LoriDavenport

Smiling her thanks, Lori took the wheelchair, turning around in the direction of Luke's room. Wheeling it inside, she grinned at Luke, rolling the chair beside his bed. "You ready Señor Duke?" She teased him, leaning on the back of the chair.

Luke looked up at Bo, confusion swirling around in his eyes. "Bo....your parents are dead, same as mine and our cousin Daisy's..." Luke's brows drew together in a line looking at him.

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The Fortune Tellers is sticking out in my mind with this one, but im thinking its not correct. But this is the one where Bo does go to the circuit without Luke.

Luke had to chuckle despite the situation they was in. It was great to see Bo again, but not in under these circumstances.

Luke looked at him, swallowing a little. It pained him to see his cousin like this. "Bo, ya just gotta hang on...least til tomorrow mornin' cousin.."

Luke sat down, rubbing his chin deep in thought. Looking up at the door, Luke got up and quietly climbed up the stairs, looking through the keyhole on the door knob, he watched the three men move around, hearing their muffled voices. "We'll leave tomorrow morning...you stay here and watch those two, when we get back...we'll take care of them." One of the men had said. Smirking to himself, Luke went back downstairs to where Bo was, a plan forming.

Luke nodded a little, looking up at the door, his eyes narrowed the wheels turning. "Is there any way we can get ahold of someone, by CB or anything?"

Luke swallowed a little, he was cussing the theiving morons above them with every breath he took. "We gotta get you outta here and get you to Doc's..." Luke said, examining Bo's sides. Though, how would be hard to figure out.

Luke nodded, a smile crossing his face. "Yea...it's me cousin, God I've missed you." He moved to hug him, but seeing he was more in pain, Luke worried. "You alright?" He asked, concerned.

Luke blinked at Bo a couple of times, letting the question register with him. His own cousin didn't even know who he was. "Bo..it's its me...Luke...you're oldest cousin..." He almost whispered, deep in thought.

Rolling off of what he felt under neath him, Luke groaned more, his back aching, pain shot through his head ad whole body as he shook his head a little. When he looked up the sight he saw made him blink, doing a double take. "B...Bo?" He studdered shockingly, staring at Bo. His eyes wide as dinner plates. He did a quick scan of Bo seeing just how much he had changed over the years.

When the robbers did return, They grabbed Luke, tying him and gagging him same as they did Bo. shoving him in the back sharply, they snapped at him to go on. Once inside the other man looked at him and pointed at the door to the basement, giving a small nod, indicating Bo had gotten free and was waiting. Nodding the other two quickly opened the door and gave Luke a hard shove, causing Luke to trip over Bo and cause them both to take a tumble down the stairs. With each thud came a groan from Luke's lips as he finally stopped rolling at the bottom of the stairs, feeling something warm beneath him though. Rubbing his eyes painfully, Luke blinked his cerulean eyes, looking around once his vision cleared.

Lori nodded lightly to her, drumming her fingers on the desk patiently.

In Hazzard, a one Luke Duke was walking up the sidewalk towards the bank, his head hung watching his feet, one boot going in front of the other. His hands shoved in his tight jean pockets, he let out a saddened sigh, only snapping his head up when he heard panicked cries from the bank. Looking up, his eyes lingered on a couple of men who had sacks full of money. The two of them jerking off their masks, slung the money in the back of their get away car, looking up. Seeing the stunned look on the brawny dark haired man's face, they both gave each other frustrating looks. "This is getting old..." One of them muttered as they both climbed in and burned rubber once more for the third time that day, stopping right by Luke. The robber on the passenger side held a gun out of the window pointing it at Luke. "Get in plow boy..." He growled. Luke looked at him, his hands held high, side stepping to the back door of the car, Luke slowly opened it, his eyes not leaving the colt that followed him. Sitting down in the seat, Luke closed the back door, his adam's apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed hard, looking hard at the two of them. The one in the passenger seat turned around and still held him at gun point.

Lori got up from her perch in the chair, his smile and puppy dog eyes forcing her too. She really wondered at times why she even bothered to argue with him, she knew he'd always come out on top..er...in a sense of speaking. Walking out of his room going to the nurse's desk she leaned against it once more. "I'm back...I need a wheelchair too."

The two robbers got on the phone upstairs, they called out to a friend in Atlanta to have him come to the hideout to watch Bo, making sure somehow, he didn't escape or find a way to get help. With their buddy on the way, the two of them headed out of the hide out on a mission. Walking over to their car they waited. It was about an hour when the other man arrived, stopping the car, he shut it off and climbed out, looking at the other two men. "Now, why on earth do you need me here?" He asked perplexed. The other two looked between each other, letting out an exasperating sigh. "We picked up a little 'baggage' on the way outta town..." They both jerked their heads in the direction of the basement. Nodding, the other man walked around them and went inside, taking a seat on the torn up sofa. The other two shook their heads and got in their car, pulling out, they headed for Hazzard County.

Lori grinned at him, chuckling lightly. "You'd do it to, wouldn't you? Just cause you know whatever dang fool scheme you come up with just to try and get yourself outta that bed, I'd be stupid enough to follow along with you!" She huffed out, shaking her head a smile tugging to the corners of her mouth.

Looking back at him, the man snickered evilly. Once arriving to their hideout, which was close to Georgia oddly enough, the two of them grabbed Bo, one got his bound feet while the other got his bound hands, and carried him into the basement. Kicking open the door, they walked down the stairs half way then pitched him down the other half, both of them laughing. Turning, they walked back up the stairs and shut the door, locking it. The tallest of the men walked over to a table and chair near a window, sitting down with a heavy sigh. He looked over a map and a list of cities and towns, marking off the one they just hit. Looking down the list, he circled the last one. "Which one's next?" The other man asked, as he flipped through a newspaper reading the local news. "A small hick town called Hazzard..."

And since there was two hefty men he was up against, they had him tied up and gagged, pitching him like a sack of potatoes in the back of their car. Nodding to one another, they both climbed back in the car, speeding off once more to their hide out.

"You'll do what?" She asked questioningly. A hint of curiosity was in her voice.

The robber who was in the passenger seat turned to look, once he saw the young boy running directly to the sheriff's office he cursed under his breath. "Turn around and get that kid!" He snapped, barking orders at the driver. With another screech of the tires, the robbers turned their car around and sped towards the sheriff's station. Once when Bo was on the other side of the street across from the sheriff's station, the robbers pulled up and got out quickly both of them grabbing Bo, wrestling him down to the ground to get him bound and gagged.

Looking up from their get a way car, one of the robbers, had already took his mask off just noticing Bo looking their way. "We've been spotted!" He called to the other robber who was pulling his mask off, climbing in the truck. "C'mon lets get goin' before he can report us!" The other man commanded in a rush, starting the car up. Nodding, the first robber climbed in and shut his door with a loud slam pulling out, the tires screeching, the smell of burnt rubber in the air.

Lori quickly turned her head away, hiding her eyes. "Don't you even give me that look...you know I can't resist..." She turned her head back around to face him, her eyes covered. "Are even sure you can walk? If you're paralyzed from the back up dear, it won't do you any good...I'd hafta wheel you around."