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Lori nodded, smiling contentedly at him. "Yeap and no one else's..." Looking deeply into his cerulean eyes, Lori's imperial purple ones closed half way leaning in to kiss him tenderly.

Lori looked at him blankly. "I'm crazy...AND dumb!" She stated, shaking her head. "Not to mention meaner than a stripped snake to boot."

Lori grinned, looking at her hand. "This was my own stupidity, not your fault, if I had a brain instead of empty space in my head I wouldn't have hit the danged wall and I woulda went to my corner."

Lori smiled stretching out, relaxing beside of him on the bed. Propping up her head with her hand, she chuckled lightly. "So you like it when I fight back then?" She questioned a bit perplexed as to why he would.

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Lori nodded, sighing a little. She laid her head down on his bed, looking up at him. "I do too... Though you'd think by now I would've gotten some sense in my head to shut up and just leave things be..."

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Lori smiled lightly, walking slowly over to the bed. "Hey there darlin'..." Sitting down in the seat, she scooted it closer to the bed, looking down at the floor, she felt more ashamed than anything.

Lori smiled at her wise mentor, shutting the hood of Midnight Rider. Looking back at Jesse, smiling once more, she climbed in the window of the black stock car and started the powerful V-8, pulling out. Upon her arrival at the hospital, Lori had done some thinking on the road. She knew she had a helluva long way to go before she matured, she was young and didn't really have have the sense that God promised a turkey. Lori knew she had a short temper and knew she almost always acted on impulse, she wasn't the nicest person in the world either. But, Lori would admit, she has came a long way since her childhood days. Letting out a huff of air before she even attempted to walk inside, Lori braced herself. She didn't know what kind of mood he'd be in when she went into his room, and was praying for the best! Walking in to the hospital at a leisurely gate, Lori strolled down the hall way and to the elevator. Feeling it pull her up then coming to a stop, Lori walked out going down to his room. Hesitantly, she reached for the doorknob slowly opening the door up. Stepping in to the room she leaned her side against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest, one ankle crossed over the other in a relaxed position.

Lori looked blankly at Jesse, her tone serious. "Would you rather me hit him or the wall?" Though, she'd never hit Luke, there was time she felt like slugging him for his bull headiness and arrogance.

Lori gasped a little, looking appalled. "Pull anymore stupid stu--" She paused throwing her good hand up in the air,"It was his fault I did this in the first place! If he wouldn't be a stubborn jacka** I'd still have my left hand right now as we speak..."

Lori sighed a little, raising up from in under the hood of the black charger. "M'sorry Uncle Jesse..." She apologised softly. Shaking her head slowly, she jerked out her rag from her back pocket wiping the oil smudges from her face and hands. "What brings ya by here?" Lori asked in a much cooler and calmer voice.

Lori muttered under her breath, not bringing her head out from in under the hood of the car. "Just fine." She spat in a snippy tone, not intending to sound rude or hateful towards the wise old man.

Sticking to his word like he said he would, after hanging up the phone, Jesse grabbed his old red hunting cap and headed out the door to his pick up. Starting up the truck, Jesse pulled out heading to the garage. At the garage, Lori was grumbling and muttering still about the heated debate her and Luke had, though she didn't have but one good hand to work with, Lori vigorously tightened a bolt in under the hood of Midnight Rider, each twist, came a threat out of her mouth at Luke.

Jesse sighed a little as he picked up the phone, wondering what possibly could have happened to him. "Jesse speakin."

Within a few moments, there was a man coming through Luke's door to help him in to bed. Going over to him the nurse, as if he had done it all his life, easily lifted Luke up out of the chair and into the bed. Fixing Luke's pillows and his covers, the nurse wheeled his chair over to a corner. "There ya go sir."

Lori grated out the words she spoke next, it was more to herself than anything. "If you god forsaken men wouldn't care so much about your pride...I wouldn't hit them.." Walking out, Lori looked at the prescription, it was pain killers. She sighed shoving the piece of paper in her pocket.

Lori was beyond the point of angry. Seeing the nearest doctor, she let out a shaky breath grumbling low in under her breath. "Doc?" She asked, fro m behind him, relaxed against the wall, her hand was numb from the pain. Turning around to see a woman who's hand was a totally different color than the rest of her, dried blood on it, and new blood still dripping from it, the doctor's eyes grew wide laying down his clip board. "Are you alright ma'am?" He asked her concerned. Lori looked at him blinking, showing him her hand. "Does it look it?" She spat on accident, not meaning to be rude. Nodding, the doctor led her into a small room where he then began to mend her hand up. Making small noises mostly shameful ones, he put the last wrap on it, looking at her. "Well miss,, looks to me like you've completely shattered your hand..every bone in it is broken." The doctor reported with a small sigh. Lori looked at him, getting up off the table, cussing Luke in under her breath. "Great...thanks doc.."

Seeing the doctors coming out of his room, Jesse let out a depressing breath of air going to sit back down in the waiting room. "Uncle Jesse is he ok?" Daisy asked worriedly. She feared something terrible was wrong with her baby cousin. Jesse looked at her, hugging her to him comfortingly. "He will be ok....he's just...confused and hurt right now.."

Jesse swallowed a little. Turning, he hurried himself out of Bo's room going to the nurse's desk. Reporting to her what was happening, she got a hold of Bo's doctor and rushed to his room to check on him. Jesse closed hi eyes, hanging his head. He felt bad that he had to tell Bo that, and felt even worse he would have to tell him the truth later.

Lori had about all she could take. Being as hot headed as she was, and short tempered she slammed her fist into the brick wall. A loud cracking noise could be heard clean through the hospital. Lori looked down at her now bruising hand, blood oozing from her black and blue knuckles. Growling low in her throat, not even feeling the pain in her hand, she was about tempted to let a string of profanities unleash on him. Slowly, she turned to leave.

"You ok Bo?" Jesse asked softly, worried his nephew was having trouble breathing.

"I don't EXPECT you to do anything...only thing I said was stop mopin' around and actin' as if your some helpless creature because you're in a wheel chair!" She shouted angrily, her bronzed face turning five different shades of red. Her eyes turning a bright orange color.

Lori followed him. Each step she took her blood pressure rose higher and higher. Getting to a point where it was boiling. "Oh so now we've resorted to actin' like a five year old?" she snapped from behind him, if he didn't stop she was liable to be put in the hospital herself or the jail one.

Lori let out an exasperating breath of air. Getting up, she towered over him, her arms crossed causing her muscles to tense. "Luke...need I remind you of the time I got shot by YOUR ex girlfriend's husband?" Lori raised her shirt up a little pointing to the scar it had left from the surgery. "I couldn't move around for God knows how long, just laying in a bed... when I got out you better'd da** well believe I tried my best to do what I wanted..to do what I KNOW I could and not one time did I ever ask for anyone's help unless I needed it...give it time and be patient, there's this thing called therapy that'll help you walk again Luke I'm positive.." She spat vehemently. "So swallow some of your pride and get over it and quick..."