A/N - BAM BAM BAAAAM! Next chapter is here everyone.

And I would like to take this moment to say..BxJ fans, if you don't like WxJ why read this story? Yeah no one is being mean or anything about my story but loads of BxJ fans are mean about WxJ fans. Not all are but some. Some of them are lovely and I am great friends with them and they respect me for liking WxJ and I respect them for liking BxJ. However some are very mean. They slag us off and moan but yet if we do it back they get all aggy about it. I am sorry but you shouldn't give it when you can't take it.

Sorry about that but some people really do annoy me. Hope you enjoy the chapter.

I do not own the original Toy Story Characters, Disney Pixar does.

Chapter 21 -

Jessie was left alone by the picture. She looked around the room trying to find something to do. Buster was flat out on his back asleep so she couldn't play with him. 'I wonder what the office is like.' She thought heading over to the open door. A loud clunking of a clock went through her ears and she noticed a giant grandfather clock sat in the back right hand corner. It was a dark brown colour with a giant gold pendulum that swung from side to side. The time read '9:15' on the face. 'Wow...it's that time already.' The book case Pete had mentioned sat to the left of the clock. There were many books on the three tiered bookcase but they were all in an untidy and very dusty state. "That is no way to treat books." She tutted putting her hands on her hips.
The desk was against the right wall and was piled high with paperwork upon paper work. Some were piled high and others not so high. A pen sat on one piece of paper with an inkwell beside it. There was also a candle and matches on the side. There was also a chair tucked under the it. Beside the candle was a picture of Bullseye in a rectangular photo frame in the same colouring as the picture in the hall. She picked it up and admired it. He was only a foal in the picture 'Wow, he was tiny.' She thought to herself as she placed it back down.
Above the desk there was a shelf containing three more pictures, all in circular frames in the same colour. On the left, it was a picture of Woody's brother with a plump lady with curly hair with ringlets falling above her shoulder. She was wearing a dark long sleeved dress. On the right was his sister with a man with from what she could tell had brown hair who was wearing a suit. They were holding a little girl who looked just a little over one. Her hair was flat and didn't have a distinct colour. In the centre was a picture of Woody's father but he looked a lot younger than he did in the big picture. He was with a woman who had long blonde hair that went past her shoulders and was identical to Woody's sister. She wore a long white sleeved dress with a black belt around her waist. It looked almost like a wedding picture. 'I wonder if that's his mother.' She thought.
A square window with a net curtain was in the centre of the left hand wall letting in some sunlight. In the centre of the ceiling was a single light bulb. "Wow, they have a light bulb." She thought admitting it.

She made her way back out to the main area of the house. It wasn't exactly tidy but it wasn't as messy as she expected for a house shared between two men. 'I'll tidy the bed up later and make it nicer for Woody to sleep in...or whoever sleeps in it.' She looked at the papers, 'And tidy the papers and the bookshelf.'
She made her way past the bathroom and went to open the centre door. She turned the handle and pushed it with difficulty. A scraping sound along the floor could be heard as she pushed and once it eventually opened she let out a little gasp. The room was dark and extremely small and there were boxed piled up on some shelves. 'This must be the storage are...which I'm going to avoid.' She quickly shut the door.
She moved on to the final room where the door was also shut. The door was easier to open but the room was a state. Clothes were scattered across the floor, probably both clean and dirty. There was a set of draws open with clothes messily put inside of hanging over the sides. At the back there was a bed with a red duvet and a white pillow which was unmade. Beside the bed there was a wooden table, again with a candle and matches. An open window by the draws let in some fresh air. "Oh my gosh, what a mess." She mumbled to herself.
Again, there was another two picture frames. One the same size as the one of Woody and his family and the other a smaller version. They hung beside the window where she admired it so she didn't have to go through the room. The bigger one was a picture of a much younger Pete. He was still the same small man but he had a shorter beard, had dark hair and was a lot slimmer. Beside him was a tall thin lady with dark hair tied back into a bun, she was extremely pretty. Her dress looked like the one Jessie was wearing but in a lighter shade. The smaller one beside it had a boy and a girl who looked as though they were in their teenage years. The boy wore a suit and had brown hair and the girl wore a chequered dress and had blonde hair. 'This must be Pete's room...and that must be his wife and kids. I wonder where they are?' She stepped outside the room and closed the door.

So many questioned raced through her mind but she didn't want to come across as nosey. She looked over to the kitchen windows and went over to them. Leaning over the counter, she smiled at the sight. Fields of green and tall hills filled the landscape and far into the distance she could make out some canyons of a rusty colour. She could also make out some mountains and a puffing train passing through them. Amazed was an understatement. "I need to go and explore!" She said excitedly do herself, running out the house.

A/N - Ohhh cliff hanger tehehehe. Hope you liked it.