Chapter 11

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Woody's attention instantly snapped over to Jessie, from recently getting worked up about his plastic hair, as she jerked in her slumber and he felt his heart skip a vital beat; he had almost completely forgotten that she was even there.

She was murmuring to herself out of anxiety. If it was possible, she would've had cold sweat on her forehead, trailing slowly down to her cheeks, almost like a melting river, once frozen by the freezing winds.

It must've been the quick instinct, developed from knowing her for so long, but he was at her side in a split second. If this was anything like he had barely moments before, then he ought to be at her side. If it had been anywhere as near as haunting as his dream had been, then he could sympathise with her.

And this, unsuprisingly, caught the attention of others.

Buzz, who had previously been playing Checkers with Slinky at the other side of the room, perched his head in the direction of Woody and Jessie and his eyebrows almost instantly rose. It didn't take long for Buzz to abruptly stand up and make his way over to the two of them in concern.

Woody had no idea what to do as Jessie twitched and murmured to herself in her sleep. He knew she must be facing something bad; seeing terrible things and the fact that he had the knowledge of knowing he was unable to help her make his stomach uneasy with guilt. He had been obsessing over his hair when Jessie was facing terrible things.

But that was when he thought of something else.

What if she was getting to Jessie? What if she was hurting Jessie from the inside; attacking her as she slept.

Woody's eyes widened in the realization of what could've been happening to Jessie at this moment.

For a brief moment, he could only stare at the twitching shape in horror with a quivering lip. he wasn't even able to comprehend the sound or rushing footsteps, crashing lightly against the slick surface of the floor, as he felt one of his worst fears come alive. He had always been afraid that wouldn't be able to help Jessie when she needed help one day: She needed help now, but Woody couldn't find a way.

He ignored Buzz's voice of concern as he felt his eyes reel at the sight of her.

"Woody! What's wrong with her?" Buzz asked hurriedly, in an anxious manner.

With trembling hands, Woody then took hold of her shoulders and he couldn't think of anything other to do than shake her awake.

"Jess! Wake up!" Woody exclaimed; his voice was full of fear and concern over her fragile state.

He swore that, if he had been human at the time, his eyes would've been tearing up. "Jess!"

"Woody, what's wrong?" Buzz asked, only to receive no answer. "Woody? What's happening to her?"

Woody still didn't answer as he throttled her awake. it took some time, but she eventually stopped murmuring to herself and her eyes snapped open. Her lips were trembling like mad as her eyes glistened fearfully; as if she was expecting the worst.

However, her gaze only loomed over Woody for a few moments, before her attention was instantly caught by Buzz Lightyear's cerulean eyes, which stood out like a wild fire in the middle of an urban city.

She knew those eyes all too well. They were the eyes she dreaded meeting. But the usual mischeivous glimmer that shone in them were gone, replaced with concern, expressing how worried he was. This drove Jessie confused. He was Eddie Vast; he never cared about anyone other than himself.

But this expression the moment completely opposed to what she always thought he was like. It was like he suffered through a sudden change of heart, that drove through his senses like an eagle desperate for easy prey. Almost as if he wasn't Eddie Vast at all...well, on the inside. As if he was unable to comprehend the amount of torture inflicted on her over the past years and that she hadn't been confused when she woke up in his arms.

That was when her eyes widened to their extent upon remembering what one of the toys called her: They called her his girlfriend!

And the fact that the memory of her previous dream loomed in her mind didn't even the toll either...

She had absolutely no idea who the figure had been and was unsure whether she was being dragged into a carefully concealed fire, of if she had been still and the fire was raging through her as easily as a pinball would rip through weak paper. But, nevertheless, she was terrified by it and the fact that she didn't understand any of it only made the toll point in the wrong direction to an even more drastic extent; one of which was unbearable.

And this tugged slightly at her conscience, as if she was being warned to stay away from him.

Placing a hand firmly on the floor, she began to scrambled backwards, away from both Woody and Buzz, shaking her head from side to side in the process.

Woody eyed her in concern as she backed herself away from the two of them. He wasn't sure whether to be relieved, or to be paranoid and worried about the fact that he had no idea what was running through her mind at that moment; Mrs Hay could still be getting through to her in a mental connection.

Glancing at her glistening eyes, he saw that it had been much worse than he first presumed, and this sent a shiver of guilt and sickness down his spine...or his back?

But the fact that he no longer had a spine, or any bones for the matter, never even crossed his mind as he gaped at her in utter horror.

Meanwhile, Jessie's felt her head reel with the incomprehensible thoughts which haunted her like they were trying to demolish her sanity entirely. She was desperately urging for something to get her mind off everything; something to just distract her from the terrifying truth that hung in the air like a hovering weight, bringing her down to her limit, threatening to exceed everything she knew was even possible.

She had to get her mind on something else; just something.

So when she glanced down to her arm, she suddenly noticed something that she hadn't even had a chance to beforehand.

And that was that she had no elbows. So she let her mind reel on about this instead.

"I have no elbows!" She suddenly exclaimed, receiving a raised brow from a very confused Space Ranger. "Why haven't I got any elbows."

She was literally horrified over the fact that there was no bone in her elbow. There wasn't anything actually, it was just a fold of fabric. She could literally bend her arm backwards, and she winced, expecting excruciating pain. But she felt nothing.

Buzz could only wonder if she had a bad nightmare over Emily again. Jessie was known to often blurt out a random fact when she was trying to block something out. But this was beyond extreme. She was over fifty years old, yet she was only obsessing over her elbows now?

This certainly was unusual for her, so he then asked.

"Jess? Are you okay?" He asked, before he mentally slapped himself. Of course she wasn't! So he shook his head and asked. "Was it about Emily?"

Her eyes widened at the mention of her dead mothers name. How did they know about Emily?

"What...? I-I mean-" She stuttered in a slow trance. Woody could sense her uneasiness instantly and he then realized that he needed to egt the two of them out of the room. Even if if was only for a while, they at least needed to make things clear between them.

So he took her hand and quickly urged her out of the room, but not before saying.

"She just needs some fresh air. I'll take care of her from here."

Buzz nodded. Even though he was reluctant, he knew it would be best if Woody saw her out.

Since they were as close as siblings.

"Woody, I have no elbows..." Jessie muttered in a half-hearted disbelief, desperately trying to get her mind off the mention of Emily. It must all be a coincidence; as much of a coincidence as everything else...

But then she heard the voice in her head.

"You thought you knew him? Well...you won't know either of them soon enough...they'll be the whisper in the wind."

A/N Yeah, so Jessie freaking out about her elbows is probably a bit lame...but I'd probably do the exact same thing if I was in her situation. Lol!

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