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(Kristy's Office) "I won't lie to you, Miss Duke, your son's illness could be very serious. But I won't know for sure until I see him for myself." Chance smiled reassuringly. Kristy Duke was obviously very worried about her son. " But rest assured, he's in the best hands in the South with me and Doc Applby looking after him." "I would really prefer to take Chance down to the Duke Farm now and let her take a look at Shay, Kristy, the sooner we can nail down his condition, the sooner we can begin treatment." === OUtside Kristy's Office, Rosco had firmly planted an ear on the door while Boss was still drooling over the grant, probably trying to decided how to misappropiate it. "Jit, Jit, You hear that, Boss? If we can nail that city-slicker doctor doing ...well, doctor stuff without her medical papers, we can run her outta Hazzard but good! Noone threatens my little fat buddy, Khee!" === And outside the sheriff's office itself, the General Lee had pulled up only moments after the deputy's Olds. Just as Harlond as entering the main office, Luke snatched the papers from him "Thanks, but I think I can handle this." He said as he shut the door in Harlond's face...hard. (OOC: I did have permission for the limited control of Harlond via his author's permission so we could continue the story while keeping with the ban)

*Hazzard County Public Health Notice - Any medical stuff I put up in here, I'm either making up on the spot or got from MASH or ER. Now, on with the show....* Chance had heard enough, between her own situation and watching Boss Hogg talk down the woman who has just entered, Chance temper finally exploded. Placing her hands on her hips, she glared at Hogg. "You know, on second though, you're in no danger of a heart attack, Hogg, you have to have a heart first! As for you.." She poked Sheriff Coltrane in the chest, who had been the source of most of her aggaravation. "Chance! C'mon lets get out of here, before you DO end up in jail." Applby knew Chance well enough when she started, then usually she ended up regretting it. "I have to talk to Kristy about Shay anyway. And Hogg, I wouldnt make Dr. Walker mad if I were you. Never anger a woman who knows her way about a scapal." Applby added over his shoulder before entering Kristy's office. "Miss Valerie, I'm sorry, maybe later. I want Chance to see her newest patient as soon as possible. Thanks." Chance turned to the female deputy. "And I apologize for my behavior, Deputy.." Chance glanced at her badge."Coltrane?" Chance looked between MaryAnne and Rosco and shook her head, as if not believeing the two could be at all related. "Its been a...unusual morning." Chance nodded politly and followed Applby, vowing to herself to keep clear of the Hazzard county law from now on. When she entered, Applby was already getting an update from Kristy's to Shay's condition. "Kristy, if you don't mind, I'd to take Chance down to the Duke farm and take a look at Shay, she's had a lot of experience treating children in Atlanta. Now that Chance will be Shay's regular physican once I retire, I'd like to include her on this." Chance pulled Applby aside and said quietly. "Wait a sec, Henry. Until my papers gone through the local offices, I can be an consultant, not perform medical care." "I trust you, Chance." "What the dianogsis?" "Right now, i'm thinking a severe case of strep throat, probably tonsillitis. Shay's has high fever, inflammation of the throat and hes off his feed." "Any family history?" "No, The Dukes are one of the healthist families in Hazzard." "From the two I met earlier on the road, I'd say so, maybe a little TOO healthy." "Don't mind those two,Bo and Luke, I swear they have radar that goes off when a pretty girl enters Hazzard." Chance made a noncommital sound, right now she was more interested in helping Henry's patient then being chased around by the local farmboys. Although the brunette Duke boy *Was* fairly attractive..ok downright handsome but she pushed that thought aside for later. "What's the treatment so far?" "I prescribed some antibiotics this morning. But if the inflammation doesnt go down soon, the tonsils may need to be removed." "I'll do it, if I can get that..dipstick commissioner to send my license through the county system." === Back at the crash scene, again.... The Dukes werent about to let Harlond play the hero all by himself. Climbing into the General, Luke said. "You know, Bo, if that new city-slicker deputy is all fired up to meet that doctor lady, there gotta be something to be seen there. Besides..." He grinned as the General sped off towards Hazzard. "I saw her first."

The town of Hazzard turned as to be just as quaint and charming as Applby promised, except Chance wasnt feeling very charmed at the moment, getting out of the patrol car in front of the Hazzard County Sheriff's department. Chance had barely reached the steps with Rosco when she actually heard her name being called. "Chance, Chance Walker!" Doc Applby was looking none too please "What in tarnations happeaned? When you were late, which you never are, I called Enos on the CB and he told me you were ARRESTED?!" "Apparently, there was a slight misunderstanding coming into town." "Slight?! Enos said you wrecked two patrols cars and your own.." "Jit, Yeah, scuffed them but good." "Sheriff, please, not now. C'mon, Chance, let's get inside and see if can get this squared away." Chance and Applby followed Rosco into the office. The Sheriff shook his finger at Chance sternly. "Now you just stay here while I have a talk with the Boss and he'll decide what to fine ya." Once Sheriff was gone, Chance looked wearily at the older doctor. "Things always this quiet in Hazzard? Makes me think the ER would be good for a vacation spot. Maybe have our pysch patients come down here to see that they're not all THAT crazy." Applby chuckled. "You have no idea." Chance didnt have to wait long before the sheriff returned, followed by an extremly rotund man in a white suit, a fat cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth. *Theres a cardiologist's worse nightmare, or dream come true, depending on your point of view.* "Boss, there is the suspicious character I was telling you about. A heres the list of charges." "Boss", if Chance got the name right, leafed through the papers Rosco had handed him. "Well, well, Speeding, reckless driving, damage to county property, resisting arrest.. "Resisting Arrest?!" "Hush!" " and driving with a broken turn signal." "Now wait a minute, my turn signal was working fine...before the crash, that is." "oh.." Boss Hogg looked skepical. "Can you provide evidence to that fact?" "Well, no, but.." "No Buts, except yours...in the county lockup, if you cannot provide payment for damage and fines, to the amount of..." Boss considered this, and added a bit for his own trouble "three hundred dollars." "Three Hundred!" Chance can afford it, but it was a bit of a stretch, considering she had snck most of her savings into buying Applby's office building. Applby leaned over. "Trust me, its be easier to just pay it." Chance sighed and looked up at the ceiling. "All right, if it'll clear up this..mess." Chance took her checkbook from her pocket. "Well, that aint considering also....court costs, taxes, and other legalities." *Legalities?* Chance looked at him warily. "Bottom line?" Chance poorly choose her wording, the term "bottom line" to Boss Hogg was like saying "Free Beer" to a drunk. "Bottom line..five hundred dollars and not a penny less!" Chance'e eyes widened, three she could have managed, but five was beyond her budget. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hogg, I don't have..." "Then you'll have to go to the lockup, case dismissed" Hogg huffed away. *Case dismissed? Was I in court?* "Boss, maybe we can come to an arrangment, perhaps I could provide community service. I'm a doctor and.." "Oh, Is that so?" *Why is that so hard to believe around here?* Applby, who had silent until now spoke up in his friend behalf. "I can attest to that, Boss, Chance is one of the finest surgeons Atlanta has to offer. " "Well..." Boss considered this. "If you are in fact a 'doctor', let's see your medical papers." "Absolutly, I'll just..." *ohhh...DAMN!* "I left them in the car." "Ha! A likely story, Rosco, lock up her up before I add impersonating a doctor to her charges." "Jit. jit, alright, lady..." "Now, wait a minute!." "No papers, No deal!" Chance was getting peeved, to say the least. "I assure you, Boss, I am completly and properly paper-trained." Applby choked on his laugh. "even if that is so, well I dont..." "Boss, How would feel if I first act as Hazzard's new medical offical is informing your wife of your new dietary needs. I mean, a man of your..stature, my professional recommedation would be to cut out all cigars, booze, red meat, sugar...." Chance grabbed a pen and paper from the nearby desk and starting writing her "prescription" for Mrs.Hogg. Applby saw what Chance was getting at. "Better add a regime of heavy cardio excercise to that, Chance." Hogg eyes had widened with every beloved vice Chance had mentioned and was in the process turning an unattractive shade of red. "You..you wouldnt dare!" "And, with Dr. Applby's here to concur, what devoted wife wouldnt listen to the advice of not one, but two doctors." "Thats blackmail!" Henry grinned. "Seems she catches on to Hazzard thinking fast, what ya say, Hogg, your freedom for hers." "But, but...All right, all right! Rosco, tear up those charges!" Chance looked concerned at Hogg's color, which right now was going from red to purple. "I hope he doesnt have a heart attack, I don't want have to rusitate him." Applby visible shuddered at the concept. "Don't look at me!."

*What is this? The Hazzard social event of the year?* Chance normally wouldn’t mind the large sudden gathering of Hazzardites, not if she just hadn’t wrecked her brand new Bronco, and in immediate danger of spending her first night in Hazzard in the county jail. But right now jail would be preferable to the attention she was attracting now. "All right! ALL RIGHT!" Chance raised her hands, as if to ward anything else happening. She felt her temper reaching a danger point. "Sheriff, I'll go with you and straighten this mess out. Let's just get out of here before the three piece band gets here as well. If this "Cooter", whoever he is, can repair my car and the patrol cars, I'll pay for damages." Chance got into the patrol before anything else could happen to complicate matters. "Jit, Jit! You just don’t go causing no trouble or I'll have to cuff ya and stuff ya." Rosco warned Chance as he got into the drivers seat. The patrol car pulled away. The Dukes cousins watched Rosco and the doctor lady leave with interest. "Doctor or not, Applby's pretty lady friend looked ready to spit nails." Bo told Luke. "Don’t blame her, hell of a way to be welcomed to Hazzard." Luke walked over to inspect the damaged Bronco, when he spied Chance's folder of papers lying on the front seat "Seems she’s gonna be even more sore when she found out she forgot these." Without reservation, he began leafing through the contents. The folder contained Chance's resume, references and all the other papers needed to practice medicine in Hazzard. "As pretty as she may be, looks like she has more education that half of Hazzard." "Well, that would figure. You know what they say...never date a woman smarter than you are." "Bo, if you followed that, you'd in be line for the priesthood." === Meanwhile, back in Rosco's patrol car, Roscoe was lecturing Chance on the basic Dos and Don’ts of Hazzard Law, since for the first time in a long time, he had someone at his disposal too polite to interrupt and not inclined to run away."...And you better watch them Duke boys if you know what’s good fer ya, I’ve arrested them for everything from running shine to indecent exposure." "Is that so?" *Bet that was a sight * "Khee! That's right. Those two have no respect for the law, and I'm the law in this county." "So you've mentioned before." *Dear Lord, what have I gotten myself into?* Chance leaned her head against the seat and wondered how she was going to explain her situation to Henry. Mercifully, they pulled into the town of Hazzard only a few minutes later.

The sound of metal hitting metal also caught the attention of another car which was also racing down the backroads of Hazzard. The General Lee, with Bo and Luke Duke inside, came to a screeching halt. "Sounds like a wreck, better go see if anyone got hurt." Luke told his cousin. "Ten-Four." Bo swung the orange stockcar around, within a few moments they had the accident in their sights. A rather amusing sight at that. "Looks like Roscoe got another tourist." But what had the boys attention was not the black Bronco wedged between the two Hazzard's county sheriff's department vehicles, but rather the woman leaning against it as Rosco wrote tickets between his usual fits of giggles. Even from the distance, it was obvious the woman was unusually tall and not that bad looking either, although she didnt not too happy at the moment. Chance was too busy trying to explain her business in Hazzard between Roscoe questions, to which he didnt pause to give Chance a break to answer and his repeated exclamations of "Hush!" to notice the General Lee pulling up behind them. It wasnt until she heard the sound of the "dixie" that she turned to see what had to be the most oddly colored car on Earth. And the two occupants climbing outside the windows, no less. "Hey Rosco, he heard the crash, we came to see if anyone needed help." "Well, I dont need help from no Dukes, so you just git! This is offical police business and im arresting this here.." Roscoe glanced down at the ID Chance had given him. "Chance Walker and bringing her in for questioning." "Sheriff, I have to ask again, what did I do that warrents an investigation? I already admitted i was speeding and told you I'd pay for the damages to the ano.." "Hush!" Chance rolled her eyes skyward, as if seeking divine guidance. Bo chucked at her predictament "Dont mind Rosco none, hes probably so tickled to actually have someone willing to pay for both the ticket and damages that he's stringing this out as long as he can." "Be that as it may, I do an appointment in Hazzard I cant miss." "Oh Tiddely-Tuddely, And just who would a city-slicker like yourself be meeting in Hazzard?" "Dr. Henry Applby. He's expecting me at his office." Luke gave the newcomer a once over while idily rubbing his chin. "You sure dont look sick to me." Chance's glare clearly showed Luke was winning any points with her with THAT comment. "I'm not sick, I'm a doctor. I'm taking over Henry's practice when he retires next week." "That's funny, Doc Applby never said anything about a replacement. Certainly not a lady doctor as pretty as you." Bo grinned widely. Chance wondered which episode of the Twightlight Zone she had blundered into. "Will you all just Hush! This lady, doctor or not, is coming with me. I'm arresting her. Khee!" Chance sighed wearily. "Alright, if it will simpify matters, I'll go with you, sheriff. But what about my car?" The deputy whose cars Chance had plowed into had been quietly observing until now "If you'd like, I'll call Cooter and have him tow your car to his garage and let Doc Applby know you're gonna be late."

Chance had no intention of getting into any more trouble than she was already in. However as luck would have it, the moment Chance took to look behind her at the police car was the same Enos chose to pull his car in the middle of the road. All the good intentions in the world couldnt have helped what happeaned next. Chance looked foward, only to find herself not 15 feet from the passenger door of a second squad car. "Holy Sh.." she slammed on the brakes and on the horn to avoid the squad car that had suddenly appeared. But the big black car couldnt stop on a dime and the next sound was the sudden crunch of the Bronco slamming into squad's front right side. followed closly by a second crunch as the policecar following her also didnt make the stop in time. Chance took a moment to collect herself and instinctivly checked for injuries. When she found none, thankfully, she got out of the car, to find herself once again unpleasantly surprised, this time to be looking at the business end of the pistol owned by the lawman has had been behind her. "Alright, Fr-eeze! Just Freeze! I'm arresting you for speeding, reckless driving, damage to county property..." "I beg your pardon, officer, but you didnt give me enough time to sto.." "Officer?! OFFICER?! I'm not petty deputy, I'm sheriff in this county Sheriff Roscoe P. Coltrane and if you know whats good fer you, you wont adding resisting arrest to the charges." Chance idly rubbed her temples, this just wasnt her day. (OOC: Ouch, girl's got trouble. Looks like I named her right. MaryAnne, I hope I got Roscoe done right.)

(Ok, this my first attempt writing in quite a few years, so have patience with me) -------- The black Bronco kicked clouds of dust as it turned off the main highway into the dirt road on its way to Hazzard. But the woman behind the wheel had barely notice, as she was deep in thought. Chance Walker was still trying to convince herself she was doing the right thing, at 28, leaving the lucrative career at a surgeon at the Atlanta General Er for running a family medical practice in the town of Hazzard, probably for about a fifth of her usual salary *That's cold.* Chance told herself *You know why you left, you're tired of patching up people with blood achohol levels high than their IQs and bullet holes in kids young enough to be your son.* Chance's blue eyes narrowed at the last thought, Dr. Henry Appleby had offered her the position at his practice over a month, because he planned to retire at nearly 50 years. Most the younger doctors at Atlanta had laughed at his offer, Chance had accepted. She had just walked out of surgrey of a victim of a drive-by shooting. The kid was 13, he had survived, but would only walk with months of rehab when the bullet had grazed the spinal cord. Most of her colleuges had called her crazy for walking away. "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a darn." At 5'10, Chance was a unusally tall woman, towering over most of the other females at the ER. She has a lean, athletic look from keeping in shape to deal with somtimes grueling 12 hours ER shifts. Her long blonde hair, as unruly as its owner, hung loose down to the middle of her back, not for any sense of style but for the fact Chance never had the time or inclination to deal with it, except to pull it back for the OR. But the young doctor's most striking feature was the cool, cobalt blue eyes that could one moment show warm amusement to glittering intensity when she worked on a patient. She was headed to meet Applyby now at his office in town. Chance had bought the entire building from Henry and planned the renovate the attic into an apartment, so she could reached quicky, in case of emergency. *If I can find the place..." She glanced down at the drawn map the good doctor had given her. *Hazzard isn't even on the map.* Unnforatuntly, when she glanced down she missed the speed limit sign. The sudden blaring of a police car siren brought her head with a start. She glanced backward and saw she had caught the attention of the local law, she inwardly groaned. *What a fine way to start my new life in Hazzard.* (Ok, I think I left that wide open for anyone to jump in if they want)

Name: Chance Walker Age: 28 Height: 5'10" Occuption: Doctor/Surgeon Chance comes to Hazzard to take over Appleby's medical practice after he retires. Chance is born in Atlanta worked in the Atlanta General Hospital ER. She is both gifted and cursed with a sharp, sometimes biting, wit and explosive temper. (Her character is a mirror another favorite character of mine, Hawkeye Pierce of MASH) She can sometimes sarcastic of "country life", but she did come to Hazzard to get away from the chaos, and sometimes mindless violence, of the big city ER. Chance is very tall, as you can tell from above,but lean because she likes to keep in shape to deal with grueling 12 hour hospital shifts. She has waist-length blonde hair and blue eyes. Chance drives a black bronco for housecalls and a red motorcycle for personal use.