Follow Your Heart - Chapter 38

A/N - Hi everyone, thought I'd post another chapter for you all. I hope you enjoy it.
I have noticed some of the comments on my Wedding Night story that you wanted another part to it. If you want me to do sequel to it comment about it after your comments on this chapter and tell me what you want included.

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





Chapter 38 –

Jessie finished washing her face. Once the towel was hung up and the sink was empty, she gathered her things hiding her blood ridden towels along the way and headed out into the main living area.

Woody was sat on the bed staring off into space. He saw Jessie and came back into reality. “All right?”
“Yeah, I am good thanks. I felt the bath while I was in there, still warm from whenever it was filled up last.’ Jessie smiled.
“I shall go n have it now then. Pete’s gone to read in his room, he might be out in a bit to get a drink. I’ll see you in about fifteen minutes.” Woody said getting up and heading over to the bathroom.
“Where do you want me to put these, same pile as earlier?” Jessie raised her clothes a little.
Woody turned his head to look, “Yeah, same pile.” He headed into the bathroom and closed the door.

Jessie went over to the pile of dirty clothing; it was an incredibly high pile. The last few bits of clothing to be added were her outfit from earlier and some of Pete’s clothing. ‘Better get out my towels and throw them away.’ Jessie thought. Placing her clothes on the floor, she went to go into the pile of clothing to find her previous towels but stopped due to the sound of the bathroom door opening. She turned quickly to look.

Woody came out still fully clothed, “Forgot my towel and night stuff.” He said a little embarrassed.
Jessie smiled, “Its fine. I was...j-just going to fold my clothes onto the pile.”
Woody went over to the draws and pulled out a towel and some night wear. “See you soon.” He said heading back into the bathroom.
Once Jessie was sure he had gone, she started to go through the clothes.

First off, she pulled out her dress and unravelled it. Her towels and bloomers fell out, still as blood stained as ever. Jessie picked them up and placed them next to her. Placing the pink dress back on the pile, she picked up her navy dress and put the messy towels inside that on the other towels. Placing the blue dress and non-stained bloomers on the pile, she picked up the bloody towels and headed to the bin.

She opened the lid and put them inside. ‘Hopefully these shall not be found by them.’ Jessie thought.
Jessie went through many cupboards until she found some cups. She pulled out two, one for her and one to fill up for Pete, she remembered Woody saying something about Pete and getting a drink. Filling up the two glasses, she placed one on the table for Pete and began to drink from the other. The fresh water soothed her throat as it trickled down.

Heading over to the living room table, Jessie placed the glass down and noticed a little bed had been made on the sofa. ‘Aw Woody made me a bed, how sweet.’ Jessie smiled and she felt her cheeks blush a little. ‘He is so sweet.’
Jessie headed over to the draws and began to search through them, “Now, where did I put my bag?’”She questioned herself. Opening one of the smaller draws towards the top, she found it. Pulling it out, Jessie set it upon the made up bed. Taking another sip of her drink and picking up one of the papers, she sat down cross legged and began to read.

Meanwhile in the bathroom, Woody was laying in the bath with his eyes closed. He sat thinking, thinking about his family, his job, but the thing on his mind the most was Jessie. He thought about her arrival in town and her living at his house. Something about her living with him and Pete bought somewhat joy to him but another part bought him fear. Never before had he had women stay over before other than family, let alone for God knows how long.

‘She seems nice enough, a little intimidating but nice enough.’ Woody thought to himself. Cupping water in his hands, he splashed it over his face and then rinsed it through his hair. Reaching over the bath, he grabbed one of the towels and placed it on the floor. He then stood up and got out and reached for another towel which he wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from all around him and soaked into the towel on the floor. Some trickled down his torso, tickling the outline of his six pack.

Woody walked over to the mirror and looked at himself. He grabbed a brush and started to comb his hair. Once done, he started to dry himself off. Removing the towel from his waist, he placed it on the floor and started to get his night gear on. First he placed on his trousers, and then he placed his night shirt on. The trousers were a light shade of blue, while the top was white, almost like a polo shirt except it was made of lighter fabric and very baggy. Gathering his things all up in a pile, he went to the door, opened it and went back over to the living area.

Jessie was still sat on the sofa flicking through the paper. Jessie looked up and noticed Woody was looking at her slightly confused. “What?” She questioned.
“Nothing.” Woody said. ‘She is sure sat weirdly for a girl.’ He thought.
‘Oh, why couldn’t he have come out shirtless.’ Jessie complained in her mind as Woody went and placed his clothes onto the washing pile.
Woody picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip which made Jessie smile, ‘Pete’s water.’ She thought. “So did you have a nice bath?”
“Yes thanks.” Woody said. He gulped down the rest of the water and put the cup into the sink. “I’m just going to check on Angel and Bullseye and then shut the stables up.” He said heading towards the bed.
“Alright.” Jessie said closing the paper and placing it back on the table.
Woody pulled out some brown slippers from under the bed and slipped them on.

He headed outside and entered the stables to see Angel and Bullseye eating some of the hay. Woody went over to them and stroked their nuzzles.
“Good night you two.” He said walking out. Pulling the bottom door shut, he leant over the top and locked it from inside. Taking one last glance at the two horses, he shut the top hatch and pulled the catch over.

Once he was inside the house and the door was looked, Woody turned to see Jessie under the duvet on the sofa. “Why are you under there?” He asked confused.
Jessie looked at Woody, her face was as confused as his. “Because this is where I am sleeping.”
“I made that up for me. I was gon let you sleep in my bed, being the guest and all.” Woody was still a little confused.
“I am fine on here, don’t let me deprive you of your bed.”
“You won’t deprive me; I would be fine on the couch.” Woody said walking over to her.
“I am fine here Woody. You’re a Sheriff, you need proper rest.” Jessie smiled.
“Yeah, but you’ve had a rough few days. Jessie I insist that you –“
Jessie cut him off, “I am staying here.”
Woody frowned at Jessie, he didn’t want to be beaten by her in this mini battle but he knew he couldn’t win against her. “Okay, but if you get un-comfy please take my bed.”
“Yes! I will!” Jessie said in an impatient tone, but she laughed at the same time.

Woody went into his office. Reaching under the desk, he pulled out a brown cardboard box with a blanket in. Jessie watched him enter the room and place the box on the floor by the table under the picture of Woody and his family.
“What’s that for?” Jessie questioned while looking at the box.
“It’s for Buster, because he is only a pup he sleeps in there at night.” Woody said looking at Jessie.
Jessie turned her gaze from the box and onto Woody and noticed he was staring at her. She let out a small smile at him.
Woody noticed that she was looking at him. Quickly looking away he called “Buster.”


Buster came racing from under the kitchen table and jumped up at Woody. “Hello boy.” Woody said rubbing behind his ears, “Time to go to bed.”  Woody pointed to the box that he previously placed on the floor. Buster wagged his tail and entered the box.
Jessie sat smiling as she watched Buster and Woody.
Buster seemed to have a mischievous look in his eye which Woody picked up on. Buster let out a small, yet gruff bark which made Jessie giggle silently to herself.
“Goodnight boy.” Woody bent down and fussed him one last time before heading over to his bed.

“Are you sure you don’t want my bed?” Woody questioned Jessie.
“I am sure Woody; you have done enough for me today which I am forever grateful for. I will be fine on here.” Jessie smiled.
“Okay.” Woody said with a sigh. Kicking his slippers off, he bent down and placed them back under the bed. “Do you want the candle lit or off?”
“However you usually have it.”
Woody got up and picked up the candle and went over to the table by Buster, “I usually leave it here, gives light for the room but if it’s annoying for you, you can blow it out.”
“Alright.” She said with another smile.


Woody went back over to his bed and pulled the duvet so he could get in. Laying down, he pulled the duvet back over him and rolled to his side.
“Good night Woody.” Jessie said to him.
Woody’s eyes widened, he wasn’t used to people saying goodnight to him, especially not a female. “Night Jessie.” He said back


A/N- Hope you enjoyed! Remember to comment about this and the Wedding Night thing!

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