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Cooter Davenport was more than just a scruffy face. Under all that craziness, a kind fun loving guy was there. This is what I think made him very easy to like. I didn't think he was bad looking either. Ben Jones will always be the Cooter to me.

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Angel sat at a fire warming herself. She took the sleeping bag out of the back. Angel began to rotate the small rabbit that sat over the fire. She heard an unfamiliar motor becoming more and more distinct as it came closer and closer towards her. She looked around. Angel stood up and cradled her gun. The car finally came to a stop. She took the safety off and pointed it at the tire. The gun fired just as the man put the car in park. A tall man walked out with a feather in his hat. The suit was dark black with lines all over it. He looked up at Angel and chuckled. "I told you I would be coming, you didn't have to jump the gun," He said. "Well, next time, use a car that is familiar and you won't have a flat tire," Angel replied. "How's the job?" "Good, you make work so much easier. This Hogg is a horrible person who tried to cheat me once.†Angel pushed back her hair and looked up at the animal who was her employer. She looked back down at her rabbit and touched the skin softy. She pulled it off the wooden rod she had created. “You know, if you finish this job I think I could get a certain someone out of prison.†Angel’s eyes widened she couldn’t believe her ears. Maybe Ken would finally be free. Maybe he would be able to live a normal life. “He was a test for you. I didn’t think you were loyal.†“You know I am loyal, I proved it with Ken!†“You’re becoming soft though.†“Look, I blew Boss’ car, what proof do you want from me Abe!†Abe got back into his car and sighed. He looked at Angel with these big eyes. “You get Hogg and you’ll find out.†Abe got into the car and smiled. He knew that he had Angel just where he wanted her. It was more than a joy, it was an opportunity to control everything in her life. Meanwhile… Stephanie had hung a bag and began to beat on it. She did every kick she knew. Bo walked in and looked at the girl. She was wearing a tight shirt and shorts. Stephanie knew Bo was there but kept working her magic on the bag. “Woe, that’s not your sister you’re hitting is it?†Bo asked. Stephanie punched the bag in the head. She kept working at it as hard as she could. “No, I didn’t think of that. I am just blowing some steam I guess,†Stephanie replied. She stopped hitting the bag and turned around. It whacked her in bum. Stephanie shook her head as she sat down on a pile of hay. “Well, he sure showed you.†Stephanie shook her head. She looked into Bo’s eyes. As tears formed, she turned away. “I am afraid.†“What are ya afraid of?†“Her, I don’t like these changes. She cut me out of her life. I hate this. We used to be so close that I could read her thoughts. Now, she’s out of my life. I am getting sick of living with her. She can’t decide whether she loves me or not.†Bo shook his head. He scratched behind his neck. “Well that’s what I see Bo, I don’t see Angel I see the car. I see how she doesn’t hold on to her values anymore. I see a fear about her that I have never seen before. I don’t like it at all.†“Maybe she’ll come around.†“Or maybe she’ll make the next move. There have been so many problems out there. It has gotten to the point where they question me. I don’t know what to tell Rosco. I don’t even know where Angel is. I can’t help them at all. I don’t think I can do this Bo.†Bo put an arm around his friend. He held her close. “You know what?†“What?†“I think this is more than one of those phases. I think there’s something behind this attitude. When something’s bothering Luke, he puts on a mask.†Stephanie thought for a minute. What could be holding Angel back from her? Why wasn’t she responding to what she normally did? Stephanie knew there were many things that have happened since the day they left Hazard. But which one triggered her? Was it that phone call six months ago where she couldn’t stop apologizing? Stephanie couldn’t say. She just wanted to know what her sister was thinking. She wanted to hold and love her. Stephanie was ready to go and find her sister this time, for real.

(This post was done by the Author of Chance) Unaware of the switch Huey Hogg had pulled. Angel's continued taking her pound of flesh from Hogg's oversized assets. As soon as the next day, a shipment of Boss's best illegal moonshine disappeared from a night run. Two days later an abandoned barn went up in flames, an unknown storage house for some of Hogg's illegal merchandise, the fire fuelled by Hogg's own stolen shine. But there seemed to be some method to the bounty hunter's sudden madness. In all the of the attacks, Angel made damned sure no one got hurt and always left some indication that she was behind it, whether it be being spotted not far from the scene or another note warning if the bet money wasn’t paid, more "surprises" were on the way. Angel's plan to was widdle away at Boss's illegal operations and nerves until he caved in to her demand to pay his debt. If he didn't, the attacks would become steadily worse. Angel just hoped Boss would see the light before someone really got hurt. Rosco and Enos were having no luck catching Angel either, Archangel was simply too much car, its drivers too experienced a wheelman...err...woman for the sheriff and his deputy. More than once, the blue Challengers lead them on a merry chase on the country back road, only to pull away in a burst of power or send the one or both of the patrol cars into a ditch via a trick even the Dukes would be proud of. And speaking of the Dukes, they and the younger Wilson were having the same amount luck finding the elusive Angel, either by hailing the CB or finding the blonde bounty hunter herself. Now it had become all too clear why Angel had set her younger sister free. She was cutting ties. Unburdened by the concern of safety for Steph, Angel could execute her plans without interference.

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(Writen by both authors) When Boss Hogg waddled out of his office that evening intending to go to the Boar's Nest, Angel was waiting for him. Archangel was parked across from the courthouse. Her hair waved in the wind. Angel had both lips pressed together with no emotion showing. She was sitting on Archangel’s hood, reclining her back against the windshield. When she noticed Hogg's Unfriendly look, she grinned and waved brazenly at him. Hogg was inclined to simply ignore the bounty hunter. Especially considering both Rosco and Enos were standing within earshot, their patrol cars parked just behind his in front of the courthouse. That is, until she saw the note left under the windshield of his Caddy. "Time's up, Hogg." Scowling, the commissioner snatched the offending piece of paper and stormed over to the blue challenger and the young women waiting for him. "What's this nonsense, Wilson?" Boss Hogg snapped. Angel smirked. "Your grace's period over, Hogg. I'm giving you one last chance to pay up, right here right now, before things get ugly," Angel replied coolly. "Ha! You ain’t getting one thin little dime from me! In fact..." Hogg crushed the note into a small ball and threw it onto the sidewalk. "You owe me 10 dollars for littering! And if you don't pay me, right here right now, I'm gonna have Rosco throw you in the pokey!" Instead of being intimidated, Angel's grin widened. "Rosco's gonna have more to deal with than a simple littering fine in a second…or about ten seconds, I should say. I intend to collect payment, one way or another." Reaching behind her, Angel pulled out her large cell phone. Calmly, she punched a number into the pad, but instead of putting the phone to her ear, she threw it at Hogg. "It's for you!" "Eh?" Hogg caught it, confused. That's when the caddy went up in a ball of fire. The sudden sound of the car exploding behind him sent Hogg cowering to the ground and the entire Hazzard county sheriff's department ducking for cover. Pieces of the car bashed onto the ground. Angel quickly slides off the hood and into Archangel’s driver's seat. "Shame, I always like that car," Angel mumbled. When Hogg looked up from the pavement, the blue Challenger was pulling away, tires squealing. Jumping to his feet and running over to the flaming remains of his Caddy, Hogg shouted. "Rosco, Rosco, What are waiting for?!" The Sheriff's head popped up from behind the patrol car were he had been hiding. "I'm gone!" Unfortunately when the key was turned in the sheriff's car, nothing happened. Taken aback, Rosco tried again, with no luck. Looking behind me, he saw Enos was having the same results. A look under the hood of the Plymouths revealed why, Angel had cut the fuel lines. In one hit, Angel had managed to not only make her intentions of collection loud and clear but also immobilize the entire sheriff's department while she escaped. Cooter, safe in his garage, had witnessed the whole scene. When the Cadillac had blew up, he ducked behind the truck he was working on and watched, jaw gaping, as the bounty hunter's car raced past the garage and out of town, unpesued. Gingerly reaching up for the truck's CB, he wondered what he was going to tell the Dukes and Steph that Angel had turned against the law. "Lost Sheep, This is Crazy C. We have a fallen Angel." ~~~~~ Hours later, Stephanie was still pacing at the news. She couldn’t believe her sister had gone that far. Angel wasn’t that kind of a person. She just came and told Stephanie that it was okay to have a normal life and now this? Angel seemed to be ruining lives all around her. Stephanie couldn’t believe it. “Heaven must be missing an Angel—I wonder what changed her?†Luke asked Jesse. Bo walked over to Stephanie and put a hand on her shoulder. She smiled. Bo motioned her to a chair. Stephanie shook her head of course. “Well son, sometimes people go through phases—I guess it’s our Angel’s turn. Why she would blow up Boss’ ride is beyond me,†Uncle Jesse replied. “She’s a Bounty Hunter,†Stephanie blurted. She shook her head. “What!†Bo exclaimed. “Yeah, I didn’t believe it at first either.†“Angel?†“Angel is nuts, she’ll do anything. You saw her hit me.†“Yeah but we all thought it was steam,†Luke commented. “I don’t know about this bounty hunting thing,†Bo added. He looked Stephanie in the eyes. “I don’t see her doing that.†“Okay, don’t believe me but I know the old Angel wouldn’t do anything like that,†Stephanie said. “Stephanie, are you sure about this?†Uncle Jesse questioned. “I’ve never been surer about anything in my life.†Stephanie sighed. She pushed back her hair. Her head lowered. Stephanie put her hands on the kitchen table. “Something has to be done to stop her. If my sister’s breaking the law, there’s something wrong. She made a promise to me and she always keeps her promises.†“Okay Angel, we’ll think of something.†The rest of the Dukes nodded. “Don’t worry sugar, if anything can be done, we’ll think of it,†Daisy finally added. “You guys are the best,†Stephanie said. She pushed her hair back. “Group hug.†Everyone came together for a hug. It was a sense of relief to know that the Dukes were on her side. Angel had changed and someone had to do something before she got into real trouble. Meanwhile, in Boss Hogg’s office, Jefferson-Davis Hogg was crying over his favourite car. He looked up at the plate of donuts. They were stacked in a pyramid shape. Boss looked at them like they were poison. Rosco walked in and smiled at Boss. “What are you so happy about?†Boss asked. “Good news, good news, Boss the cars are fixed,†Rosco said. Boss rolled his eyes. He put his second chin on the desk. “Rosco, I am gonna be dead on account of that Wilson gal and you’re talkin’ about your patrol car!†Suddenly a white hat poked through. Boss’ eyes widened. He was ready to boot that boy right out the minute he saw that hat. “Howdy Uncle…“ Huey began. “Don’t you howdy me you yella bellied horse radish! Git out of my town!†“Boss, you have to hear me out, I did a terrible wrong to you.†“Yeah, you ruin my life everyday you come to Hazzard!†“Boss, I used your name while gambling and now you owe a lot of money.†“How much money is a lot of money?†“You owe 10, 000 big ones.†“What! You mean you bet money in my name and lost—10, 000 greens! No wonder that bounty hunter’s after me! DANG IT HUEY!†“Bounty hunter?†“Yeah, I am gonna git myself killed because of you! Why are you so careless? What makes you ruin my life?†“I’m sorry Uncle Boss.†“Sorry don’t cut it. Rosco! Put him in the jail cell!†Boss rubbed the temple of his head. “What am I gonna do?†Boss shook his head and frowned.

(By Both Authors) Angel wasn't having any luck finding her sister. *Damn that girl* She thought. "Always heaping everything on my shoulders and then blaming me for the problems of the world. I took care of her for years when there was no one else and now when my career doesn't agree with her, I'm the bad guy," Angel mumbled to herself. Peeved and Consumed by guilt for the heavy hand she used on her baby sister, Angel's hand tightened on Archangel’s steering wheel. She knew it went deeper than that. The sweet Angel herself had changed somewhere along the line. But being a bounty hunter did that to a person. Angel got a front row view of the worst of humanity; killers, rapists, abusers, people who thought nothing of taking an innocent life…betraying a trusted friend. That last thought causes a stab of heartsickness. She shouldn't talk about betrayal, not when the case that made her career, that launched her as a serious bounty hunter was just that. A friend's betrayal. Her mentor, a man closer to the two girls than their own father, had become Angel's first bounty, as proof she could put her personal feelings aside and get the job done. Now he sat rotting in prison because of her own damned ambition. Angel still didn't have the heart to tell Steph what she had done. As one of Pittsburgh's top car thieves, Ken had taken Angel and Steph under his wing and taught the Wilson sisters everything they knew about cars, from racing to mechanics to lifting them. He was a mentor like no other. Giving them shelter after everyone else turned their backs to them. Angel was grateful and so was Steph. How did she show her gratitude? By putting him into a circle that could end his very life. After that, Angel changed dramatically. She cut her hair, bought her own car, Archangel and dusted off her old Beretta from her thieving days, a move Steph had strenuously objected to. The older sister also became cooler and more distant, even to Steph. Inwardly, Angel wished she hadn't needed to change, but it was a matter of survival for her profession. Distance was safer, in every sense of the word. It was that simple. With that thought, came another. In the next few days, things between her and Hogg would be getting ugly, and although Angel would be the target, some backwash could hit Steph. If nothing else, Angel was still protective of her younger sister. When Angel had told Boss "by any means necessary", she had meant it. Maybe it would be best for her and her sister to have some real distance. She could stay the hotel while Steph stayed with Dukes. Yeah, Steph wouldn't appreciate it now but she would be safer for it. Now mentally set, Angel brought the car quickly around in the middle of the dirt road and turned back to the Duke Farm. `````` Angel nodded her head softly. “She’ll get hurt again if she gets in my way,†Angel decided. Angel took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Her eyebrows lowered and her face tightened. “Okay, I’m going to have to tell her.†Angel drove off towards the Duke farm. She glared at the scenery. This was once a place of wonder and beauty. Now it was a place where she didn’t want to be. Angel was sick of being in this town. A few more days and she would be rid of it. A few more days and she could forget the horror of the life she was living. It was like Angel was bleeding inside. This place was such a wonderful place and now, it was a world of horrors. Each tree stabbed Angel’s conscience. Each dirt road she was heading down seemed to be winding and full of bumps. Angel’s very blood turned cold. She pushed her hair as she got to the Duke farm. Luke was outside chopping wood. His shirt was off. You could see every muscle move in a musical fashion. He grabbed another piece and laid it on a large stump. Luke raised the axe as Angel cleared her throat. Luke swung the axe. “Did you finish taking care of your business?†Luke asked as the wood shattered. He looked up at Angel. “Or are you here to take another swing at your sister?†Angel shook her head. “Look, I was frustrated okay? Haven’t you ever been frustrated?†Angel questioned. Luke put his axe down. Angel shook her head again. She picked the axe up. “Don’t let me stop you from doing your job here.†“What you did was—“ “Wrong? Don’t you think I know that?†Luke put a hand on Angel’s shoulder as he looked into her eyes. Luke tried to embrace her but Angel pushed away. “What’s your problem?†Angel smiled weakly. “I just don’t want to be touched. Luke, I am shaken up from what I did.†Angel looked at Luke. She could remember everything that she did with him last time they were in Hazzard. It wasn’t a horrible situation. In fact, Angel enjoyed it. But that was then and this was now. “Yeah, I can understand that.†Luke took the axe out of her hand and propped another piece of wood on the stump. She smiled at him. “Is my sister home yet?†“Nah, they went grocery shopping.†“They?†“Bo and Steph.†“Oh?†“He took the list and skedaddled.†“Same old Stephanie.†“Bo and Steph are good people.†He held the axe in the air and took a swing. The wood separated into four clean pieces. “Bo really likes your sister.†“Yeah and if he breaks her heart, I’ll break his legs.†Luke laughed softly. “Yeah, I know the feeling.†Luke piled up the wood on the ground. He looked up at Angel and smiled. “If ya wanna make your sister feel better, this is the time to do it.†Luke grabbed another piece of wood and piled it up. Angel nodded and jumped back into Archangel. She took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Angel looked out into the blue horizon and sped up. She turned on her music. Angel cranked it up high. She began to bob her head to the music. As she got into town, Angel could see Stephanie’s legs under the General Lee. She shook her head. “Always working on cars,†Angel said. Bo grabbed her by the legs and chuckled. He pulled her on the scooter. “Bo, c’mon, I’m working here,†Stephanie said. “I didn’t ask you to modify him,†Bo replied. “So?†“Hey Steph,†Angel said as she walked out of Archangel. Stephanie slid back under the General. “Oh don’t do that! I just want to talk to you.†Stephanie began tinkering with the great General Lee again. She didn’t want to talk to her sister at the moment. Angel didn’t appreciate being ignored of course. She pulled Stephanie out. Stephanie got up and began to walk away. Angel grabbed her by the shoulder. “What do you want from me?†Stephanie asked. “I am going to stay at a hotel for a few days so I can cool off. I want you to have fun and be a normal kid okay?†Stephanie was bewildered by Angel’s statement. Did she really mean it? Angel hadn’t said something like that in months. “Who are you and what did you do with my sister?†“Stephanie, I mean it. Live a little.†A beam of sunlight filled Stephanie’s once clouded face. She gave her sister a hug. Angel tapped her back with two fingers. “Now, you have a good one.†Angel walked back towards Archangel and got in the car. She crossed the street. *The court house is just the place to talk to Boss Hogg* Angel thought to herself. Her boots tapped softly on the pavement as she walked towards her next victim.

Bo came out of the shower just as Angel sped off in her car. "Where'd Steph go?" Bo asked. Luke explained what happened. Bo rolled his eyes as he sighed. "I can't believe Angel would just leave her alone without explanation." "Well sometimes people don't think about those things," Luke replied. "No, I don't think that Stephanie should be left alone right now. Stephanie ain't ever been hit before." "Now Bo, I think Angel knows her sister a little better than you know her." "I don't care Luke, I'm gonna go after her, Uncle Jesse, can I borrow your pickup?" "Long as you return her in good shape," Uncle Jesse replied. Bo nodded. "Yes sir." He ran out the door. Bo got into the pickup and went on his way. He knew there were very few places Stephanie could be hiding. Bo remembered where they met when Angel stole Boss Hogg's car. He drove towards the log cabin. Bo parked the truck and looked around. He went in the cabin and saw Stephanie crying. As he walked towards her, Stephanie shook her head. "Look Angel, I don't want to hear it again!" Stephanie said as she turned around. Bo waved at her. "Oh, it's you." "Yeah, I figured you would need someone." "Bo I appreciate it but--" "I know, I do that too." "Do what?" "Push people away when I need them most." Stephanie smiled. She stood up. "You know Steph, you can tell me anything." "I just can't understand why she did that." "Luke and I duked it out once. I don't know why we were even fighting. Maybe she's the same way. She doesn't know why she did it." Stephanie sighed. "I was egging her on a bit but she's never done it." Stephanie's head lowered. She pushed away her tears and looked back out. "I know this must be hard. Sometimes sisters fight." "Not like this Bo. Angel and I have always been so close. I don't know why this is suddenly happening." "I am sure you do." Bo shook his head. "I don't know, I know Luke better than a lot of people. Even when he won't tell me what's wrong, I know. I think there's something you're trying to hide." Stephanie was puzzled by Bo's statement. How would he know? "Okay, you want to hear what I think?" "Yeah." "This job is hurting her. She's lost who she is. I can't stand it. Now she's too sensible. Angel can't take jokes. I don't know, it's like we're on different sides of the planet. Everytime I get close to her, she pushes me away." "Maybe she wants to make sure you don't get hurt." "A little too late for that isn't it?" Bo put a hand on her shoulder. Stephanie smiled. "Maybe I am fretting over nothing. I don't know." "If you're hurt, it ain't nothing." "Bo I just need to laugh." "Well I can assist ya in that." "A guy goes into a bar, orders twelve shots and starts drinking them as fast as he can. The bartender says, 'Dang, why are you drinking so fast?' The guy says, 'You would be drinking fast if you had what I had.' The bartender says, 'What do you have?' The guy says, '75 cents.' " Stephanie smiled. "That's pretty good." Bo frowned at her. "What?" "Pretty good?" "You're going to have to do a lot more to make me laugh." Bo thought for a minute. "What's black and white and red all over?" "What?" An embarassed zebra!" Stephanie laughed. "So that was a good one?" "No, I'm laughing at you." "So the joke wasn't funny?" Stephanie laughed harder. "Come on Bo, let's go." They both walked out of the cabin together.

(This is a cowritten project by Essy and Chance's author) It's a another northern invasion. Stephanie and Angel Wilson are back. Stephanie is now the driver for the General Sherman. Angel has a new look, a new car and a new career...bounty hunter. Meet the newest addition to the Wilson garage, a 1970 midnight blue Challenger names Archangel. ==== Two cars pulled into Hazzard garage, one right next to each other, which wasn't anything rare. The first car however warranted a second look, as the bold red, white and blue racing colors and the southern scorned name "General Sherman" gleamed in the sunlight. The other car, a nearly identical Dodge Challenger, which pulled up behind, was no less powerful looking but its dark midnight blue color almost looked sedate next to its counterpart. ...And if the arrival of the twin cars didn't invite a look, the drivers stepping out of the cars did. Angel Wilson grinned as she exited the dark blue car. The former car thief was grinning as she look around Hazzard square. She looked dramatically different from the Wilson sisters last explosive arrival to Hazzard. Her previously long blonde hair was shorn short, falling in uneven chops just above the shoulders. She made an striking figure dressed in leather black pants and a blue silk shirt that almost matched the car. Stephanie had sprung into a beautiful young flower of course. Her hair was now shoulder length. She had been out in the sun for so long highlights began appearing everywhere. She was in charged of Sherman from now on two levels. Stephanie had turned into quite the racer since the last time she got into Hazzard. The rumble of two powerful engines had brought the town mechanic out the garage. He immediately tipped his hat up and smiled at the familiar racing car. "Well, if it isn't the invaders from the North! Angel and Stephanie Wilson, you two girls back in town to start another Un-civil war with the Dukes?" Not waiting for an answer, Cooter placed a hand on the General Sherman's hood. "You’re looking good Sherman." Angel couldn't help but chuckle of Cooter's greeting to their racing car. The northern stockcar champion had given the General Lee a run for its money last time the Wilson’s visited Hazzard, as competition hired by Hogg to derail the Duke’s winning of a major race. The two Yankee sisters had also proved a match for the Dukes in other matters too. Since then, Stephanie had entered the racing circuit, taking over her older sister's realm. Angel, however, had taken a whole new career. One she wasn't about to share just yet. She watched as Cooter circled the newer car. "Nice." He glanced up at Angel, who nodded, before popping the hood. The mechanic let out a long, low whistle at what he found. "Ang, you REALLY molded this car. This ain't no racer." The engine was powerful but not the racer model that the General Sherman held, but one modified to run quietly but with the potential for speed and quick gear changes when needed. This car wasn't built to outrun another car, but to chase them down with bursts of power and superior handling...a hunter. "No, Archangel ain’t." Angel didn't elaborate. Instead she reached it and opened the glove compartment. The opened hood hid the mechanic view of the interior; otherwise he would have seen the Beretta tucked inside. Grabbing some folded papers, Angel snapped the compartment shut and straightened. "Hogg's office still in the courthouse?" "Yeah, but what you want to see him fer?" Cooter's eyes suddenly widened. "You're not..." Angel laughed out loud at the expression. "No, we ain't been hired by Hogg again. I got other business to attend to this time." With that cryptic remark, Angel turned and crossed the street, papers in hand, leaving the bemused Cooter to look at the young brunette Wilson. "What was THAT all about?" Stephanie shrugged. Cooter slowly slithered to his garage and leaned against the wall. Stephanie looked at Archangel and began to wipe the dusty grits left behind from the dirt roads. "I don't know really," Stephanie mumbled. "Uh huh, that's what they all say." "No, that's what I say." "Look Steph, last time y'all were here I had some cars to repair. Now don't get me wrong I was happier than a hog in mud but it was trouble." "We ain't that bad Cooter. I have changed since then." Stephanie pushed her hair back and looked at the mechanic closely. She directed her eyes down again as she popped the hood to Sherman. "Oh? Then what is Angel up to?" Stephanie looked up as she pulled out the dipstick. Stephanie shrugged and put it back in its place. “Well?†“Why should I WORRY about what my sister does? I am not her keeper.†Cooter looked at Stephanie in disbelief. “I’m sorry Cooter, I guess I’m a bit tired from the trip. Forgive me?†“Of course I forgive ya. So what about Angel?†Stephanie sighed. She leaned on the hood of General Sherman. Stephanie pushed back her hair. "Angel keeps to herself mostly. She's got herself mixed up in some new job. She says it's a challenge. I don't know what she's doing back in Hazzard but I am back to challenge Bo to a race today wanna join?" Stephanie replied. She pushed her hair back and looked at Cooter cheerfully. "I don't know about you two.†Cooter walked closer towards Stephanie looking at her face to face. “Y'all always seem to push trouble to the limits." "Trouble's my middle name Cooter and you should know that by now." Stephanie got in the car, she started up the engine. “Besides, if there wasn’t trouble in Hazzard, Bo and Luke would be doing their farming all day.†“Yeah, I guess so.†Stephanie shifted gears sped off to see where the boys were. “Everyone in this town is always full of questions,†Stephanie said to herself. She pulled out a lipstick and put it on her bottom and top lip. She rubbed her lips together. “I am so sick of having this happen. What am I supposed to do, betray my sister?†Stephanie shook her head. She sighed softly. Oh Stephanie knew what Angel was up to alright. She was truthful about one thing, Angel's job was a challenge for sure. It would be a war especially when the victim was Boss Hogg. Angel didn't break stride as she pushed through the door of the sheriff's office and heading for Hogg's office, pointedly ignoring the objections of Enos, Rosco apparently out on patrol. Without looking back, she opened the commissioner's office door. "Surprised to see me, Hogg?" She said, smirking. "Angel Wilson, well ain't you a sight. Are you here to steal my car. Well if ya want, here are the keys," Boss Hogg remarked smugly. He took the keys out of his pocket and flashed them in front of Angel. Angel slapped them away from her and shook her head. She grinned sarcastically down at the round man reclining in the office chair. "Tempting, but I gave up that life. I have new business with you, Hogg. It appears to owe some friends of mine a lot of money and I'm here to collect for them." She tossed down the papers she held on to the desk. It was a collection of betting slips, IOUs and written collateral. "Pay up, Boss." Boss Hogg laughed hysterically. "Nice forgery Angel but I won't be givin' you that money 'cause you're gonna rot in jail for forgin' this thing." Boss lit a cigar and began to take smooth puffs of it. He looked at Angel and began laughing again. He blew the cool rugged smoke at Angel. She fanned it away. "What a scam, taking people's money that way. You must be desperate. What is Stephanie in Jail?" Angel's blue eyes flashed with anger for a moment but the smile never faded. "No scam this time, Hogg, I'm serious. You can check those papers yourself, ‘cause I have the originals in safekeeping. I've been hired to get the money from you, by any means necessary." Placing her hands on the desk, the blonde bounty hunter leaned forward. "But since I'm in a generous mood and have other business in Hazzard, I'm giving you fair warning. You have 24 hours to pay up, before I start taking action." "Yeah, okay little lady, I'll pay you.†“Let’s see it.†“Oh let me finish. I’ll pay you in monopoly money," Boss laughed. He pulled his desk open and grabbed a bag of candy bars. Boss turned his rotating chair around facing his back to her. "See ya tomorrow and you can collect your many colors of the rainbow." "Your funeral, Boss!" With that, Angel turned and left the office. Boss Hogg had no idea what he was in for. ==== Meanwhile, over at the pond, Bo was skinny dipping with a girl. General Sherman inched up slowly. Stephanie laughed as she saw Bo. She remembered the nice jean skirt and tan shirt she brought for Sunday class. A trick was in order. She rubbed her hands together as she took the two items out of her suitcase. She grabbed Bo's clothes and replaced them. Stephanie went behind a set of bushes and changed into his clothes. Bo's lady friend got out of the water and put her dress on. Bo got out and grabbed the clothes that were left for him. The shirt looked like his except it had the name "Stephanie" written on the left side pocket. Bo slid the skirt on thinking it was a pair of pants. As he began to walk, Bo felt funny. He looked down at his attire and was very shocked to say the least. His lady friend looked at him laughing as she began to walk away. "Don't worry about driving me home, I can walk," She laughed. Bo looked around but couldn't see anyone. General Sherman suddenly backed up from behind the bushes. There sat Stephanie with a giant smile on her face. "Want your clothes?" Stephanie shouted from in the car. "Now Stephanie you better give those back or I'll..." Bo began. "Or you'll what?" She began to drive away. Bo slid over the hood of the General Lee and got into the car. He pulled down his jean skirt as he went. He started up the engine and looked around for the one who robbed his clothes. "Sunbeam this is lost sheep two come in," Bo said into the receiver. "Hi honey, this is sunbeam, what do ya need?" Stephanie asked. "Let's start with my clothes." "If you want them, you're gonna have to take them from me." "You're gonna wish you didn't say that." Bo sped up. He laughed softly. Bo only had one advantage over Stephanie, he knew Hazzard better than he knew the General Lee. Now friends, that's pretty good. Bo finally caught up with her bumper. "Peek-a-boo, I see you." Stephanie continued to drive. "But you can't keep up even if you tried.†Stephanie took a dip in a road. She landed hard. The General did the same. Stephanie did some trick driving along the way. "Wow Bo, your pants are the secret to your driving." “Oh you wish.†“Yeah, I’d be able to beat you everyday with these wranglers.†"You ain't keepin' them." There were two semi's coming towards them faster than lighting. Both swerved to miss. The General ended up in Hazzard pond and Sherman ended up on a slant down the hill. Stephanie got out making sure Bo was okay. Bo looked like he was in a spa. He was covered head to toe with muddy water. Stephanie looked at him and laughed. "Now I know you're a lady so, I’ll help you like a good gentlemen," Stephanie joked. She put out a hand to help him. Bo pulled Stephanie into the water. They began to wrestle and fight with each other. It was old times again for Stephanie and Bo. "So what do we tell Cooter?" Bo asked. "Tell him you had a blonde moment," Stephanie answered. She took a big glob of mud and shoved it down his shirt. They began to fight a little bit more before two muddy bodies got inside of General Sherman. After calling Cooter, the two muddy soldiers walked onto Uncle Jesse's clean floor with soaking socks. Uncle Jesse peered up at the two of them. "Walking on my floors looking like that! You must be askin' for a funeral because I'll give it to ya!" Uncle Jesse exclaimed. "We wiped our feet," Stephanie laughed. "Oh is that the sound of Stephanie Wilson I hear?" "In the flesh Jesse. We'll mop it later." Uncle Jesse looked at his nephew. "Bo, pull your pant legs apart, you look like you're wearing a dress." Bo had almost forgotten about the dress. He turned bright red. Stephanie began to laugh at him as Luke walked in. "What happened to you two?" Luke asked. "Car accident," Bo replied. "Is the General okay?" "Yeah, I ended up in the pond though." Luke smacked his head. "Cooter said it won't be a problem." "Don't do it again." Luke straightened up. "Where's Angel?" "With the way she's been actin' I don't care. She could be taking some old dude's money. I don't know," Stephanie replied. Uncle Jesse handed both of them a large towel. Stephanie draped hers over her shoulders. "What do you mean?" "Oh never mind, I am gonna take a shower." Stephanie grabbed the suitcase out of the back of the General and brought it inside the house. She then jumped into the bathroom. Bo was stuck waiting there in a dress. === Meanwhile, Angel was driving Archangel to the Duke farm. The older sister had changed a lot since her last visit of Hazzard. She was still the more cautious, quieter of the two but her career as a bounty hunter had started to leave her cool hearted and jaded. Steph had noticed it and mentioned it, Angel had just shrugged it off as "risks of the job". It put money on the table while Steph finished school and that was what mattered. As the dark blue car pulled besides the Generals, Angel remembered that she told Steph to keep the real reason for her return a secret. There was no need to involve their friends in the battle that was about to happen. Angel walked up to the porch and knocked on the aged wooden door. Last time the Wilson sisters visited this house, they left as friends to the Dukes, and Angel could only hope that the same would be true this time around. Bo walked over to the door in his skirt. He pulled it down a little. The dry mud slid down the denim material. Angel looked at Bo as if he was some sort of alien. "Oh good, your sister's here, she's having a shower. How are ya?" Bo asked. "What happened to you?" Angel asked, trying to change the subject. "Oh, your sister and I got into a little accident and..." "No, I mean why are you wearing a skirt?" "Your sister, need I say more?" Angel rolled her eyes. Before, this behavior was accepted. At times, Angel would join in but now, she had no time for such foolishness. Angel was here to do a job not baby-sit her sister. "I'll have a talk with her. Maybe then SHE will behave herself." Bo and Luke looked at Angel bewildered by her statement. "You guys don't mind if we stay for a few days do ya?" "No, our home is always welcome to you two." "Shower's free," Stephanie said as she popped her head around the corner. Bo smiled. He ran for it. Stephanie jabbed him in the ribs hard and winked. Angel grabbed her sister's arm hard. "You haven't got the sense girl! You know better than to act this way! You don't think anymore," Angel scolded. "Well maybe if you stuck around a little more for me, it would be different!†Stephanie exclaimed. Angel rolled her eyes. “I am doing this for you.†“Oh sure, you keep saying that.†“Don’t you start Stephanie, we’ve been through this a hundred times.†“No, you have been through this a hundred times, I still don’t understand why you have to keep doing this. Why can’t you have a normal job instead of going off on some stupid...?" Stephanie began. Angel slapped her mid sentence. Stephanie stared at her sister shaking. She walked out of the house. "Stephanie I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" It was too late. Angel had hit her sister. To Stephanie that was the greatest crime a sister could ever do. Angel didn't want to do it. Stephanie was just being so careless again. She never used her brain. Always doing things that weren't right. Stephanie would drive until she found a spot to cool down. Angel didn't know where that was anymore. She used to be able to find her sister without even trying but lately her radar was jammed. Angel plowed her hands though her short, blonde hair. She looked at the stunned Dukes apologetically. "I'm sorry you had to see that, but the girl's got to learn to grow up," Angel said softly. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen ya hit her before,†Luke mumbled. He looked at Angel surprised by what she had done. Angel’s face turned red. “I didn’t wanna hit her it just…happened. I was so mad. I love her to pieces.†Angel shook her head. She couldn’t believe she had done that. “Well go after her, tell her how you’re feeling. Steph could be just as frustrated as you are.†Angel shook her head again. “Why not?†“She needs some time to cool and I have some work to do.â€

Rosco rubbed his hands together vivaciously as he smiled. He turned on his sirens. Bo turned on some music, it just happened to be the beach boys. Luke tightened his grip on the wheel. He saw a dip in the road and jumped right over Rosco. Bo and Luke laughed as Rosco continued to chase them. Essy smiled as she got two arrows out from the back of Dixie. "Hilery, I knew you brought these for a reason. Daisy, hold it still," Essy announced. Essy sat up tall on the side of dixie. She aimed the arrow and hit Rosco's tire. Thank goodness Rosco was too busy paying attention to the Dukes to notice that arrow fly. It caught him completely off gaurd. He swerved off to the side of the road and hit a tree. Bo and Luke kept on going. Daisy stopped to help him. She pulled the arrow out of his tire as they stopped. "Are you okay Rosco?" Daisy asked. "Boss was wearing a dress and he looks snazzy," Rosco said, "Rosco, do you know who you are?" Hilery asked. "Sure, I am Captian Hook," He wearily replied. Everyone laughed. "C'mon Rosco, we'll get you to the hospital." Later on that evening... Cooter woke up and saw the whole Duke family sitting around him along with Hilery of course. Cooter looked at them and smiled. "What am I doing in a hospital bed?" Cooter asked. "You were real sick for the past couple of days," Hilery replied. Cooter jumped up. "My garage." "Taken care of." Cooter sighed as he lie back down on the comfy bed. "So did I miss much?" Everyone looked at each other. Some of the Dukes had bruises and cuts. Others had casts. "Nah, you didn't miss too much," Bo laughed. Everyone had to grin. It was another day in Hazzard. Another one that was about to take a new Hazzardous turn. THE END

Hilery looked at Millie walking quite well on her two busted legs. "I heard a snap! Hilery exclaimed. "You's shoulda known that I's had my legs broken before," Millie laughed. "Now my man needs to be gussied up 'fore the weddin'. I want him lookin' real purdy." Millie began to twirl Bo's hair between his fingers. Bo became angry and tried to sturggle. No one touches his hair and gets away with it. Essy pulled her legs up further and further to her head. Hilery's attention was suddenly directed on her. "What are you doin'?" Hilery asked. "Getting my knife if Bo keeps that gal busy long enough," Essy whispered back. "I'll help." Hilery looked at Millie. "No wonder you didn't get a man, you're too man like." Millie picked up the chair and looked Hilery in the eye. "I am a lot of things but I ain't no man." Millie put Hilery down and stormed off. Twenty minutes later, Judd decided moved in a little closer to get a better look. A rather large shadow stood above her. "Howdy, I's Millie and you's mine," Millie sighed. "Not if I can help it!" Luke exclaimed. Daisy and Luke got up at the same time. They hit Millie down on the ground.

However, she didn't see Pa Boudary come from behind. He pulled the gun away and smiled. "Looks like we're gonna have three of my kin gits married today 'bout time too," Pa Boudary said. "You can't marry me, I am already married! Essy exclaimed. "Oh shoot, you can have two husbands. Boys we's gonna need a couple of chairs, them girlies are gonna be stayin' a spell." Hilery rolled her eyes. Within minutes the two women were tied up beside Bo. "Rule number one, do not come without calvary," Bo mumbled. "What's rule number two?" Hilery asked. "Don't be a loud mouth." Hilery shrunk in her chair. "Sorry Hil. I thought you learned something from huntin with me. Silence gets the moose. Loud people get to eat grass." Hilery couldn't believe she was getting lectured like she was a little girl. Meanwhile...

But of course, the pretty author is having a birthday. We trust that you are well. Thanks for always being a friend. HAPPY BIRTHDAY

I don't want gummy bears either, as I said, I was scared. After all that's said and done it was me who was most afraid of loosing Hazzard because it has been dead around in this portion. I hear less and less from the people I love. I don't think you should leave Kristy. You are loved by all. You just have to get into this. I don't feel a part of this because I am busy Monday to friday in school. There have been more than a couple of times when I have thought, "I shouldn't be here." And maybe I shouldn't. I am not exactly a good seed either. I told ya that fights are okay...just not constantly, and that's my opinion. You are a good bad guy Brian and to have you any other way would just be wrong. I don't know if it's hit the road Essy or what but I guess I have stirred up my mess of trouble with my opinion as usual. Sorry everyone. I guess I too was worried if I fit in the puzzle and was scared of more character deaths or disagreements that took people away from Hazzard. I am a worry wart. Case closed. Sorry I will try to keep out of things and keep my gums closed so I don't stir up anything else. Kristy, it ain't really your fault. I was feeling the same way and I pushed for you to write that post. I am sorry. So in all reality, it would be me that needs to leave and not you. Maybe it is best. None of you guys should leave, you are awesome but if you want me to, I understand.

I don't want to stop being talked to either. I just want peace. No, I wasn't really directing the fighting part at just you Brian. No, I don't think that it is all your fault. Yes, I am not around as much but that's because it is hard to be online and be in college at the same time as some people know. This was a hard thing for me to mention as well. This was hard to talk about because really, I was keeping it in my head. I like to be talked to and it probably is what kept me coming back to CybarHazzard!!!! I have people here that couldn't be relpaced. I am scared I am gonna loose that. I always seem to loose the best things in my life. I always seem to loose when all I want is to win. I don't get things because someone doesn't care enough to give. I fight for what I need and I need friendship. I miss it, I want it. At least when I can be on, I don't want to be ignored. I know that this is something that I have to take ownership with too. I know that it isn't everyone else's fault because it ain't. Brian, you have been a friend for a long time now. To loose you would be like loosing a part of myself. You have always been a good friend to me. Daney, You already know how I feel about you. I wanted to tell you the other night what I told my two other friends. I wish you didn't leave. I love and adore you as any full fledged sister would. I don't want you to leave because of my hurt either. I want you both to know that you are my friends. I don't want to live without you. I am worried all this fighting will split up yet another site and again I will be all alone. It's been known to happen. People have said the same thing, "It won't happen." or "It's all in fun." In the end, the site becomes dead. No emotion, no love, a whole lot of nothing. It is like I was standing in a desert where the whole world was dead. Nothing was left but some old posts and a wind that seemed to be passing through there. I don't want a Hazzard like that. This is my fear. I'll come back after doing my course and find all my friends have left. All of them have moved on and left me behind to look at this board. No one comes online or if they do, they'll ignore you. That's what has happened to me on other boards. They were just as tight knitted as this bunch started out. Now, they have all gone their own sepperate ways never to be a family again. I am scared, I don't want it to happen.

You didn't

Brian, usually when I want to talk to someone I do. I start the topic. With some, I get conversation. With others, I get the one word answers and it feels like they don't even care. I understand what you're saying though. However, people that are shy may be afraid to start conversations. People like me aren't afraid to start them. Although on occation I have been known to interupt people's busy lives or they just don't talk back. As I said, a good fight is fine once in a while but not on a day to day basis. I have seen fights, too many. I have a sister that is very aggressive. However, we need to stop doing it all the time. If you want to sit there and do it head to head all the time, you might as well sign up for the WWE, would save the trouble. I know, you need to vent but PLEASE, it's going too far. I don't mind it once in a while but I think that we have enough violence in this world. Hazzard had it's fights but a lot of times, it was just because they were on the run or they needed to catch the bad guy or the bad guy needed to get away. I am sorry if I offened anyone. I don't think that we should be doing it all the time. I know, you'll do it whether I give you my blessing or not. It just sadens me that all we know how to do is fight. I am taking a class to further myself and to become a better person. I have learned about the basic needs of a human being. They include love and belonging. This constant fighting disrupts that. It also disrupts the secuity and saftey some people need in order to survive. How can we have all our basic needs met if all we get is war? Think about it

(((Kristy)))) Hazzard was just that place here when I first came as well. Hazzard was amazing. The first experience I had was with Daney. She introduced me to everyone. One by one I met the group. The one important person she introduced me was you my dear. You know, You are loved by me. I really enjoyed your company and what you have done for me. Kristy makes a good point. I too have been having problems with how things have been going. Within the little circles problems have been occuring. Problems between people that would have Uncle Jesse taking all of us over his knee I guess. Hazzard is supposed to be more than just a safe place but a fun place and to me it is slowly going down the tubes. I have seen a place fall apart. I used to be involved with other sites in writing stories and all of them are now dead. All the people seem to find something to fight about. I am to blame for it as well. What is Hazzard? Good point. To me, Hazzard was a place you could go to and you would recieve love and care. They would drop anything to help a friend. People are family in Hazzard even if they ain't related. I know that I used to love to come here to see the three people that were sooo close to me they were like sisters. I enjoyed sitting there talking. Sometimes we would have beach parties and play. Really, it was all about fun. It was about love, fun, friendship. It was about people caring. It was about a joy that couldn't be felt anywhere else. There has been a lot of fighting. A friend told me, "To vent, you need some fighting." Yes, very true. You can't go anywhere without some disagreements. However, this has become a national event. I don't agree with fighting for fun. I don't think Uncle Jesse would be proud of us for just sitting there fighting with each other. If Bo and Luke were involved, they would be trying to make us make up. About being ignored, I think the fights have something to do with it. People are so involved with fighting or other things, they forget what's important. Love. I love all of you like family and I adore you more than anything. I think you guys are wonderful as well. At times, I feel pretty ignored myself. Sometimes when I am here in cybarhazzard, I will have a lot of people talk to me at the start and go all silent at the end. I miss friendships. Love is important. Friendship... is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything. ~Muhammad Ali~ A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little mulch of letters and phone calls and small, silly presents every so often - just to save it from drying out completely. ~Pam Brown~ The pursuit of peace and progress cannot end in a few years in either victory or defeat. The pursuit of peace and progress, with its trials and its errors, its successes and its setbacks, can never be relaxed and never abandoned. ~Dag Hammarskjold~

Thanks Kristy!!!!

I guess its my Birthday, happy 18th to me. (Who knows if anyone's gonna look at this but oh well LOL) Aug 10th

Two weeks later... Two cars were racing down Hazzards streets. Both cars as good as ever. Sherman would stay in Hazzard. Unlike the war between men, this Battle in Hazzard turned out to end in a handshake...well a hand shake and a kiss. Bo Duke and Stephanie figured they could keep it going. Angel couldn't believe how alike they were. Both on opposite ends but when you think of it, both were always connected somehow. Now this was Hazzard and all was well...uh until next time I mean. THE END