Author's Notes: Next chapter. I've got like five I'm almost finished with so they'll be up soon! :D If anyone is still reading this... I appreciate it a lot...
"I've decided I'm going to stay at the saloon for awhile, to make sure people don't have the wrong idea about us staying in the same house," Bo announced one evening at dinner at the Pride's home. "I've already talked with Mrs. Davis about it."
"You sure?" Jessie asked, her mouth stuffed with potato.
"Yeah… Mr. Potatohead has been getting pretty mouthy lately and I don't want him spreading anything around," Bo sighed.
"That's fine. When are you leaving?" Woody asked.
"Tomorrow night. By the way, I have to ask. Where are we going on our honeymoon?"
Jessie groaned. "Do you have to talk about this stuff at the dinner table?"
Woody glared at her, and then he smiled a mischievous grin. "It's a surprise."
"Oh come on. Can't I know what kind of weather we're going to be in?" Bo said with a giggle.
Her cowboy shook his head.
"Fine, I'm not telling you where I hid your hat," she said defiantly.
Woody turned his head to find the hook where he hung his hat bare. His eyebrows furrowed. "You stole my hat?"
Bo shared a look with Jessie, and smiled cheekily. "How far?"
Woody tipped up his chin, pouted, and then said, "Pretty far. It's somewhere you'll like, I promise."
There was about a month before the wedding. Mrs. Bills was modifying an old dress of hers to serve as the wedding dress. She tried to make it look like as much as Bo's mother's dress, since the actual dress was lost in the fire.
There wasn't going to be a proper preacher in town either during the wedding, so they were still trying to get that detail ironed out. Hamm insisted he was fit for the job, but it seemed kind of strange since Hamm relied more on his knowledge of things than stuff he learned in church.
All the while, Bo had forgotten all about her brother's threat to return.
One day she walked through the door of the Pride home and saw Woody sitting at the table, hands on his temples and a very stressed look on his face.
"You alright sweetie?" she said leaning against the table next to him.
"I tried to contact Buzz again this morning… I finally got through to his commanding officer. He's been missing for weeks," he said sadly.
Bo came up behind him and gave him a hug.
"He'll show up. I'm sure of it," she said knowing full well there was little chance he would be there. It pained her to see Woody like this, especially since he was the one who always tried to calm everyone else down, and assure them that things would turn out for the better. But when he doubted himself, she had to step in and be the voice of reason.
"I hope you're right," he said, sighing and giving into her. He spun around and kissed her softly.
"Wherever in the stars he is, I'm sure he can't get this crazy little town out of his mind," Bo said putting her cold hand on his cheek.
Woody smiled slightly, but it dropped back into a frown. "I'm going to leave him one more message. If he doesn't respond, I guess I just have to give up," he said fiddling with a mechanical device.
"Do you want some privacy?" Bo asked.
"No, it's fine. I'll only be a moment." He cleared his throat, pushed something on the device that made a beep. "Base 202 Earth to Buzz Lightyear… Do you read me Buzz Lightyear?"
A static noise followed.
"Buzz, I know you can hear me. We're all worried about you. I heard you didn't turn up at the station to get deported…"
Still the hollow static followed.
"Fine. Don't tell me what happened. I know you're there and you are just going to try to block me out, but at least listen to what I have to say."
Bo expected some nagging statement to follow. She couldn't deny that her fiancé was a bit of a nag, but she thought that was cute. However, what followed was one of the most genuinely most heartfelt things she had ever heard.
"I can't do this alone. I mean, yeah sure I can handle the marriage part, that's not what I meant. Before you crashed into town I was the leader of the town. I was big headed, stubborn, and very particular, and heck, I still am. And then you came and changed everything and reminded me that I'm not all that, but in return I thought I taught you that it doesn't matter how important you are, as long as you matter to someone…I figured you knew that, since when I had the opportunity to stay with Jess, you chewed me out on that. But now, I just, I want to remind you what that truly means. You can fulfill that desire to help and serve people here, where people really need you. Besides, if you let me run the whole shebang again, I'll probably become just as selfish as I was before you met me…" The sheriff paused and rubbed the back of his neck. He looked at Bo for a moment, and then took a breath. "Even though you broke my sister's heart, you're still my best friend, and I would love nothing more than to experience my wedding day with you as my best man. Please…"
But the eerie static only continued its horrible buzz.
The days rolled by quickly, making things extremely difficult. Bo's dress was nearly done, Hamm was to be officiating, and other things were coming together. But Buzz had yet to appear, and as far as anyone at Star Command had known, he disappeared completely.
Bo secretly hoped that if he did come back, Jessie wouldn't kill him, and that was only if he showed up. Woody was trying his hardest not to show how disappointed he was, but Bo could see right through him.
And if that wasn't stressing him out enough, he and Potatohead were in an ongoing argument. He'd often throw up is arms in frustration when something wasn't working the way he wanted it to.
And Bo only did the best she could to help him get through.
