*Last chapter for this and then an Epilogue. Not sure yet how I'm going to end this. I've got maybe one or two ways. I may do another Pride Family story in the future, but for now I'll leave them alone for a while.*
After Pete released Woody, all of them took a trip to the house down the street. It was a lovely two story house with white paint, blue shutters and a porch swing. In the front yard, Joseph was playing with his father. The gang were hidden under a bush.
"Are you ready, Prospector Pete?" Rosetta asked. Pete was staring at the boy, unsure. He turned to Woody.
"I'm sorry, Woody, for everything I did or said to you. Pete said. I was bitter, and upset, but I never meant any of it. I'm truly sorry." Woody smiled.
"Water under the bridge, Prospector. No hard feelings." Woody said, extending his hand. Pete shook it.
"You have a wonderful family, and a bright, strong daughter. You've taught her well."
"Thank you, Pete." Pete turned to leave, but turned back.
"Also, I'm sorry about your arm...again." Woody's arm was sliced at the top where Pete had pinned it to the ground, but he was able to move it.
"Ah, nothing a little thread can't fix. Now go meet your kid." Pete nodded and rushed across the street. When Joseph's back was turned, Pete crept out from behind a tree and froze beside a bucket. The young boy came over and picked him up.
"Hey dad, check this out! A cowboy!" Joseph cried.
"That's not just any cowboy, Joey. His father said, coming behind him. That's Prospector Pete, from 'Woody's Roundup!' I used to have one when I was your age. What a great find, son! You take care of that one, okay?" Joey cheered and started to play Cowboys and Indians. From across the street, the toys were beaming.
"Well what do you know?" Buzz said.
"Yeah, looks like Stinky Pete finally found his forever home." Jessie said.
"Nice job, Rose. Bo said, hugging her. My brave, bright, wonderful girl. I love you so much." Rosetta hugged her mother. She looked over at her dad, who was smiling at her. Moving away from her mom, she jumped into her father's arms.
"Oh, my little Rose. Woody said, holding her close. I am so proud of you, sweetheart."
"Thank you, daddy. I'm so sorry for running off. I don't hate you, I was just..."
"No, no baby. It's okay. I'm the one that should be sorry. I never wanted you to feel like I was keeping you locked up. I was just so worried..."
"That you were going to lose me. Daddy, I'm growing up, not going off to college. I'll never leave you, ever. I will always be here, I will always be your daughter, and I'll always need you, just not as often as I used to. Will you be okay with that?"
"Yes, of course I will." Bo smiled at them and hugged both of them. Owen watched the little family come back together and slowly made his way over. Bo saw him coming over and kind of pushed Rosetta towards him. The girl didn't need to be told twice, for she ran to him directly into his arms.
"Rosetta." Owen said, holding her tight. "You were fantastic. You will never cease to amaze me, will you?"
"Nope. better get used to it." He laughed, tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, and kissed her softly on the lips. Woody sighed, watching them. Rosetta had found the one thing that only comes around to those lucky enough to have it: Somebody to love. He knew that Owen was the right one for her.
"Owen?" Woody said. The boy and his daughter turned to him. "I was wrong about you and It was wrong of me to assume that you were working with Pete."
"Thank you, Woody. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. I really didn't know that he was going to ambush us or start a war."
"That's the old Pete now. You are no longer banned from Bonnie's room, and you can also date Rosetta."
"Really dad? You mean it?" Rosetta asked.
"Yes. You're good for each other. I'm not going to stand in the way of you two being together." Rosetta hugged her father again and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you, Woody." Owen said, extending his hand. Woody took it and shook it.
"Alright gang, our work here is done. Let's go home."