roof!" Woody yelled.

Buzz followed Woody's gaze to the stone chimney that poked out from the top of the roof. Buzz turned his eyes towards Woody, but Woody had already started towards the drain pipe. He began to climb up when Buzz called after him.

"Woody! Are you sure about this?"

"No! Come on Buzz!"

Buzz followed behind Woody as they inched their way up the plastic pipe. When they had reached the top, Woody peered down into the chimney.

"What do you see?" Buzz asked nervously.

"Darkness, and a whole lot of it," Woody gulped.

"How do we get down there?"

"Well, we could jump," Woody said, trying to make a joke out of their situation.

Buzz glared at Woody and replied, "Woody, now is not the time for you to practice standup comedy."

Buzz scanned the area and noticed a huge branch lying on the roof. He ran over towards it and tried to lift it up. Woody recognized what Buzz was trying to do and quickly went to help him. Both carried the branch over (not without a few breaks and bickering at another) and were able to lower it down into the chimney. Luckily, it had been long enough to where it could touch the bottom.

"Ladies first," Woody held out a hand gesturing for Buzz to go first.

"Ha ha very funny cowboy," Buzz said as he backtracked down the branch.