"But why is Bo in the lost and found?" asked Jessie, more to herself than to Sera as they looked on at the door. "Do you know how long she's been here?"

"Practically since she got here," said Sera, looking around nervously as though she was terrified to be there. "A couple years I guess."

"Poor Bo," sighed Jessie. "Okay let's go.

"Oh, oh no I can't go in," said Sera. "I just need to make sure you go in and stay off the shelves. Then I need to go back."

"Go back where?"

"Please just promise me you'll stay here," pleaded Sera, moving backwards. "I brought you where you needed to go, okay? So stay here?"

"I still need to find Buzz," said Jessie, ready to chase after the small figurine if she disappeared again. "He could be anywhere; he could be in trouble."

"I could be in trouble!" exclaimed Sera. "Look: you stay here and I'll look for your plastic man. If I find him I'll bring him here, okay?"

"And what if you don't find him?" said Jessie, crossing her arms and clearly not crazy about the 'if' factor.

"He's mass produced! It'll be easy to replace him!" Sera declared dramatically, throwing her arms in the air.

Jessie exhaled sharply and glared down at the angel, her hand in a fist as she choked back her words. "Don't say that," she said simply, her voice low and slow.

"Well it's true!"

"No it's not," Jessie insisted, tossing her braid from her shoulder. She pushed open the door, though inside was just darkness. "Go wherever you need to go, I can do this myself."

"Okay perfect okay okay," muttered Sera, backing away. "Just stay in there and don't go on the shelves and everything will be fine, fine, fine."

"I'll go wherever I have to to find Buzz, if I need up on the shelves so be it," said Jessie.

"Noooooo!" groaned Sera, twisting her dress. "Please! If they find out I helped you I'll never get a place on a shelf and then I'll never leave!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"The china dolls!" she whispered as though saying the name was enough to summon them. "They decide who is seen, and when you're seen you get sold. And they hate Bo Peep! And if they found out I helped you, it'll look like I helped her and then I'll be here forever!"

"That's ridiculous!" said Jessie. "Who could ever hate Bo Peep?"

"There are dangerous things in this shop, cowgirl and she is one of them," said Sera, shaking. "If you're a toy that doesn't follow rules there's no place for you here. It's every toy for themselves. You can't trust anyone."

With those comforting words, Sera returned eagerly to the shadows leaving Jessie alone and more confused than before. Surely, Sera must have confused Bo with someone else. Of course, time can change things, but Jessie was confident that her friend was still as sweet as ever.

Nine Years Ago

"Snow day! Snow day!" exclaimed Andy happily running around the room gathering his winter clothes. He shoved his foot into his boot and wrapped his scarf furiously around his neck before shuffling downstairs.

"Molly's already in the car, why don't you go grab your sled," laughed his mom standing beside the door.

"Can I bring a toy?" he asked muffled by the thick scarf as his mother tightened his hat.

"Oh, no way mister," she said. "I'm not risking you losing Woody in a snow bank. Let them stay safe and warm here."

"Okay mom," he said happily, rushing out the door.

"Don't run, don't run! It's icy!"

The toys remained stationary on the floor until the heard the car leave the driveway. One they were sure the family was gone, the room was a collection of excitement.

"Alright gang, I know this is exciting, first snow of the year and all," said Woody from the bed. "But let's not forget winter protocol, so I think we should all gather for a meeting, in about-."

"YE HAW!" exclaimed Jessie from the window, not seeming to notice she had interrupted Woody. "Just look at that! Oh wow, it's beautiful!"

"Okay, calm down Jessie it's just snow,"

"It's the first snow!" she corrected, her face pressed against the frosty glass. "It's the best, fluffiest snow! Oh I can't wait to go outside and-."

"'Outside?'" repeated Woody in scoff and disbelief. "Okay, meeting has been moved up to right now, Buzz help me gather everyone. Where's my checklist…?"

"Still hard at work even on a snow day I see," called up Bo from the doorway, followed by her sheep and Molly's other toys.

"Not without good reason," replied Woody, hopping down to greet her. "Jessie wants to go outside! Can you believe that?"

"Well, it is beautiful outside," said Bo.

"Bo, it's snowing!" exclaimed Woody as though the obvious was escaping everyone.

"You don't say," teased the shepherdess, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Outside is already a high risk factor of getting lost but you add snow and that increases! You heard mom! Ya know, Etch had the statistics lemme see if he still-."

"Andy doesn't bring you outside in the snow," said Bo. "But would it be so awful to see it for yourselves? Who's gonna tell him?"

"Bo…"

She smiled at his pleading face, she knew there was no talking him down now: not until he gave his speech.

"Go and get your statistics," sighed Bo, to which Woody happily obliged, practically skipping to fetch Etch and his notepad. Jessie jumped down and stood beside Bo, her arms crossed and her face obviously less than thrilled about the upcoming lecture.

"Woody doesn't always know best but he always has the best intentions," said Bo softly to Jessie once Woody was out of sight.

"Yeah yeah yeah," Jessie said with a wave of her hand. "He'll jump out of a moving airplane but I guess playing in the snow is where he draws the line," she sighed gently kicking the side of the bed.

Bo laughed. "Just remember you don't always have to do what he says, ya know."

"Bo!" teased Jessie with an exaggerated gasp, though she was genuinely shocked to hear her of all toys say that.

"I mean, listen to him but trust me, he doesn't know everything," said Bo. "He's just a bit dramatic and overprotective. But he trusts you, you've got good instincts. You can take care of yourself."

"I don't know if Woody thinks that," admitted Jessie quietly, looking to the ground away from Bo.

"Jessie?"

"I mean, I let the prospector tell me what to do for years and I never caught on that he was bad news," the cowgirl began. "I just believed all the things he said about kids, about space toys, about toys like you... maybe it is a bad idea. Maybe I should just forget it."

"What did the prospector says about toys like me?"

"He said if I was more like you, ya know more… girly I guess," Jessie said, embarrassed. "That Emily would've kept me. So that's who I blamed for her giving me away."

"And what do you think now?"

"Awh Bo, you're great!" Jessie's face lit up a little now. "You're one of my best friends. I could never hate you."

"And what did he say about space toys?"

"They were the reason we were in storage so long. So that's who I blamed for waiting."

"And what do you think now?"

"Well, I can't speak for all space toys but Buzz is… great."

"Hmm, and I'm assuming he was wrong about kids too?" Asked Bo and Jessie nodded. "Now, I'm not saying Woody is anything like the prospector but he's never been a fan of change. It takes a while for that dog to learn a new trick, but when he does it sticks. A toy gets lost once, he spends weeks thinking of buddy systems and all these lectures, annoying as they may be. But he's stubborn. He sometimes forgets other toys have good ideas too. Sometimes he doesn't look too far for a new answer if he's heard the question before. But you have a different perspective and that can be good. You're the only one here who's had another kid, you've been through things the others haven't. But they might. And sooner or later Woody will see that."

"So what you're saying is… I should go outside?"

"Well it's not everyday that its the first snow of the year," said Bo playfully, giving Jessie a wink. The cowgirl sprang into action, jumping back up the chair and onto the desk. Buzz stood at the top talking to Rex, informing him of the meeting Woody was planning. As Jessie approached him, he nervously began to inform her of the meeting starting soon, but she cut him off by grabbing his arm and making him run with her. He was confused, but in the best way and happily followed her, As they headed out the window, she grabbed a nearby book and when they found themselves on the roof and headed for the edge, she threw the book down and jumped on, pulling Buzz on behind her. The rest of Andy's toys gathered to watch from the window as the pair made their way down on the makeshift sled, landing rather ungracefully in a soft pile of snow.

Buzz's head poked out as her searched frantically for Jessie to make sure she was okay. He found her beside him, making a snow angel. She laughed victoriously and when she saw his eyes on him, she laughed louder. "C'mon Buzz! Make a snow angel!"

The space toy smiled at her obvious joy and shrugged before joining her. His movements were more awkward than hers but her enthusiasm was contagious. She brought her legs up and jumped up to see the finished product. Satisfied, she reached her arm out to help Buzz up so he could see his own. Once up, he examined their creations. Hers was perfect, at least to him but maybe he was biased, and his looked like a round blob. Slightly embarrassed he tried to think of something to say but she simply laughed with glee, delighted to be outside and delighted he was with her. "Ye-haw!" she said, twirling around as the snow continued to fall.

Bo joinged the other toys to watch as the pair jumped around in the snow. The group murme withe xitement.

"Darling, do I have a winter hat I could wear?" said Mrs. Potato Head to her husband. "Winter time is just so romantic."

"Aren't I cold blooded? Won't I freeze?" asked a very concerned Rex.

"Forecast says we're supposed to get 2 to 5 more inches in the night so this is the perfect time to enjoy it while we can," said Hamm, quoting the weather channel.

"All right, we're having the meeting up here I guess?" came Woody's voice as he came to join the party. "Looks like everyone is here.. what are we all...?" Then he finally saw Buzz and Jessie down on the ground directly disobeying him. "Oh come on! Hey! Hey!" he called down to them. They looked up, Buzz with a tinge of guilt but Jessie with none whatsoever.

"Yeah?" called up Jessie as though she had no idea what he wanted.

"What did I say about going outside?"

"That you thought it wasn't a good idea," said Jessie casually.

"And?" called down Woody, growing more furious.

"And I agree," said Jessie, making a snowball with her hands. "I think it's a great idea!" She laughed as she threw the snowball up at the window, hitting Woody in the knee, the excess snow getting his notepad wet.

"Oh, that's real mature," said Woody sarcastically, wiping off the water. "Can you guys believe this?" he asked the rest of the toys. They didn't answer right way, but Bullseye darted past Woody and ran frantically across the roof. He jumped down fearlessly and landed in the snow bank beside Buzz and Jessie who greeted him warmly as she jumped around in the snow, kicking and dancing happily. "Oh great," said Woody. "Anyone else care to miss the meeting highlighting the high percentages of toys being lost in the snow?"

"Snow day! Snow day!" sang the aliens as they followed Bullseye's lead. They made their way to the center of the roof and then rolled down until they themselves became snowballs, rolling off the roof and then safely onto the ground. Mrs. Potato Head followed behind, dragging her husband.

"It's a lovely day to go ice skating, isn't it dear?"

"Of course hun," he said, less than thrilled. "I've got you ice skates packed and ready."

"Peer pressure is forcing me to engage in outdoor activities!" exclaimed Rex as he trudged along as well. Soon enough, all of Andy's as well as some of Molly's toys were either outside or admiring those that were. The army men had to stay back, but kept a close eye that all toys were accounted for in case the snow got too deep.

"This is ridiculous," muttered Woody to Bo as some of the toys started to make a tiny snowman.

"Really? I think it looks like fun," cooed Bo as she watched Jessie help a blushing Buzz keep his balance as the tried to ice skate on a frozen puddle.

"What if they get hurt?"

"Then we'll help them," said Bo simply.

"Well what if they get lost?"

"Then we'll find them."

"Well what if-?"

"They have fun without you?" finished Bo, mischief in her tone.

"I suppose you wanna go and join them, huh?"

"I would if I could," she sighed, her sheep nuzzling her side. "But I'm just as happy sitting here watch the snow fall with you." She stood closer to him and he was suddenly a little less tense.

"Well I suppose a few minutes couldn't hurt," he whispered, placing his arm around her waist, watching as the world outside was covered in a gentle white blanket.

NOW

With new determination, Jessie attempted to open the door to find that it would not budge. But that was too minor a detail to stop her, she jumped up and attempted to reach the door knob only to discover that it was locked.

"Is Bo locked inside?" Jessie asked herself, growing concerned. Did they really dislike Bo so much here that they kept her locked away? She cursed herself for not getting here sooner, clearly Bo was in real danger. Now angry, Jessie kicked the door even though she knew it was essentially pointless, but it was all she could do until she though of another plan. At the very least, Bo would know someone was there.

"Bo!" she called between kicks. "Bo! Don't worry! I'll get you out!"

"Well that's one way to knock I suppose," came a soft, familiar voice. Jessie pressed her ear to the door and listened excitedly.

"Bo?" she called.

"Jessie!" said Bo, but it became clear to Jessie that the voice was not coming from behind the door but rather from behind her. She turned slowly and sure enough, there in the dim lighting stood her long lost friend.

"Bo!" exclaimed Jessie, rushing over to the shepherdess. Despite her overwhelming excitement, she made sure to be gentle as she roped Bo into a hug, remembering she was fragile but hugged just tight enough to ensure she was really there.

"As I live and breath!" laughed Bo, returning the embrace. "Oh my goodness! Look at you!" As they broke apart, Bo placed her hands on either side of Jessie's face and the cowgirl smiled wide. "How is it you've gotten prettier?"

"You're one to talk," snorted Jessie. "Look at you! Finally ditched that old petticoat, huh?"

"Thought it was about time for a new look," she laughed, twirling around to show off her skirt. Jessie noticed the edges were torn and frayed and there were a few rips, some covered by patches of mismatched fabric and some not. Her bonnet was gone, showcasing her yellow porcelain hair which had not lost its shine. She was still the same sweet Bo from Jessie's memory, but she showcased a new sense of freedom. Her movements were more wild, less careful. She was less conscious about her fragility than Jessie remembered and she loved that for her.

"I can't believe you're here!" they said in perfect unison, which caused them both to laugh.

"Oh, there's so much I want to tell you!" said Jessie, jumping with excitement.

"And I want to hear it all!" said Bo, just as excited.

"Oh, well Buzz and I-Buzz!" Jessie cut herself off, nearly forgetting her mission was not complete. "I came here with Buzz!"

"Uh-huh, and how is Buzz?" Bo asked in a teasing tone Jessie remembered all too well before Bo shared her revelation. "Buzz! That's right!"

"You've seen him?"

"Yes, and he's not in the best company," Bo informed her in a less happy tone. "I just barely got away. But with you here,we have a better chance of getting him out. And my sheep. C'mon, there's no time to lose!" she declared, picking up her staff and charging forward. "I'll explain on the way! But not before you tell me everything about you and Mr. Lightyear, young lady!"

Jessie laughed and happily followed after Bo. She felt as though had been transported back in time, but this version of Bo was more rowdy and active. As much as Jessie was thrilled to be in this moment, Sera's words kept echoing in her ears, despite everything she knew about Bo.

You can't trust anyone.