Garrett Duke

I caught that too and found it odd that Cathy would get his birthday wrong, but I have always heard it to be on May 11th. Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

Jimmy and Sorrell made quite the pair on the Dukes...one that could never be replaced. I enjoyed watching their comments and reactions to one another...they always seem to make me laugh, no matter what kind of mood I am in. The Duke boys will always be my favorite characters along with the other Dukes and Cooter, but I love Boss and Rosco just as much. Rosco: Oh I'll win Boss Boss: Rosco, with your reputation right now, if you were the only man running, you'd come in second. That is the only one I can think of off the top of my head, but he comes up with some great lines! Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

I voted for John Schneider, but that was a tough call...I love the whole CD. In fact, I've got two copies of it, because the first one was beginning to wear out. I like both of the John Schneider songs and Tom Wopat song. Loved Rosco and Flash...and really liked "The Ballad of General Lee" by Johnny Cash. I love the whole CD! Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

That is a great CD...I finally broke down and bought it after watching him in concert at Dukefest last year! I like both of those songs...but I'd have to say my favorite song on the CD is "Fourth of July". Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

The Ghost of General Lee Repo Men Swamp Molly Deputy Dukes Carnival of Thrills 10 Million Dollar Sheriff Just to name a few...so many to choose from! It is hard to choose a favorite, but those are a few of my favorites that came to mind. Keep it between the ditches Garrett J. Duke

I'd have to say Rosco...he could always make me laugh no matter what. Him and Hogg made quite the team together. Enos was a great character and funny too, so it's hard to choose. But I'd have to go with Rosco.

"Heard you were looking for me," Garrett boldly steps around the corner and into the old shack that Rocker had made his own. An evil grin spreads across Rocker's handsome face as he quietly takes in his former friend, his former body guard. "Long time no see, Garr," his evil smile slowly fades as he walks over to a counter where Rocker keeps his drinks. Making a drink for himself and one for Garrett, he slowly walks around and hands Garrett his drink. "Thanks," Garrett nods, knowing to reject a drink now would be deadly, "I thought we had an understanding when I left. I came to help my sister...that's all. It had nothing to do with you or the gang." "I figured you'd return," Rocker looks down, disappointment spread across his face as he looks back up, "you were the best Garrett. You have speed, strength, you have guts. You are loyal and smart. All in one. You have what it takes...not like the ones I have now." Rocker pauses momentarily as he continues to take in Garrett's bold and confident posture, "they're loyal...heck they'd do anything I ask of them. Just like you...but they don't have the guts to disagree with me, no guts to tell me no. To afraid of me...afraid of my strength and my power. You? No you weren't afraid to tell me what you thought, to tell me know. You knew your limits and you respected my strength and power. I just can't let someone like you go." "Wow Rocker, I don't know what to say," Garrett smiles as he takes a long drink from his drink. "Those are quite the comments you gave me. Thank-you," Garrett pauses as he sets down his drink upon another table, "but you don't understand. I can't come back, not to Knoxville and not with you. Kristy would never understand...my family don't understand." "Since when have you cared about family?" Rocker asks as he places his drink down to step closer to Garrett, "It never stopped you before. Didn't stop you from robbing that liquour store or from that knife fight," he points to Garrett's long and jagged scar that runs behind his right ear and down his chin, "So what's really stopping you? It ain't family." "I don't know," Garrett responds as his hand subconsciencly goes to this thick scar as he begins to trace it, "I don't know Rocker. I hate Hazzard and everything in it, but I can't go back with you. I've changed." Rocker glares harshly at Garrett for a long moment. "I see," he grimly smiles at Garrett, as he hears the answer he had feared the most, "I don't understand how you can do this to me...I mean you talk about family? What about us?" Rocker sighs as he raises up his hands, "We are a family...I pretty much raised you myself. How old were you when you were recruited? Twelve?" "Twelve and a half," Garrett sighs heavily, silently recalling the school fight that had gotten him introduced to the gang, "and I enjoyed it. I just can't do it anymore." "Chicken I see...stab your family in the back," Rocker abruptly pulls a heavily hand gun from the waist band of his pants, "we've gone way back, done some crazy fun stuff together. Busted you out of trouble so many times...from the law and other gang members. Now?" "I've saved your hide a few times myself if I remember right," Garrett shrugs, "think that's what made me your body guard...what gave me the priveledge to go to your house and hang out. As friends," Garrett smiles at Rocker while dropping his hand from his scar, "the good ol' days. Something I will always remember, but something I can't go back to. Not now. Perhaps later, not now." "Your final answer?" Rocker asks showing off his gun, "You are still one of the few people that has been to my house...and repeatedly. I've trusted you, I've loved you as if you were my own. And you're stabbing me in the back for what? For this hick town? For your redneck family? You think you belong here? Fit in here?" "Hell no," Garrett quickly responds, "I don't feel like I belong nor do I fit in here, I stick out like no other. But I still can't go back with you, not after the stunt you just pulled. Maybe if you had the guts to come down and face me yourself, I would. Instead you sent your apes over and they threatened my sister...you don't mess with her." "Well then," Rocker's grin spreads across his face, "You may want to change your answer, because Rod and the boys are out there now searching to kill her and your family. Rod just called and said that he had your brother at gun point. Cut him pretty bad too." "No!" Garrett yells, getting angry for the first time since he walked into the room. Rocker confidently grins and nods as he lifts the gun to aim it at Garrett. Thinking of his sister, of his twin brother hurt and bleeding at gun point, Garrett quickly throws his head down and rolls into Rocker; kicking him in the gut. Grabbing the fallen gun, Garrett abruptly jumps upon Rocker and places the gun directly to his left temple and throws the safety off. Staring into Rocker's scared face, Garrett spits out, "I woulda figured you would have seen that coming, Rock...you yourself taught me that move," Garrett smiles at his old friend, "get up!" Garrett forces Rocker to his feet to go behind him and hold onto his shoulders before placing the gun back at the temple. "I'm only going to say this once, you are going to get me to Rod right now. He hurts Bo any farther, I'm gonna pull the trigger. Understand?" "I understand, Garrett," Rocker responds as he leads Garrett to his yellow Mustang. "You drive, I'll be in the back with your gun...fully loaded I see." "OK Garrett," Garrett climbs in first before forcing Rocker into the driver's seat, "damn I should have seen this all coming. You are too smart to be pushed and threatened...too fast and too witty. Too bold." "Thanks for the lessons, Rock. They've come in handy," Garrett says, honesty in his voice. Deep down he still respects Rocker, aching to go back home with him and have the fun times they once had. But also deep down, he knows it's too late for that. It was too late when they threatened Kristy. "Now hit it. You better hope it's not too late." * * * * * "Stop the car," Garrett quickly responds and Rocker throws the car into halt, "Slowly step out, I'm following with the gun." "Nice and easy Garrett," Rocker says, knowing far too well all that Garrett is capable of doing. After a few moments, Garrett returns behind him, with gun at his old leader's temple, "you who would have replaced me, if I died?" he pauses as they grow closer to the parked car at the end of the alley, "You. Everyone knew it...it was all etched in stone, so to speak. All that needed was for me to die. You would have done great in my position...I'd still pick you." "As I said, Rocker. Thanks for all the great compliments," Garrett swallows harshly as the back of Rod comes into sight with LB, Cooter, and Luke standing fearfully near the beloved General. "but as I said, it's too late for that. You don't mess with my family, you have a problem, you come to me. You of all people, should have known that." "I know," Rocker sadly nods as they slowly turn the corner and Luke, LB, and Cooter's eyes slowly leave Rod to Garrett. "Rod," Garrett smugly answers as he tightens the pressure of the gun to Rocker's head, "I want you and your men to slowly turn around. I wouldn't make any bold moves if I were you...or Rocker's gonna be a pile of blood at my feet. Nice and easy." Slowly the two men standing behind Rod does as they are told and as they see their leader at gun point they instantly pull their hands up to show they are armless. "Rod!" Garrett yells, "Right now, nice and easy or I'll shoot! Even ask Rocker himself!" "Turn around Rod, listen to what Garrett says," Rocker says calmly, "he'll shoot and he won't miss." A brief moment passes before Rod slowly turns around and Garrett is struck with fear as he sees the large slash in his twin brother's shirt, his shirt is covered thickly in blood. Bo's complexion has gone ghastly white behind the blood dripping from his nose and his cut, his right eyes is darkly and ugly bruised. Under his pale neck, Rod's knife holds tightly against Bo's neck, from Garrett's distance, he can see a couple of drops of blood on the sharp shiney knife. Where he has held the knife too tightly against his skin. "Drop the knife Rod," Garrett's voice is shakey at seeing how bad his brother looks, all this time he had worried about Kristy. He never imagined them going after Bo or the rest of his family. "Drop it!" "Yeah right...I'll drop it after I finish my job here," Rod flashes an evil grin across his face as his hold on Bo tightens. "Come on Rod, drop the knife," Rocker begs his body guard, "you don't listen, he'll shoot. Trust me...this is the body guard, my friend I told you about when you got promoted. He'll shoot me and then maybe you when he's done, he won't be finished until he's happy. You mess with his family, you mess with him. It's always been like that, Rod. Drop the knife." Rod's grip lightens on Bo as he glares questionably at his leader, "Damn it Rod! Drop the knife!" At hear the anger in his leader's voice Rod throws the knife in front of him a couple of feet while he looks at Bo who has gone limp in his grip. "Put my brother down!" Garrett orders, "I got the safety off, all I've got to do is pull a little triggler. Put him down and step out onto the street...as well as the other two!" Rod looks at Rocker momentarily before he lets go of Bo and quickly steps away and Bo harshly collapses onto the cement , LB, Cooter, and Luke quickly run to him. "Come on boys on the side walk," Garrett lures them out and all three of them listen and as they come out into the open Cletus, Enos, and Rosco jump out from around the corner. "Freeze!!" Rosco yells, gun out, "Hands up! Y'all are under arrest! Khee khee! I've gone and done it!" Watching Luke apply his handkerchief to the cut while the others take care of Bo, Garrett slowly glances back at Rocker as Rosco slowly approaches. Taking a deep breath he slowly lowers his gun and his grip. "I'm sorry Rocker," he says disappointment in his voice, "I didn't want it to be this way, you made the call. Not me." Rocker nods as Rosco quickly yanks his hands behind his back to handcuff him tightly. "You did real good Garrett...real good. You're a true member whether you want to admit it or not," Rosco holds him there at Garrett's request, "you got the position...you come to Knoxville and you can lead the tribe while I'm away. I get my position back when I get out of course." Garrett looks at the ground and then back at him shaking his head. "I'm sorry Rocker," he says again, "thank-you for all that you did for me. You're the best...just made the wrong choice." "Damn right," Rocker grins, "I'll see you around Garrett." Garrett nods him away and as Rosco leads him away, Garrett quickly turns away while lost in thought of all that he's done with Rocker. Of all the compliments Rocker gave him. All that was said seriously as well as was Garrett's. After watching them be led away in the two patrol cars, leaving Enos behind, Garrett slowly makes his way down to where Bo lies upon the street. "How is he?" Garrett asks, joining everyone. Looking up, surprised to see him there, Luke says, "He got cut pretty badly and lost a lot of blood. He will be fine," Luke pauses as he stands up, "thanks to you. That was awesome...and brave! You would have done great in war!" A smile comes across Garrett as Luke pulls him into a deep hug as the ambulance pulls up and two young paramedics run out with a stretcher. "If it wasn't for me," Garrett looks down at his ghastly white brother as they lift him up on the stretcher while place an air mask around his mouth and nose, "this wouldn't have happened." "I think we're all even...no one is at blame," Luke pats Garrett on the shoulder, "I'm gonna ride along. You wanna ride?" "No...you go," Garrett sighs as he looks behind him at Enos, "I think I need some explaining to do." "Thanks again Garrett, you saved his life. Big time!" Luke grins at Garrett and for the first time, Garrett feels like he belongs. As if he is a true Duke and fitting in with the family he had forced to move down to. "You tell him to get better...that looks pretty bad," Garrett smiles and Luke nods as he is shoved into the back before the door closes and the ambulances races out with the sirens going. "Wow that was like a scene from a Chuck Norris movie!" LB grins as he imbraces Garrett into a hug, "Perhaps you're not too bad after all." "Too bad? He saved our hides...I think we owe him a few rounds at The Boar's Nest!" Cooter hugs him before they join Enos to go to the jail for questioning. ***CUE VICKI or DANEY***

"Damn," Bo raises his hand in frustration before allowing them to fall upon the roof of the General as he looks over at Luke. Blue eyes begging for help from his cousin. "We've looked high and low for him." "And yet nothing," Luke finishes his cousin's thoughts while looking across at Bo and then back at LB and Cooter who sit upon the hood of Cooter's old tow truck, "nothing that even resembles Garrett or that van. You two have any luck?" "Us? Luck? That there Mr. Lukas is a big ol' opposite," Cooter shakes his head in a negatory, "Davenport and luck don't match any more than Duke and luck go together." "Damn it. He must've crossed the line," Luke shakes his head while running a muscular hand through his tangled dark brown curly hair, "that's all there is to it. He's out of Hazzard and in some other county...heck he could be in Atlanta by now if that's where he wanted to go." "Atlanta?" LB questions looking at the two Duke cousins while his mind remains upon the conversation he had with Kristy only a couple of hours ago, of her guilt and of her worry. "Sure why not?" Luke shrugs his shoulders, "Garrett's a city boy himself...he may be living in Hazzard, but deep down Garrett's a city boy. Pure and simple." Luke pauses as a couple of loud motors penetrates the silence of the Hazzard streets, "I'm not saying that is where he is...I have no clue where he is. I'm just saying he's had time to reach Atlanta if he wished to." Silence builds amongst the four of them as they seem to stare at one another, silently demanding answers from eachother. "What now?" Cooter breaks the silence as the engines grow threatenly closer, "We don't have enough people to search surrounding counties...or Atlanta. He leaves Hazzard, he's as long as gone...that is unless he is in a surrounding county." "We go -" Luke abruptly cuts himself off as an expensive car comes to an abrupt halt at the far end of the alley that they had parked their cars in to talk. A short moment passes before a loud squeak comes from behind him and he reluctantly glances around to find another expensive car blocking the entrance of the alley behind him. "Uh Lukas," Cooter quickly stands up from sitting upon his bumper, "better start thinkin'." "Uh yeah," Luke gulps as he and Bo quickly climb out the rest of the way out of The General from sitting upon their open window of thier door. Silently the two Duke cousins and the two Davenport cousins watch as three men slowly climb out of each car. Three large men. "What now Luke?" Bo looks desperately over at his cousin, looking at him more like a little brother would to a bigger brother, "Six against four." Luke glances at Bo for a long moment, sensing his cousin's panic before glancing to his right, taking in the three muscular men that quickly approaches from that side before taking in the three men approaching from his left. "Fight?" Luke shrugs. "Wow," the taller of the three men approaching towards thier left says as he stops a foot in front of The General's back bumper before motioning everyone to stop, "the kid can count." "I can do a lot more than count," Bo threatenly walks towards the large man, allowing his Duke temper to rush over him. "Bo!" Luke quickly gestures Bo to stop who glares at Luke and back at the man who had made the remark. Looking back at the man supposedly in charge, Luke asks, "What you want?" "You get right to the point, don't you Lukas?" Rod, the larger man smirks at Luke before glancing questionably at Bo and back at Luke, "Well we all want the same thing...don't we boys?" A few chuckles are discarded upon the six men that had interrupted the meeting before one of the men from the right says, "Yeah Garrett." "Which by the look of things, you all don't know where he is either," Rod quickly yanks out a large hunting knife that seems to shine in the darkness, "and since he won't come to us as he said he would...you see he doesn't leave us much choice. We figure if we wipe out his family, he'd get the message." "We were gonna go after Kristy first," another man grins behind Rod to force anger to streak through LB, leaving Cooter to hold him back, "but figured since you all were here and together, we'd get you all first." "Get the tougher meat out of the way," Rod grins while he runs his fingers along the sharp edges, "and then go after the weaker targets." "Well Luke?" Bo questions as anger continues to ripple through me towards Rod and the remark that was spoken towards him, "Any plans?" "Yeah...don't get killed," Luke harshly snaps at Bo as everyone looks at him for the answer. Laughter once again is spread around them from the city men who now all have large knives held tightly in their muscular hands. "Good luck there," Rod grins at Luke before he eyes Bo, "Get 'em boys...I got the blond kid." Fear and anger rushes through Luke as he watches the tall musuclar leader jumps forcefully in front of Bo, holding the knife in front of Bo's face. "C'mon Bo," Luke whispers as a smaller muscular man excitedly slides in front of him, proudly showing his knife in front of Luke's face. "Y'all are gonna be sorry for messing with us," Luke quickly spits in the man's face grabbing the guy's thick wrist to block the large knife before spinning him around and yanking the city guy's hand behind his back; forcing him to drop the knife. Kicking the knife away, Luke harshly knees the man in the face before throwing him down upon the wet and dirty cement road. After watching the man closely to make sure he's ok, Luke protectively glances over his shoulder at Bo who ducks under the man's powerful swing of the knife to elbow him in the ribs. Quickly, Luke is surrounded by two men who had been fighting double against LB and Cooter. Smiles spread across thier rugged faces as they corner Luke in against The General. "Twice as nice, huh?" Luke forces a grin at the two men before he quickly holds onto the roll bars inside of the General to throw his legs harshly out, each boot hitting solidly and forcefully into the men's chest who falls back in surprise. Jumping down, Luke quickly runs over to kick their knives that had scattered away as they had fallen upon their bottoms with Luke's impact. "Not so easy," one of the men quickly jump up in embarassemetn to harshly punch Luke who bends over in pain and as another fist comes towards his face he quickly yanks a hold of it and rips it behind the man's back who yells out in pain. Holding the man's arm tightly behind his back, Luke intently watches the other man who slowly gets up. As Luke harshly throws the guy he's holding into the other man who had just stood up a loud and antagonizing cry breaks his concentration. Filld with fear at hearing his couisn's cry out in pain, Luke quickly turns around to find Rod holding tightly onto Bo's shoulders in front of him with the sharp knife resting tightly against his neck. Blood drains down Bo's nose as well as from a cut right above his right eye and a large cut is sliced across the right side of Bo's yellow shirt. His shirt is drenched in blood from where Rod has cut or stabbed his cousin at. "Bo!" Luke yells and as he grows closer to his cousin Rod holds tighter onto Bo forcing Luke to a halt. "Not so fast Lukas...you make a move and he's dead," Rod hisses and Luke nods in understanding before glancing back at LB and Cooter to see them rested upon their car, beaten but the men they had been faced with now lay upon the alley's floor. The two men Luke had been fighting stiffly climbs over to Rod to stand behind him.

I agree...John did a lot better job at being Bo than Sean did. Then again, no one can replace John as Bo Duke. Keep it between the ditches, Garrett Duke

I haven't seen a Coy and Vance episode in a long time and am not a big fan of theirs - but that isn't all of their fault. If they had given them their own characteristic; made them their own person - it could have worked. But I will give them all some credit...I think they came up with some pretty good plots through the Coy and Vance season. The other characters seemed to get bigger parts and so on. Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

I just got done watching the episode "Jude Emery" from one of my DVD sets and found a default. I was wondering if it is just my tape or perhaps just something they did...After Luke throws Elmer - the snake - into Patche's car and Patch runs off...they get out and Patch yells at Luke (but isn't really understandable of what he says...and then Luke says something back. But when Luke says something, his mouth moves but no sound comes out. I was just wondering if it was my DVD that has done this...that is the only episode that I had have that happened to; at least so far. Take care, keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

Garrett sighs heavily as he glares through the mud splattered window at the thick fog that quickly begins to build from muddy ground. Thoughts continue to race rapidly through him of the past few days, from his arrest to the escape due to his old gang. Frustration grows steadily within him as his thoughts flow back into the past, of all that he had done with his old friends, his gang, of the trouble and the fun they've had. Now they're in Hazzard, threatening Kristy and her kids. If only he had stayed in Knoxville. . . "Damn it," he hisses out as chills rush up and down his back as he bends over to hit the heat on and the heater loudly rattles from within the dashboard. Listening to the rattling for a long moment, his thoughts continue to flow upon his ragged and angered past and disbelief of his stupidity and blindness quickly floods through him. He knew Rocker almost as well as he knew himself, had felt priveleged to be called a friend of Rockers...to sit next to Rocker and to be one of the few people in the gang to be invited to Rocker's house: repeatedly. He knew Rocker, knew how he worked, knew how he ticked. He also knew how hard Rocker took anyone wanting to walk out of their gang, to leave; Garrett had even witnessed them brutally murder people for attempting to leave. What made Garrett so different? Him being so close and knowing so much of Rocker, would only make it worse to leave. Yet, Garrett had believed Rocker when he had told him there was no hard feelings; that he understood. "I should've known," Garrett hisses once again as he hits the heat off, too frustrated to listen to the rattling of the heater much longer. Staring through the hazy fog, Garrett allows his thoughts back into the present, to where he sits now. If he don't follow the instructions of the new friend of Rocker's, Kristy and the kids are dead. No doubt about that. Rocker means what he says. Yet to go along with them is even beyond his ability, his conscience. Before he wouldn't have thought twice about going along with them, robbing people he didn't know, but now it's different. Inside, Garrett refuses to believe that Hazzard has changed him or has softened him up. He's still the same person, just not one to be pushed into doing something...to do anything. He is his own person and will do as he wishes. . . For a short moment, Garrett glances back down at the old van's dashboard, taking in the old and chipped buttons. Only a couple of hours ago, Garrett had flagged down Brodie and Dobro who had been washing cars at the Boars Nest, collecting money to work on one of their muscle cars. Garrett had bravely walked out into the open and talked them into borrowing Dobro's dad's van that they had brought to the Boar's Nest to wash the cars. The old gray van is big and awkward for Garrett to handle, from being too use to his car and motorcycle. Frustrated by the thick silence he finds the radio button and the sound of Elton's strong voice fills the air. "How can they handle that junk?" Garrett shakes his head but keeps the radio on as Elton pronounces a commercial break before they play a new song from Alan Jackson. Looking back up through the hazy fog, Garrett takes in Hogg's big house and the metal fence that keeps in their small front yard. Sitting upon the front steps is Vicki talking to Enos. Seeing Enos in his uniform reminds him of the trouble he is in, with the law and with the bad guys. Things are only to get worse from here if he don't figure something out, somewhere to hide. Last night Garrett had camped out under the old broken bridge that covers half way across the Yellow River as he allowed his thoughts to process, struggling for a half decent idea. The only one he thought of was to run and hide, to never to be found again. But if he did that, there is no telling if they'd go after him or just go for Kristy and the kids. Abruptly, Garrett's thoughts are interrupted as the urgent sound of Sheriff Coltrane's voice sends shivers up and down his chilled body. A slight relief fills Garrett at hearing that he has forty more minutes to hide before his trouble with the law evaporates. Now he has only one enemy to confront... Now it's Garrett vs Rocker's group. Question run through Garrett's mind of why they would drop their suspicion when nothing has changed...not yet. Tomorrow morning, when they all wake up with the bank broken into and all the money gone, trouble will once again build up. The bank or Kristy. That was the plan that they had given him early this morning when he had showed up to the gang's meeting. Garrett was to be the hit man, the one that they drop off at the bank and he is to get in and out within five minutes with everyone's money...or Kristy and the kids' life. All depending on Garrett's success upon getting the money. He fails. . . Taking a deep breath, Garrett turns away from the town square with thought of getting out of town and back into the country. Back to hiding. . . CUE VICKI OR DANEY

I loved LB Davenport! No he's no Cooter Davenport and if I had to chose between the two, it is almost a toss up. I thought they should have had Cooter and LB working at the garage when Ben came back, but then again, that is my opinion. That is where fan-fic comes in great! Anyway, I thought LB was a great replacement character for Cooter...you know...Ernie Lively was the guy who played Dobro Dulin in the first episode "One Armed Bandits". I liked both characters! No I really didn't like BB Davenport, but I've always liked LB for some reason. Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

LOL! I never caught on that he charged that price in another episode, but I loved the episode where he kept charging Rosco that every time his door fell off in that episode! Just the way he said it and how Rosco reacted to it...What a talented cast they have! Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

I enjoyed what you wrote, Daney...keep up the good work. It is a very interesting concept to think of Enos drunk and how he would act, what he would do. Or why he'd get drunk. . . All the possiblities! Keep it between the ditches Garrett Duke

"I just don't believe it," Kristy mumbles as she tiredly holds onto her cold drink, half way to her mouth and half way off of the table clothed table. "I mean it's possible...especially with him. He was forced into moving to Hazzard and he made it known that he wasn't happy about it. He considered them family, his second family...whereas he doesn't feel like he fits in here." LB numbly nods as he slowly takes a bite from his chicken sandwich as his mind floats back to last night when he had ran Garrett down. Of their conversation and of how Garrett had acted. He had shown emotions...he was afraid. Something he never shows but keeps well hidden in himself, especially fear. LB has seen Garrett in a loud bar fight where it was Garrett versus five big men who was fueled upon heavy alcohol, there was no fear in Garrett's face or appearance. He had seen it as a challenge with possible injuries to himself. Yet last night Garrett had been filled with fear as he had kept walking through the shadows of the night. Kristy. The threat, by who ever it was, was against Kristy. But why would his old gang threaten his sister for? The gang Garrett had considered family. "Maybe he isn't with them," LB slowly says as he watches their thin petite brunette waitress approaching before waving her away. Glancing back at Kristy he feels his heart thuddering quickly within him, thuddering at her beauty and in disbelief that she could possibly be his girlfriend. "I wish I could believe that LB," Kristy slowly responds as she glares down at her untouched sandwich, "but what else am I to believe? I mean rumors are spilling around about his gang in town, he's accused of a crime he's done before with them, and then escapes from jail with no explanation. His gang would bust him out without a second, they're loyal to one another." "Things aren't always as they seem to be," LB shrugs as he struggles on what to tell her, whether or not to tell her of his conversation he had with Garrett last night. "Look Kristy," he caringly takes her petite hand into his from across the table, "when I left last night, I went looking for Garrett." After a silent pause, Kristy says, "I know and you said that you couldn't find him." "That was a lie," LB pauses and he watches the surprise enter Kristy's soft and gentle green-blue eyes, "I caught up to him a few blocks away walking through yards and corn fields. I tried talking to him and he really wouldn't say anything, said he couldn't say anything about it. Said if he said anything, something very aweful would happen to someone we both cared for." Kristy waits for a long moment, waiting for LB to continue. "Who?" she finally asks even though the answer is as apparent to her as the plate in front of her. "He wouldn't say in words, but it's you," LB nods to himself as he once again takes in Kristy as fear and anger quickly enter her eyes as quickly looks down at her plate. Hiding her emotions. "He's being threatened Kristy. That's why he's doing what he's doing. Says it's just something he has to do." "Why would his old gang threaten him? Or go after him?" Kristy wanders aloud. LB waits for a long moment as he thinks of his answer, his response. "Well you said it yourself," he finally responds to recieve a questioning look, "did you say that the gang is loyal? Like a family?" "Yeah, so?" she asks. "Well, I don't know much about gangs or how they work," LB confesses, "but of what I heard of, it is easier to join a gang than to leave a gang. A gang leader doesn't want to see a member leave in fear of the knowledge that the member would be taking with them. Perhaps," LB pauses as he watches Kristy's body tense up in fear for her brother, "they were just as upset at him leaving as Garrett was." "You think they're here to recruit him, again?" Kristy asks, "Or to . . ." Kristy cuts herself off as the horrible thought explodes within her, of losing her brother to the friends he had hung out with, had respected. "You're guess is as good as mine, but these are some bad men he's dealing with," LB says as he slowly stands up from the table, "I'll go pay and then we'll go meet up with Bo and Luke and tell them what we just came up with." "OK," Kristy says numbly as she grabs her leather purse from the back of her chair and weakly stands up. "I'm sorry," LB pulls her into a hug, "this brunch was to help you out, guess I wasn't much help." Kristy shakes her head as she stares into nothing, her thoughts back into the past of all that she had known of the gang Garrett had hung out with. She had only known him for a year before they moved down to Hazzard together, not much time to know about friends. She just knew enough that they were trouble, that he got into trouble with them. "You can help by helping Garrett," her voice grows strong with emotion, "or he'll do it on his own...they'll kill him LB." LB hugs her in the middle of the cafe, allowing the other patrons to watch as tears melt down Kristy's soft cheeks. "I won't allow them too. I'll go talk to the boys and then we'll team up against them," LB helps wipes the tears from her cheeks with grease stained thumbs, "I'll drop you off with Jesse and you can go pick up the kids with him." Kristy stares at LB for a short moment before she slowly moves towards the glass door to walk out into the sunny afternoon, heading towards LB's tow truck. (Cue anyone)

A broad smile slowly spreads across Rocker’s raggedly handsome face as he slowly pulls himself up from the large wooden chair that was placed in the front left corner of the dully empty room. For a short moment the leader allows a thick silence to form amongst the several men that stands alert around him, awaiting for his instructions, for his words of wisdom. Rocker nods silently to himself as he glances around the room, taking in every face that surrounds him to be filled with pride. Pride for his group of men, the men he had approved and taught and has came so far since his early days. Now if only Garrett didn’t leave, if Garrett still belonged to his group of men, his gang would be complete. At least in his eyes. Rocker took pride in his men and in his own ability to take care of them, to protect them and to give them what they wanted or needed. So why had Garrett been so greedy and left as he did? His sister is a big girl and could take care of herself, he didn’t need to go along with her, didn’t need to hold her hand and help her along. She had family down here in this small hick town that she went to, where she felt comfortable with. But from all that he has gathered and all that he has seen for himself, Garrett didn’t belong nor wanted to belong. Yet he stayed here and away from his true home, where he belonged. In his gang in Knoxville Tennessee. “Well Rod,†Rocker breaks the thick silence to glance over to the corner to his left where the dark haired tall and muscular man stands with his thick arms crossing his thick chest. Rod, Zeb, and Hank had been his newest bunch to his family, who he had recruited from another well known gang in Knoxville, just after Garrett had left the family. He had chosen Rod to lead the two others and be responsible for Garrett, for delivering the threats and having contact with him. Garrett wouldn’t recognize them and if he did, he’d think they were apart of the other gang, but knowing Garrett’s wit and attitude, he’d catch on quickly, if not already. “Explain your confrontation with Garrett. Good or bad?†Rod takes a couple of steps closer to the leader to be closely followed by Zeb and Hank who stands boldly behind him, their legs spread shoulder lengths apart and arms across their thick chests. “Good for us, we all assumed,†Rod gives a low laugh, coming out evil, “I can almost bet your dog that he’ll show up -“ “No one bets on Buck,†with that Rocker’s four year old boxer lifts his heavy, large head off of the cement floor to look at Rocker with large dark eyes, “no matter how good the odds are.†“You know what I meant,†Rod rolls his dark eyes as he looks down at the dog that growls lazily up at him and Rod looks back up at Rocker, “I am sure that he’ll be here when you asked him to be here. He was real defensive each time we spoke of Kristy’s name or her kids.†Rocker laughs with authority as he pats his leg and the brendalled boxer slowly stands up to walk over to him. “Good,†Rocker nods as he pets the dog, “I thought that’d grab his attention. OK,†Rocker pauses as he takes in the several men that surrounds him and back at the three men that he had relied on so much the past few days, “once he shows up, we all have to be ready. He sees me, he’ll put it all together. Who knows how he’ll -“ “I think he already has put it together,†Zeb speaks up and everyone looks back at him in surprise, “well he has...you can just tell. But that won’t stop him from showing up if that is what needs to be done to protect his sister.†“Don’t matter anyway, he’ll find out soon enough,†Rocker nods as he moves past his dog, “when he shows up, we’ll treat him like family despite his reluctancy and he’ll be teamed up with me. First we’ll finish with Hazzard and move on up to Knoxville with him with us...no one leaves my family unless I say so. He’s one of us down deep, it’s just a matter of recruiting him back into the family he once knew.†“Wait a minute, Rocker,†Rod speaks up allowing his anger to show, “we are going through all of this just to make him go back up to Knoxville with us? To team up with you?†“What? You think you were going to permanently replace him?†Rocker laughs in sarcasm, “That was the plan from day one and you were warned of that -“ “Yes sir I know,†Rod nods reluctantly as he attempts to hide his emotions, his hurt pride, “but you said he wouldn’t get away for leaving you like that, for abandoning you and disrespecting you as he had. Well making him be one of us and teaming up with you doesn’t seem like punishment to me...I think it’d be best to administer some pain of some sort. Have some fun with him.†Abruptly, Rocker’s dark green eyes are set a glow with thick anger as he quickly darts towards Rod to harshly grab a hold onto Rod’s tight black t-shirt to throw him against the thick wall. Holding him there heavily, Rocker yells, “I will do what I want to do, I am the head here, I’m the boss. You question me, you’re out!†Silence fills the room as everyone watches while Rod grabs a hold of Rocker’s powerful wrists that holds him tightly against the wall, fighting to breath against Rocker’s grip. “You understand me?!†Rod nods and Rocker lets go. “Very good. Zeb is now in charge and you can serve him with Hank on your task that I have given you. He won’t get off easy, I can guarantee you that Rod...but for now, that’s between me and him.†“Yes sir,†Rod deeply breathes in and out as he glares angrily at Hank and Zeb for letting his power slide out from under him. “Very good,†Rocker smiles at him before stepping back to look back at everyone, “we’re not leaving Hazzard until Garrett is apart of our family once and for all. . .that or dead.†(cue Daney or anyone)

Feeling alone and cold, Garrett slowly and sleekly moves within the darkness of the night, blending in through the darkness as he moves in behind a farm house's back yard. Thoughts race steadily through him as he slowly makes his way back to the dusty dirt road as he slowly begins to walk towards town, not knowing exactly where to go or what to do. If he don't report to the leader before sun rise to see what his assignment will be, Kristy and the kids will be in danger. If he goes through with what they want him to do, he'll be spending several years in jail for the likes of them. Deep down, Garrett knows that isn't much of a choice for him, because he already knows what he'll do. He'll report to the leader and do as he is asked to do. He'd rather risk spending years in jail than risking his sister's life and her kids. Attempting to hide his emotions within, Garrett numbly pulls the old post card out from his back pocket to stare at it through the light of the full moon. "Report at sunrise or you'll be witnessing your sister's death..." the card starts in sloppy hand writing. Anger soars through his numb body, anger at Rocker for sending such punks his way. Garrett had nothing but respect for Rocker until now, he had spent several years with Rocker and his friends. Had a lot of fun causing trouble but yet knowing what Rocker is, who Rocker is. Above friends, is business. Drugs and guns are his business. When Garrett had been forced to leave the gang to go to Hazzard with Kristy to protect her from her abusive ex-husband, Rocker had been furious at Garrett. Had threatened Garrett. No one leaves his gang without his say so and to Rocker, Garrett had been a valuable asset to him. A heavy body gaurd and a good friend. Did he purposely send the leader and his friends to Hazzard to target in on Garrett? For revenge? Perhaps the "leader" and his men are apart of Rocker's gang, new members he had approved and sent to Hazzard. Rocker had known how Garrett felt about Kristy. . . "Damn it," Garrett cusses loudly as he places the card back into his back pocket before digging into his chest pocket to pull out his hard pack of cigarettes. With shakey hands, Garrett slowly pulls out a cigarette and wobbly lights it, watching the flame dance in the darkness for a moment before shutting it out and putting the box and lighter back into his pockets. Breathing out dark smoke, Garrett's thoughts remain on Rocker, on his reactions of him leaving, the anger he had shown. The threat he had said as he had attacked Garrett. Rocker could have killed Garrett without a second thought, the only thing that had saved Garrett was the respect Rocker had for him. He had left Garrett black and blue with several cuts, but Garrett had accepted that knowing if he were anyone else he'd be dead. "Hey Garre," a voice quickly trails from behind him and Garrett quickly turns around filled with fear and surprise at hearing someone speak his name, behind him. A worm of relief crawls through his chilled body at seeing LB fully dressed and alert running to catch up with him. "Can we talk? Man to man? Friend to friend?" Shrugging Garrett slowly stops to wait for his friend while thinking through his answer. LB will surely want to know what is happening, the truth. But what can he tell him? He tells him, Kristy may die as well as the kids. The innocent kids that had been born seeing and hearing violence from their father before Kristy had walked out on them. How much can they take? Why put them in the middle of things? "Sure," Garrett shrugs again as he watches the end of the cigarette light up through the darkness. "You know those things will kill you one day," LB says for starters, pointing to the cigarette. Garrett sighs audibly at the notice, at hearing LB lecture him yet again about him smoking. "I'll die one day or another. Doesn't matter if it is from this or something else," he shrugs for an answer, "You call Rosco?" "Me? You know I wouldn't," LB slowly answers as he matches Garrett's pace, taking him in through the moonlight. Once again, he silently wonders how Garrett got the ugly scar on his neck, how he could get the scar without dying. "What's going on?" "What do you mean, what's going on?" Garrett responds stubbornly. "Don't play stupid," LB sharply responds, "you are arrested for stealing and then escape without explanation of who. Bo and Luke didn't do it." "And they wouldn't if they had the chance," Garrett harshly interrupts LB to display his anger and mistrust towards his cousin and twin brother. "They were probably excited that I was there...now disappointed that I'm out." "On the contrary, they were trying to bail you out. Whether you want to accept them or not, they care," LB answers honestly, "You are family and family comes first with them, the whole family. I know y'all don't see eye to eye on everything, but you should really get to know them, stop distancing your self from them and you will see that they care." Garrett allows silence to settle amongst them as he lets what LB had just said to sink in, seeing the truth behind it. He had been defensive towards them all since he had entered Hazzard, because he didn't want to be in Hazzard, didn't want to get to know them. He felt like an outcast, like he didn't belong. Maybe it was him, not them. He always assumed it was them who didn't like him, didn't take him for who he was. Everyone comparing him to Bo just because they were twins. Truth be told, they hardly had anything in common other than blood and their last name. And Luke always is so easy to jump up and defend Bo, to be on Bo's side, to protect Bo. "Yeah maybe," Garrett slowly lets out before taking his last and long breath in of his cigarette, watching the end glow up before throwing it on the ground to stomp it out. Letting out a cloud of cigarette out, Garrett falls back into thinking of Rocker and the leader's threat. What could he do? People would surely hate him if and when he got caught doing whatever he was told to do. Would they believe him that he had been forced to do it? With his past, probably not. Kristy had even doubted his innocence in robbing from the electornic store. No one can blame her. "So, what's going on?" LB asks only to be followed by an awkward silence as Garrett stubbornly doesn't answer. Not getting an answer LB says, "Look Garrett, we're here as friends, remember? Friends tell friends things that need to be told. I can't help you if you don't talk to me." "Look LB," Garrett says, "I can't tell you...if I tell you something very bad will happen to someone we both know and care about. I have to do what I have to do...end of story. Trust me," Garrett pauses for a long moment, "if I could tell you, I would. I need all the help I can get..." "Kristy," LB numbly responds, "they or whoever it is, threatened Kristy and the kids, didn't they?" "I can't say anything," Garrett responds as he watches the sky slowly lighting up, "thanks for your company...I will see you later on today. But for right now, I need to be alone." "What are you going to do?" LB pries, "I want to help Garrett...you know I won't say anything." "I know. But somethings, threatened or not," Garrett starts, "you need to do by yourself. You can help me by protecting Kristy and her kids, to be there for her. She'll need it." "If you say so, Garre," LB shrugs sadly. "I do. Thanks LB," Garrett says as he walks forward, leaving LB behind, "I'll be seeing you around." "Take care Garrett," LB says as he watches his friend slowly fade out of sight. (CUE DANEY OR ANYONE)

Hey y'all, I was just wondering if they were planning on selling 2006 Dukes of Hazzard Calenders. I had one last year and this year and have really enjoyed them! I know they have a Dukes of Hazzard the movie calender at Walmart, but I want one of the show. Of Tom and John and the original cast. If anyone has any information, it would be very much appreciated. Keep it between the ditches

That's a pretty cool quiz! I got 10 out of ten right in 54 seconds! ~Garrett Duke~

That's a pretty cool quiz! I got 10 out of ten right in 54 seconds! ~Garrett Duke~

Hi Hilery! It is good to hear from you! Thank-you for the update! Congradulations on graduating...that is a big mile stone. Your new apartment sounds too scary for me! I'd find it hard to sleep at night hearing that and knowing what is outside. Good luck at finding a new job...I hope it will be one that you enjoy. Thanks for the post. I've missed talking to you... Good luck with everything! It was good hearing from you! ~Garrett Duke~

Hi Hilery! It is good to hear from you! Thank-you for the update! Congradulations on graduating...that is a big mile stone. Your new apartment sounds too scary for me! I'd find it hard to sleep at night hearing that and knowing what is outside. Good luck at finding a new job...I hope it will be one that you enjoy. Thanks for the post. I've missed talking to you... Good luck with everything! It was good hearing from you! ~Garrett Duke~

It'd be great to see them together again!

It'd be great to see them together again!