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Bo nodded too. "Like I said...I know how that feels...so...what's wrong with ya? Why are the doc's keepin' ya here..."

Bo looked to him, eating some more berries. "You scared of needles too?"

Joe closed his eyes as the doctor covered him with blankets, feeling even more sleepy.

Bo sighed gently, nodding a little. "Can understand that...I have a huge phobia of needles...very rare I willingly let anyone stick me...usually Luke has to hold me down or the doctors do...its never nice but in the end it helps..."

Joe sighed a little raspily, shivering softly.

Joe lay still under the doctors hands, feeling too tired to struggle and protest he was ok.

Bo chuckled and nodded. "Well yeah...astham doesn't affect my ability to drive....don't help none with runnin' or fightin' or doin' a lot of hard work...but ain't never affected things that really meant a lot to me..."

Joe rested on the table, looking up at the cieling as he started up coughing again.

Joe laid a little limp in Hank's arms, swallowing against his soe throat.

Bo shook his head a little. "Nah...they'd knock me out while I did it...then I couldn't feel it when I was awake...didn't mean I liked it none but...I'm thankful for it now...seein' as my asthma isn't as bad as it used to be...I wasn't supposed to live past my 5th birthday..."

Bo looked to him, nodding gently. "Yeah a lot of the time...had to put a tube down my throat some other times..."

Joe continued to just lean back against Hank, his eyes starting to close. His breathing was still raspy and his chest felt a little tight and achy.

Bo nodded, picking another berry and popping it into his mouth. "Yeah...I had asthma bad when I was a kid..."

Bo shrugged again. "Well the fact you always escape the doctors...see I woulda tried when I was younger but not bein' able to breathe made it a bit difficult..."

Bo shrugged, picking a berry and eating it. "Truth be told I dunno...your rude, not friendly and sure do run fast...but there's somethin' about ya I suppose...reminds me o'me..."

Bo grinned. "Sorry but I prefer to make like glue and stick to you..."

Bo saw the throw out the corner of his eye and went over to the bush, dropping onto his front and crawling under the bush. "Right I found you...so now you count to 10 and i'll hide..."

Bo had been following some footsteps until they had stopped by a row of bushes. He bit his lip and softly called out. "Troy...Troy I want to talk to ya..."

Joe leaned against him as they rode, feeling lethargic and weak as he leant against his older cousin.

Bo swallowed softly and jogged off in the direction that Troy had gone off in.

Joe couldn't do anything but nod a little

Joe eventually flopped back again, feeling completly weak and hurting.

Bo sighed a little, nodding "Alright...you get back in that truck an' wait for me..."

Bo looked to him again "You think I should?"

Joe continued to retch, his chest hurting more and more as well as his stomach.