*Guys! We are soooo close to being one month away from the new Toy story movie! Who else is freaking out!? AHHH! Anyway, here is Chapter seven. Two more left, and there is a special guest character showing up in the next one!*

Back in Janie's room, Callie sat on the dresser, her legs brought close to her chest. She hoped that Jessie, Buzz, and the others would be able to find Woody. She may have only been dating him for four official days, but it felt like they've been together for a lifetime. He was the only one who ever saw her as carefree and beautiful. She wanted to be with him forever. Her thoughts were interrupted by Billy, who put an arm around her.

"Callie, my dear, He said. You ready to admit that your cowboy is gone and become my girlfriend now?"

"Get away from me, Billy." Callie said coldly.

"Here, I'll tell you what. You become my girlfriend, and I'll make you my deputy. Together we can take over this room and rule all the toys!"She pushed him away and stood to face him.

"Do you even know what being a sheriff is about? It's not about power or control. It's about protecting people against those that try to harm them. Woody knew that better than anyone. He treats everyone like family and makes sure that no one gets left behind, like a true hero does." Outraged by that remark, Billy grabbed her arm and pulled her close.

"Listen here you little wench. Your hero is dead and he is never coming back. So unless you'd like to go the same way he did, I suggest you do what I tell you, understand?"

"Go head and kill me, at least I'll be with Woody and not you, you psychotic murderer!" He raised his hand to slap her when Abbe and Belle came running into the room.

"Callie, they found him! They found Woody!" Abbe cried. She yanked her arm away from Billy.

"They did? Where are they?"

"In the living room, Belle said. But we're warning you, he's real beaten up." Callie glared at Billy, her hands curling into fists.

"Show me." They led her downstairs. In a corner of the living room, she saw Jessie crying in Buzz's arms and Slinky's head was lying on top of Woody's chest. Woody was lying on a small pillow. Dolly saw her coming over and walked towards her.

"Callie, I'm so sorry honey. We did everything we could, but it was too late." Dolly said sadly. Callie pushed by her and went over to the cowboy. She saw that his arms and legs had been slashed. His chest had been slashed as well. They had tried to sew it back together, but there was just too much damage. She sat beside Woody and touched his cheek.

"Oh Woody, I'm so sorry. I love you; I will always love you, Woody." She kissed him on the lips and then balled her hands into fists, springing at Billy. "You monster, you killed him! You don't deserve to wear that badge, you don't deserve to be sheriff and you sure as hell don't deserve me. I want nothing to do with you, you son of a bitch!" She slapped him across the face, but he retailed by grabbing her and forced her hands behind her..

"You know, I'm just so tired of your attitude, Callie. Billy said. You know what; I've decided I don't want you anymore, so I'm just going to get rid of you. Let's go, walk!" He pushed her outside and dragged her through the dirt.

"No!" Jessie yelled, jumping onto his back. She dragged him to the ground and held her foot firmly on his back. "You already killed my brother; I won't have you kill Callie too!"

"This doesn't concern you, you annoying little twit!" Jessie turned him to face her.

"It does when you mess with my friends and family!" She punched him square in the face and went to help Callie when Billy grabbed her by the hair and punched her back, making her fall to the ground. He pulled out his switchblade and raised it high above his head, ready to plunge it into Jessie when another knife struck his chest, resulting in an agonizing scream from Billy.

"Get away from them, Billy!" A voice called out. The three toys turned back to the porch and standing there, out of breath, was Woody.

"Woody! You're alive!" Jessie yelled. She and Callie ran over to Woody, hugging him.

"Oh Woody, I thought you were dead." Callie said, holding him tight. He kissed her forehead.

"This is not fair! I killed you!" Billy growled. Woody placed himself protectively in front of his girlfriend and sister.

"This does not involve them, Dixon! This is between you and me, so let's finish this!" Billy pulled the knife out of his back and Jessie handed Woody the other knife and the two cowboys clashed them together like swords. Stuffing flew everywhere: from Billy's leg and Woody's arm. Woody was even able to cut his badge off Billy's chest, which got lost in the grass. After a lot of swinging, Billy slashed the stitches on Woody's chest. Woody hissed in pain and clutched his chest as Billy kicked him to the ground.

"It's over, Woody. Callie is mine!" Woody kicked Billy and he stumbled and fell into the old well. Billy grabbed Woody's bandana and tried to pull him into the well, but Callie grabbed Woody by his foot. Unable to hold on anymore, Billy slipped and fell into the well.