Kristy_DUke

A bold streak of unease washes through Garrett's exhausted body as he stares harshly at the stranger with his cold gray eyes. Unconcsiously his right arm moves up from his defensive stance to his neck where he begins to trace the thick scar that travels from behind his right ear and down to the tip of his chin. After a long moment filled with an eery silence, Garrett slowly becomes aware of his hand to slowly force it onto his horse. Glancing back over to the stranger that had approached him, Garrett finally breaks the silence, "What sort of problem?" Garrett's piercingly cold gray eyes continue to follow the stranger's movements with his own untrust and weariness of the confrontation. (Cue Alex)

The chilly breeze brushes gently against Garrett's face as he tiredly steps out from under the porch to his off white horse. For a silent moment Garrett watches his muscular horse eating quietly upon the tall grass that surrounds the wooden posts, his brown eyes wide and alart as it eats. "Here I am, Buddy," Garrett softly says as he places a comforting hand upon the horse's coarse neck while he uncomfortably glances around the quiet town. Taking in the long dusty dirt road with hardened smokey gray eyes his mind slowly wonders through the minimal choices he faces. Choices of where to go now, now that he is on his own. "What now, Buddy? Do we stay or move on?"

Garrett Duke took a large drink from the old beer mug before slowly setting it back down upon the wobbly wooden table. His mind slowly rushes through the past events that had gotten him kicked out of his own home town and ran into a small and unfamiliar town. Feeling the cold beer slowly melting down his throat he slowly glances around the small bar room, taking in the many unfamiliar faces that surrounds him. Taking in his surroundings he silently wonders what his future may hold for him, now that he is out on his own in an unfamiliar town. "Damn it," he silently cusses at himself as he finishes the rest of his drink while his mind remains fixated in angered thoughts of the past couple of weeks. "What was that honey?" a soft voice brings him back into reality and he slowly looks up to find his attractively young waitress standing next to his table. "Oh nothing," Garrett gives her an embarrassed grin as he silently shoves the past to the side as he realizes he needs to embrace the future if he were to go anywhere, "just thinkin' out loud I spose. I should watch myself eh?Could get myself into some trouble doin' that." She gives the rugged stranger a friendly smile before asking, "You want a refill?" "No ma'am," Garrett smiles up at her as he grabs his old worn leather hat from the table, "I'm about up here." Standing up he grabs a bundle of cash out of the pocket of his brown leather duster before counting it out to hand to her. "Here's for the beer...keep the change." She smiles her thanks at him before he slowly nods his head before walking towards the door. Garrett takes a long look around the bar before he silently exits the small bar and out into the darkening night. Approaching his white horse that stands nicely tied to the post, Garrett slowly takes a long look around his surrounding. The small town seems quiet and still except for a couple people up the road a bit and a solo horse and rider making it's way towards Garrett. (Cue anyone)

Bo stares coolly through the mud splattered windshield at the winding muddy dirt road as his mind slowly turns across the turn of events. Pull the wheel to the left to follow a sharp curve of the road, he can't help but to feel the prickle of excitement rush through him. Excitment he shouldn't be feeling, instead he should feel the panic the rest of his family is feeling now. On the birthcertificate, it had identified Garrett and him as twins; definately not identical, but twins none the less. Despite being twins, a large gap of difference settles between them, a difference that creates animosity between them both. "Shoulda figured Hogg was up to something," Luke finally speaks up from the passenger seat to cut through the thick silence that had invaded between them in The General Lee, while the powerful engine purrs with strength and power, "things were too quiet around here for his likin'...no money stealing schemes of his for a while now...until last night that is." Bo shrugs as he fights to hide the small flame of excitement at hearing his brother landing in the pit of trouble, where he generall found himself at. "Bound to happen sooner or later," Bo finally speaks up as his excitement slowly deflates within him, "at least it's not us this time." "But your brother," Luke quickly thows back at him, his voice is thick with irritation, "damn it Bo! You two both act as if you don't care about one another, could care less what were to happen to the other!" the dark haired Duke runs a muscular hand through his thick hair, "Well it is about to end, I dont' care about your differences. . .you are going to help him out of this mess." Bo shrugs as he continues to glare out through the windshield as he silently hears the lecture he knows is about to explode within the car from his cousin, the same lecture he hears about every day since Garrett came into Hazzard. "Fine I'll help him out of this mess, never said I was not going to help him," he silently says as he throws The General onto a concrete road, "y'all just figure I won't help, that I am enjoying this...well ok perhaps I am a little, but that don't mean I won't help. And another thing, you are forgetting the fact that he generally starts the fights between us, not me. When it is us in trouble, he enjoys it, laughs at it. You forget that?" "I know," Luke lets out a long breath of air he had been holding in, "he starts it, but you can end it, ok? The bottom line is, is that you are brothers...family. Jesse is done putting up with the fighting, so am I." Silence once again explodes between the two cousins as Bo slowly park their beloved car before staring at the tall proud brick sheriff's station. Powerful emotions rage angrily within him while his mind spins through the past year since he learned of Garrett and Kristy, seeing his twin up close and personal after they moved into Hazzard as a surprise to everyone. "Well," he finally speaks, fighting to keep his emotion out of his voice, "what we do now?" "Go in and see what they got," Luke answers climbing out through the open window and Bo quickly climbs out his where he follows his older cousin up the rain splattered side walk into the wide halls of the court house. After a long moment of following the familiar trail, they walk into the sheriff's station without a knock. "Ghee ghee," the local sheriff stutters in surprise as he fights with the papers on his desk, "shoulda known it was you two bursting in here without knocking. What ya want? We're closed for the day." "Garrett," Bo quickly steps ahead of LUke and Luke sends him a questioning glare in surprise to hear Bo taking lead, "you know damn well he didn't steal nothin'...what's Hogg up to now anyways?" "Hogg?" Sheriff Rosco Coltrane peers through piercing blue eyes up at the young Duke, "This has nothing to do with Hogg, but what I found in your brother's car. Now if that is all, I have work to do." "No that's not all," Luke quickly spits out as his anger towards the sheriff is noticeable through his own bright blue eyes, "like Bo said, he didn't do it, and you know it. How much is bail?" "Bail is in the process of being set," Rosco says withoug looking up, "look boys, you will have to come back in the morning if you want to see him...perhaps then we will have more news on bail. But til then, I suggest you go home or at least out of here or else you'll be joining him there." "You threatenin' us?" Bo's temper flares in his dark blue eyes and Luke places a protective hand on his shoulder and Bo glances back at his cousin. "Let's go cuz," Luke says before Bo loses his temper and does something stupid. Sullenly, Bo nods and they walk back out into the empty hall way, "we'll have to figure something out...find the real men that robbed that store last night...some evidence." Bo silently nods as he follows Luke to the General Lee and climbs into the drivers seat to drive back to the old Duke farm. (Cue anyone)

May 11th is Denver Pyle's birthday - mostly known around here as Uncle Jesse - the loving, caring Duke patriarch who had his hands full with his two young nephews and his neice. Denver was a very talented man who played several believeable parts in movies or in TV shows...he is missed. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DENVER ~ UNCLE JESSE!

I sat down and started to write the first thing that came to mind and this is what I have come up with so far. I don't really have a big idea, just to write and have some fun. You all are invited to join along and write whatever you feel like...if you want to. DOH characters and fan-fic characters are welcomed to be within the story. Have fun ********************************************************* Glaring warily out through the back window of the aging farm house, Kristy’s heart sank in despair as she watched a couple of birds walking wobbly under the thick shade tree. Deep within her, her mind crazily tumbled through troublesome thoughts to send a shiver of fear to rush through her. “Damn it Garrett,†Kristy mutters under her breath as she glances down at the small gold Rolex watch that hangs loosely upon her thin right wrist to find that time has only inched two minutes since she last glanced at her watch. “Where are you?†The silence of the old house feeds upon the fear that escalates within her with each passing second that slowly ticks away, forcing dreadful thoughts to fill her. Deep within her she silently argues with herself, knowing how irresponsible Garrett can be, how he is often late. Despite her reassuring thoughts of her brother’s behavior, a chills rushes through her bringing upon dreaded knowledge within; knowledge that something has to be wrong. Taking a forceful step back from the window that lies only a couple of feet to the side of the back door, a long ragged sigh escapes from Kristy. “What’s wrong, mommy?†Kristy’s four year old daughter, Jamie asks to grab her out from her thoughts and back to reality. “I don’t know sweetie,†Kristy forces a small smile in attempt to comfort her daughter who stares at her, demanding a truthful answer through green eyes that has bright flecks of blue throughout. “Mommy just has a bad feeling about something.†“Well it’s OK,†Jamie returns Kristy with her own comforting smile as she caringly takes her mom’s hand within her small thin hand, “Me and Shay will keep you company, huh Shay?†Kristy’s one year old son slightly glances up at his older sister at hearing his name and gives a half toothless grin before picking up his plastic car keys. Watching drool slowly melt down the plastic of the key ring as it enters Shay’s mouth, Kristy’s thoughts return to Garrett, and what may be taking him so long. “That’s too sweet,†Kristy smiles as she gives Jamie a small hug. A short moment of silence enters the small play room before Jamie slowly lets go of Kristy’s hand and she slowly walks over to the wooden toy box to pull out a couple of her baby dolls and a toy stroller. Kristy watches as her children play quietly by themselves with their own toys before she quickly jumps in surprise as a loud squeaking noise penetrates through the silence as the front door is quickly being thrown open. “Uncle Garrett!†Jamie drops her doll to run past me and into the wooden floor hall way where I slowly walk out to the entrance to find LB Davenport walking in covered in oil and grease stains standing with Bo and Luke. Jamie abruptly stops before she reaches the door where they stand for a moment as she slowly takes in the three tall men. “Uncle Bo!†she squeals in delight at seeing my other brother and she quickly hugs him tightly before lending LB a hug and Luke. “How’s my favorite girl?†LB smiles at Jamie who straightens out her denim Tigger jumper as she silently takes in the three men before she shrugs and leads them back to me. “Hi Kristy,†LB smiles fondly at me as he reaches me to give me a friendly hug, “I take it she’s expectin’ someone other than us?†“Well,†Kristy sighs, fighting back her emotions that rush through her, “Garrett was suppose to be here an half hour ago to take them to the park so I can go to work. I have already called Hogg to say that I’d have to be late...he didn’t take too kindly to the news.†“I imagine not,†Luke scuffs from the door way, “he is never too understanding of other people’s problems when it may affect him.†“Well I don’t see why we can’t stay here with the kids while you go to work,†LB freely volunteers as he places a caring arm around Kristy’s tense shoulders, “and wait for Garrett, I am sure he’s fine. You know how he is.†“Yeah. . .†Kristy silently begins to say as she fights off the dread that seems to grow within her, “I just wish -“ Kristy is quickly interrupted by the loud ringing of the phone that hangs in the kitchen. “I’ve got it.†With a quick spin Kristy escapes the caring arm of LB and walks into the hall and into the spotless kitchen to the phone that rests in the corner of the counter. Taking the cordless phone off it’s cradle she says, “Hi, this is Kristy.†“Kristy,†Garrett’s thick voice is quick to answer full of worry and concern that he is obviously trying to hide. “Garrett,†Kristy answer glaring through the hall and into the play room to find LB on his knees playing with Shay while Luke and Bo watch from a corner, “where are you? You OK?†“I’m OK,†he sighs and through the background Kristy can hear another voice, “I don’t want you to worry -“ â€It’s too late for that,†Kristy interrupts, “I am already worried, where are you?†“Look Kristy, I am fine,†Garrett’s voice regains strength, “but I am in jail.†“Jail!†Kristy yells in panic to send LB, Bo, and Luke glaring at me in their own fear, “What? Why?†“Calm down Kristy, I’m fine,†he attempts to comfort his older sister, “I really don’t know what this is about...I got pulled over in one of Coltrane’s speed traps and he found a couple of boxes of electronics...I think a CB radio and a tape player along with a small bag of money. I really don’t know how it got there...honest.†“Just like the time you got caught with the stolen CD players in Knoxville?†Kristy shoots back sarcastically as she fights to calm her temper, “Where they come from?†“Randall’s Electronics in town was broken into last night...electronics either stolen or broken and all the money gone,†Garrett slowly explains, “Kris...really, I didn’t do it this time, honest.†A long moment passes as Kristy grips the phone tightly to her ear while she slowly digests what he is telling her, fighting with the emotions that boil rapidly within her. “Ok you didn’t do it,†she slowly resigns, “what can we do to get you out? How about bail?†“I don’t know,†he sighs as he goes silent for a moment with some distraction on the other end of the line, “look Kris, I gotta go. . .I just wanted to let you know I am OK and where I am at. Tell Jamie and Shay sorry to break the plans. And Kris?†“Yeah?†Kristy tiredly answers as LB, Bo, and Luke slowly step into the kitchen. “Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine,†Garrett answers, his voice quivers slightly before saying, “I’ll see ya. Bye.†“Bye,†Kristy numbly says before hearing the dial tone and slowly returns the phone back onto it’s hook. A short moment of silence fills the kitchen area as Kristy looks up at the three men that stand a foot away from her as if seeing them for the first time. “Garrett’s in jail,†she slowly responds, “Rosco found a couple of boxes of stolen electronic equipment under his seat while he stopped him in a speeding trap...and a small bag of money. I guess Randall’s Electronics got robbed last night.†“Damn it,†LB mutters to break the silence that slowly caves into the kitchen after hearing the news, “sounds like one of Hogg’s famous frame ups.†“Problem is,†Luke speaks up looking at Bo and then to Kristy, “is to prove it...it’ll be harder now to know that Garrett has a record.†Kristy numbly nods in agreement as she leans back against the counter for support while she listens to Jamie talking in the other room. “Well we’ve been faced with the likes of Hogg before,†LB responds looking around as he places another comforting arm around Kristy, “and we can do it again.†“Out of what?†a tiny voice rings out from behind Bo in the entry way, “Mom,†Jamie whines as she forces her way around Bo and Luke to snuggle tightly against Kristy, “where’s Garrett?†“Garrett is in a little trouble at the moment, sweetheart,†Kristy slowly responds as she picks up her daughter whose soft light brown hair tickles her nose, “they have him in jail right now.†“But we’ll get him out,†LB smiles as he runs a nervous hand through his thin reddish brown beard that runs under his chin, “we’ll get him out in no time.â€

Hi all, I just figured I'd let you all know what I had found when I bought the latest edition of "Country Weekly" (George Strait and George Bush on cover). Within the magazine is a FULL PAGE article on John Schneider and a full page GORGIOUS picture of John Schneider. I didn't know about the article when I got it...well it is my mom's magazine, I just borrowed it to look at it. But it was a GREAT surprise to see it and read all that it had to say. A lot of positive things said about him...though I can't think of any thing negative about him . LOL...It is a good article. Anyways, I thought I would let you all know about my findings. I didn't know where to place this, decided since it was about John, I'd put it under his section of the forums.

Name: Ethaniel Jackson McKleen Nickname: Ethan Age: just turned 22 years old Height: 5' 11" Eye Color: Intensely dark green- gray eyes Hair color: Dark brown wavy hair with inch long side burns Vehicle: a red 2004 Cheverolet Avalanche Ethan is originally from Capital City where he had inheritated his dad's garage that was highly successful when he was running it, but when Ethan's two older brothers got possesion of the garage, it quickly went down hill; due to their rude business management style and the new set of friends they brought in. When his brothers and their friends drag him to Hazzard, where trouble is soon to follow, Ethan is the one to put a stop to the men his brothers hang out with. Finding friends amongst the Dukes and work with Cooter, he decides to stay in Hazzard, away from his brothers.

Of all the names listed above in the deal...I would highly rather they chose Jessica Biel for the part. I don't know how many of you all has seen an episode or the show of "Seventh Heaven" but Jessica Biel is the actress that plays Mary Camden. The older sister in the family...the one that got into a lot of trouble during the middle half of the season on or so. I think Biel did a great and believeable job as playing Mary and think she would do a much better job at being Daisy than the other two mentioned. Then again that is only my opinion...

Good thinkin'. It would be good to see the Dukes back on TV once again. (even though I don't have cable ) But it would still be great to have it back on TV again. Think positive y'all!

WOO HOO! I enjoyed that poll...it had me guessing which character it would say I would be. My answers were kind of scattered... Like brother, like sister...the quiz states that I am caring and carefree!... Meaning I am Bo Duke.

I am very interested in getting the Starsky and Hutch DVDs (first have to get a DVD Player ) It has been forever since I seen the show, but I had enjoyed watching it when it was on TNT before. They need to have more shows out like Starsky and Hutch and the Dukes. Well...that is my opinion for what it is worth. I had also seen the DVD set at a Walmart close to where I live...it was around that price. Like $35 or so.

I don't have nothin' new to report...I just have to put my two cents in. I agree with y'all. Last I heard, they were suggesting that Jessica Simpson play Daisy Duke. How much more un-country can we all get now? My own personal opinion, I don't see how they can get any one of them to play Daisy and it coming off as being believable. (Jessica or Brittany). They need to get someone that doesn't have the publicity as being a pop or rock star...perhaps someone in the Country world or something of the sort. My opinion of course. As for the Duke boys are concerned...I don't know who either one of them is. I have seen a few minutes of "That seventy show" and wasn't very impressed by it at all. I guess time will tell...

Tomorrow is Cathy Bach's 50'th birthday! (March 1) She is a talented actress...she added a great deal to the Dukes. She did a great job acting as Daisy Duke! Anyway...Happy Birthday Cathy / Daisy! Hope she has a great day.

***BO DUKE*** Pain slowly registers through my weak body as I fight my way through the harsh darkness that surrounds me, that has swallowed me whole. Momentarily, I fight for understanding, for what had happened, before Bryce's loud scream of fear echos in the back of my mind. The barn...the fire. Fear quickly joins the pain as I fight for strength to open my eyes, to find some light. The last I remember was fighting to rescue Bryce from the back corner that was quickly being swallowed by the harsh fire. Somewhere in the distance, I hear a series of rapid beeps before silence resumes only for moments later, to hear the beeping once again. My lungs tighten up in fiery pain as I fight to open my eyes, to get some answers, to see where I am at. After what seems to last an eternity, I am allowed to open my eyes half way to show me little slits of light before I fall back into darkness. Fighting for strength, I continue to fight to open my eyes to soak in more light, to see everyone again. To see Bryce. Silently I say a silent prayer for his health, hoping that he is OK. Despite how I feel about him, it would kill everyone if he were to get hurt in any way. He has helped Jesse move on with his life, giving him reasons to live once again. "Bo?" comes a familiar voice, sounding distant and silent and I fight to open my eyes to see who it is. After a short moment of struggle, I win the fight to open my eyes to find Luke lying in the hospital bed next to me. Once again confusion streaks through my body at seeing him here in a bed next to me instead of Bryceton, Luke hadn't been anywhere near when the fire had began to evolve. And yet it is Luke. "Bo!" his face widens with excitent at seeing me awake. He slowly grows serious as he asks, "How you feel, Bo?" I struggle to answer only to choke on the tube that is stuck roughly down my throat and Luke gives me a sympathetic look. An awkward moment passes by before the door is slowly opened and a doctor walks in, his face brightens up at seeing me awake. Silently he moves to me where he silently takes everything in, writing something down on his clip board. "It is good to see you awake," he smiles down at me, "it looks like your breathing has improved...I think we can take the tube out of your throat, perhaps see how that goes." After a long moment of preperation he roughly yanks the tube out and I am thrown into a coughing attack as I fight for air. Slowly my coughing eases to a stop while my throat remains raw with pain."How you feel?" he slowly asks. "I hurt," I slowly say in a whisper, "I wanna go home." "Not yet...you have a few more days before we can even consider you to go home," he grins at me before looking over his shoulder at Luke, "for both of you. For the time being...I think I will let you be and let you rest." After saying good night the doctor slowly and hesitantly walks out of the small room to disappear behind a closed door. "It's gonna be, OK Bo," Luke slowly says to bring my attention back to him, "the main thing is that you will be OK. You had us all worried there," I painfully shrug as I fight the tears that build in my eyes, "Jesse will be by in the morning...he had to leave a few hours ago due to visiting hours being over." "How's," I slowly say, taking a long pause to fight for air, "how's Bryce?" "He only suffered from smoke inhalation...he's fine," Luke carefully answers, "what you did, was very brave. If not for you, Bryce would for sure be dead right now. You saved his life." I silently shrug as I fight back the sleep that haunts me before I force myself to look over at Luke. "Why you here for?" I slowly ask as I silently take in his bruised body. "That's not what's important right now...we are both fine," he shrugs while taking me in, "why don't you get some rest." I go to argue against sleep before I slowly fall into sleep filled with vivid scenes of the fire eating the barn alive, being trapped under burned wood.

Well...since I will most likely won't be able to make it to the chat tomorrow night, I figured I would give you what is my favorite DOH episode. There is a lot of good episodes...which makes it hard. I like the first season or the first few episodes that they had aired, I thought they showed more of the characters and more of Hazzard and the farm. Perhaps that is just me Though if I would have to chose my ALL time favorite episode I would have to say "The Ghost of General Lee". That episode cracked me up. I could watch that episode over and over again and never get tired of it...well any Duke's ep...but especially t hat one. That is the one episode that I don't have on tape, that I wish I would have or could get. Anyway, there is my favorite episode -"The Ghost of General Lee"!

KHEE I think their dog and my cat would take it as an insult to call them a horse . I don't litteraly sit on them...just like you don't sit on the baby when you are baby sitting.

Sounds like a good idea Riddick...I won't be able to make it this Saturday night due to being at my parents' house - animal sitting But perhaps next month or so, I'll be able to catch y'all.

***CHAPTER THREE*** Tears of sadness and anger builds thickly in his bright green eyes as he glares pleadingly at me. "But I want to see them," he slowly begins to whine as he runs the back of his small hand across his cheeks, "Don't they want to see me?" "Of course they want to see you," I am quick to answer as I kneel down upon one knee in order to be more of his height. I sigh tiredly as he slowly walks over to me, wrapping his thin arms around my shoulders while his tears soak into my thin shirt. Pulling him back a step, I slowly wipe the tears that are spread across his thin cheeks before saying, "It is just some silly regulation...rule the hospital has about children your age visiting someone in the critical unit. You have to be a certain age in order to go visiting." He looks at me with big green eyes before looking over at Daisy who stands a few feet behind me, talking to Cooter. "Why?" Bryce slowly asks averting his attention back at me, "Why don't they want me to see them?" I take a deep breath as I fight for the right explanation to tell him, something that he would understand. "Going in there and visiting them, it is hard on adults to see...not alone children. It is a way of protecting them," I finally answer and he glares blankly through me, "protecting you." "Even you?" he slowly asks as his eyes become alert, "You don't like going to visit them?" "I never said that...I said it is hard on adults to go in and visit people on this floor. Yes it is very hard for me to go in there," I slowly pause as a thin hand comes to rest upon my shoulder, "and visit them. Not because I don't want to go and see them, I do, it is hard seeing them in the condition they are in. To see them weak and vulnerable while they fight for their lives." More tears begin to build in his misty eyes as I slowly finish attempting to explain to him. "You mean," his voice is heavy as he fights off his tears, "you mean, they're gonna die?" Watching large tears melt down his cheeks, my heart tightens at seeing him so sad, at hearing him speak his fears, my own fears. "I hope not," I finally answer, knowing that I can't possibly reassure him by saying they will be fine. "It now lies on the good Lord above and wether he wants them to live or to go to heaven. Perhaps if you go with Daisy and say a little prayer for them to be OK, to return home, perhaps He will answer your prayer." Bryceton slowly nods as he once again wipes at his face with the back of his hand that holds a Spiderman band-aid where the IV had been placed in at. "OK," he slowly answers glancing back at Daisy who offers out a hand for him, "can you give them something for me? Since I can't go in?" "Of course I can," I glance at him, wondering what he is going to produce for me to give them. He has nothing on him other than a pair of old hand me down faded jeans, old cowboy boots, and a longsleeved shirt. A small smile reaches his face as he grabs my hand and slowly places two gentle kiss in the palm of my hand. "My kiss," he finally answers, "my get feelin' better kiss." "They will love it," I grin at him as I am amazed by the smarts he possesses at his age as I slowly stand up. "You go with Daisy and Cooter, I'll be home before you know it." "Ok," he smiles through his tears before he slowly takes Daisy's hand and I watch silently as they disappear around the corner and into a brightly lit hall way. After a brief moment of standing silently in front of a few bench seats, I turn and walk down another hall way towards the boys's room. Walking through the bright lights that shine over the hall way, my mind replays the conversation I had just had with Brcyeton, the love and concern that he consumes him, amazes me by the day. I slowly reach Bo and Luke's closed hospital door and I silently say a small prayer myself for them to be OK, for Bo to wake up. Finishing my prayer I swiftly shove the door open and walk into the small room to be welcomed by their monitors echoing off of the walls. "Hi Uncle Jesse," Luke speaks up as he glances over his car magazine to see who has entered their room, "Daisy was just in, she says, Bryce gets to go home today. I bet he's excited." I give him a small comforting smile as I reach the foot of his bed to make my way to the small isle that lies between the two boys. Stiffly sitting down besides the nightstand the two beds share, that seperates the two beds, I glance over at Bo. My heart tightens within me at seeing no change for the better since last night when I had last was here...no change at all since he had first entered the hospital over a week ago. Turning back to Luke, I slowly answer, "Yeah he is on his way home now with Cooter and Daisy. Though he wasn't excited," Luke glances up questionably at me, "He wanted to come say hi to you and Bo...it is against regulatins of this hospital to allow children under the age of sixteen to visit anyone on this floor. That made him pretty upset." Luke slowly nods as he glances over my shoulder at Bo and his own fear shines brightly in his bright blue eyes, an emotion he has always hid from everyone else; fear. "Well...it may be for the better," he slowly answers forcing his attention from Bo to me. "Yeah. . .I tried to explain how hard it is for people, adult people, to visit people on this floor, not a lone a child of his age," I sigh as I glance down at my right hand that is tightly clenched into a fist, "Oh yeah, Bryce told me to give you something," I slowly say as I reach up and place my palm that Bryce had given me upon Luke's forehead. Luke glances questionably at me as I turn and do the same to Bo. "A kiss," I smile slightly at him and a broad smile reaches his face, "a get well kiss." "Well," Luke's grin slowly disappears with a look over my shoulder at Bo and I slowly follow his attention to find Bo's complexion to grow a shade paler, an ahsen color. "you'll have to thank him...from both of us." "Yeah I will," I answer as I turn around to face Luke, "he will like that." Other than for the monitors that ring loudly off of the thin walls, silence builds between us as our fears for Bo's health radiates off our bodies as we watch him silently sleep. I slowly run my hand through his thick blond hair and a shiver rushes through my spine at the deathly cold feel of his skin. "He'll be fine, Jesse...he's strong and stubborn," Luke finally speaks up to gather my attention. "Yeah maybe," I slowly answer as the horrid fire eating away my barn flashes behind my eyes, of watching Luke rush in there in fear for Bo and Bryce. Firemen dressed in their costumes pulling Luke's and Bo's still body out of the fire, displays clearly in the back of my head. Watching him sleep in unconcienceness, my mind slowly wonders, wondering if it had been Bo that they were after and Bryce just happened to be there. Or perhaps who ever is doing this is after all of us for some unknown reason.

Talking of the TVland awards - whatever they call them - if you watch TV Land and watch for the commercial for the award show - you will find John Schneider at the end. It displays several people talking about shows or what not, John is the last guy to talk. . .boy he looks as good as ever!

"Garrett!" Kristy jumps to his feet the moment Brian mutters something about getting him out of there. Defensivly she jumps to her feet, glancing over at Luke and Jesse for help. Silently Luke nods as he takes a couple of steps forward and motions to someone in the back. Glaring back at Kristy, Kristy seeks the worry that drips from Luke's blue eyes as he places a hand on a post. "Go see if you can find a doctor...someone with some medical experience," he says barely over a whisper, "we will need to get him to a hospital as soon as possible." Silently Kristy nods as she turns around almost running into Bo who walks up with Cooter. "I'm sorry," Bo fights to hide his worry out of his voice as he draws his sister into a tight hug, "he tried." "Yeah perhaps," Kristy shrugs before peeling loose to search for a doctor to help her brother as thoughts rush through her head. Running a quick hand over her eyes to attempt to dry her tears and to fight back any tears, she searches the crowded arena. For a short moment Kristy searches frantically for either a phone or some sort of physician in hope of helping her brother. Abruptly her thoughts draw her up short and she turns around to find Bo, Luke, Cooter, and Jesse in the ring, all kneeling around Garrett's still body that leaks blood like a water fall. "Damn," she says out of frusteration as Luke slowly rolls Garrett's twisted and broken body over as they try to find a way to carry him out of the ring. From where she stands, she hears no yell or gasp of pain leave from Garrett as she had expected to hear from them moving his twisted body. Slowly she forces herself to turn and search for a phone before slowly finding one. Hurriedly she rushes over there and shoves forcefully on the numbers that connect her to the hospital. As a soft female's voice comes on the line, Kristy explains what happened and where they are in an exasperated voice. With the confirmation that an ambulance is on it's way, Kristy slams down the reciever before she rushes through the path that she had taken. As she returns to her seat, she finds Garrett laying silently still on the cold floor with Luke and Bo hovering over him. Blood continues to flood from his nose. "H...how is he?" Kristy stutters in fear to hear the answer. "I called for an ambulance." Luke nods in acknowledgement as he pulls out a handkerchief that is quickly drenched in Garrett's blood as he attempts to put it to his swollen nose. "I don't know...unconscience at the moment," Luke slowly answers, "He's having a difficult time breathing through the blood and his broken nose." Kristy nods slowly in understanding as a single tear slowly streaks down her right cheek as she weakly finds a seat near by, where she is soon accompanied by Jesse and Cooter; who attempts to comfort her.

Kristy yells out in fear as she watches her brother being sweeped violently down onto the hard matt. Tears brim her eyes as she watches the blood flow from under his smashed in face as the angry Coltrane violent grabs hold of Garrett through different holds. Rushing protectively to the ring she is once again brushed back, ordered to sit with the rest of the visitors. Anger rushes through her at the gaurd but more so at the Coltrane that shows no mercy. Even angry at her brother for being so stupid as in not surrendering when he knew his chances were shot. That's Garrett for you. Horrified Kristy stares silently at the matt, at her brother being tightly held down, his face now being shoved angrily down into the matt. She is over come with panic as she forces herself to long breaths, fighting to remember to breath. Watching her brother lie on the matt, showing little use of struggle or any room to struggle, she fights back the thought of how far this fight may take him. Her kids would never forgive her if she had to go home to tell them that they may never see their uncle again. But that's life and she had tried to warn him off, but offer Garrett a fight and he is sure to enter...and not to surrender until the end. The end should have been long ago. "Damn it," she mutters wiping at her tear streaked face. "Shhh it'll be ok," Kristy jumps in startlement as a strong caring hand lands on her right shoulder. Slowly she glances up to find Uncle Jesse sitting next to her with Luke sitting on her other side. "It'll be ok?" she snaps looking up at Garrett, "How do you see it bein' OK? Garrett is up there getting his tail kicked...and bad. Who knows how far it will go. Damn him! Him and his damn ego always getting in the way, getting him either hurt or in trouble!" Both men look at me in amazement to hear my temper through my raised voice before Jesse presses me into him. "I know sweetie," he sighs through, his blue eyes shine in his own worry, "that all is a Duke trait...a negative in most account. Bo is the same way...so was or is your dad. It is up to him." "One other thing," Luke speaks up besides her, "us Dukes...we all stick together no matter what."

Kristy silently watches the silent signals that Lex and Eagle seems to send one another as she slowly takes another long drink, in a false hope to drown past the past that continues to haunt her. "She's right, you're not going to be sitting here by yourself!" comes a familiar voice from behind, to make Kristy abruptly set down her drink. Kristy yelps in surprise as a strong muscular hand gently reaches her right arm to drag her to her feet before she is able to look up to see who it is. Fighting to catch up enough to see who it was leading her out to the dance floor she sends Lex a thick questioning look, wondering what Lex's plans were for her. Slowly the man finds a opening space in the dance floor in time for the DJ to slowly switch songs, the high paced music is replaced by Lonestar's huge hit, "Amazed." Kristy slowly is pulled tight against the man's chest, reaching his chin. Looking up, her heart comes to an abrupt stop in surprised excitement at seeing it to be LB Davenport. "LB," she smiles at him, taking in his tight dark blue button up shirt and a pair of ungrease stained tight light blue jeans over his regular black cowboy boots, "you look great." "Thanks, you don't look too bad yerself," he grins down at Kristy, displaying a freshly shaved face, a gleam of happiness shines in his greenish brown eyes as he gently kisses her on the cheek before holding her tight to him. Kristy smiles as she holds him tightly as they dance to the music that plays on the speakers.

I would hope so (that it isn't fight to your death deal) cause I'd feel bad for Brian. Wouldn't want to see him too hurt and all by my brother.

Kristy gives Lex and her friend a friendly smile as she takes a slow drink while thinking of her response. "Well," she finally says placing the clear bottle back down to take in her new company, "I'd feel a bit akward getting some boogying done all myself and I ain't too good at joining in on things." Kristy glances around the room, taking in the familiar faces that are scattered around the dance floor. "Plus I haven't been in one of these in what seems to be ages now. It was before I had kids that is for sure, perhaps even before I met Trevor," her voice weakens with akwardness and uncertainity at mentioning her ex-husband's name, the one she continues to fight to forget. Struggling to regain her confidence she smiles at Lex and her friend, "It is sure glad to see everyone out having fun and all. It sure is great to see you here, thank-you for joining me. Now I won't have to feel so akward."