James Duke

"I guess that'll teach ya to read it all next time, eh cousin?" Bo said with his trademark grin.

This RR is for me and Dukesrule2000 only. Others are free to read along though! :3 Tonight, on the Dukes... After a car accident leaves one Duke boy with amnesia, can the other Dukes find him after he disappears from the scene of the accident? Stay tuned to find out! Bo and Luke DUke were riding in their car, an orange 1969 Dodge Charger, heading for town to pick up some supplies for their Uncle Jesse. Like usual, Bo was driving and Luke was riding shotgun, the two were arguing about an upcoming race they had entered. Seeing as how only one of them would be able to participate in it, or so they thought, the two had been fighting over who would drive. After arriving in town and picking up the supplies, and after a few minutes of Bo flirting with some girls, the two were on their way home, Luke even more annoyed then before, this time because of Bo messing around and making him get the supplies alone. Once they were back at the farm and the supplies were unloaded, the cousins went inside, arguing more then before. Because of the near constant arguing for the past three days, Jesse and Daisy were at the end of their rope with the boys. They knew the boys were arguing over the race, but had no idea why. What they didn't know was the boys had no idea they could both be in the race, mainly because the boys had been in to much of a hurry to read the entry form completely. Thanks to that, they'd missed the part about one passenger being allowed per car.

"He did?" Bo asked, looking from Jesse to Luke, giving his oldest cousin a greatful look.

Bo returned the hugs, smiling. "I'm really glad to be home...I missed you guys a lot."

Seeing the farm hadn't changed at all, he smiled a little, glad that at least one thing was still the same.

On the way to the farm, Bo managed to fall asleep, thankfully for him, this time without any nightmares.

Bo leaned back in his seat, trying to relax. He was glad to be home, which helped him relax.

"Hey Cooter." Bo greeted with a smile. "Long time no see."

Bo nodded a little. "I've never talked about what happened to me...infact, this is the most I've talked in three years."

"Luke, he did that to save your life...I know if I'd been in his position, I'd have done the same thing. Just as long as you were alright."

"It wasn't your fault. It was those people that captured all of us." Bo replied softly.

"I tried to get your attention, but they hit me before I could. Then they took me back to my cell and that was pretty much where I stayed up until a few days ago." Bo explained.

"I know...I saw you there. It was just one time, but I know it was you." Bo replied.

After catching his breath and waking up fully, Bo sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was plum worn out, but was afraid to sleep because of the nightmares. He hated it when he couldn't stop himself from falling asleep.

Bo eventually woke up himself. He awoke with a scream, accidently smacking Luke in the face as he did, still being partly in the nightmare.

On the way home, Bo ended up falling asleep. He knew he looked terrible, but also knew that he couldn't help it. As he slept, he started to have a nightmare about his time in the prison.

"Sounds like a really good idea to me." Bo said. He then tried to get up, but still wasn't strong enough.

Bo smiled and nodded. "I'm more than ready to go home...I missed you way to much."

Bo was more then happy to go home. He only wished he looked better then he did. His hair was a lot longer then he liked to have it and he was almost a hundred pounds under weight.

A year later, Bo wasn't any better. He was starting to give up and was pretty much always sleeping. He was just too weak to do anything else, not that there was anything to do anyway. He'd grown depressed and didn't even care when someone came in and started to beat him up. He still tried to eat though, though he didn't always finish all of the bread he was given. Hazing just fallen asleep again for the umpteenth time that day, Bo was awaken quickly by the sounds of gunshots and yelling. Turning his head towards the window, he could just barely make out the uniforms of american soliders as they ran past. They had apparently found some more soldiers that had been captured. Forcing himself to sit up against the wall, Bo listened carefully for the sound of friendly footsteps. After awhile, he heard a couple of men talking and knew they were American. Not wanting to be left behind, Bo started yelling as loud as he could. Thankfully, someone heard him and ran to help him.

Bo wanted to stay awake, mainly because he knew it was probably getting close to the time when one or more of the Japs came in to torment him. He'd found out that everytime he was given food, they would come in sometime that day. But because he didn't have a lot of strength, Bo ended up loosing the fight with sleep.

Bo woke up from his restless nap, hearing something clanging on the ground. Opening his eyes, he saw a tray with some bread on it. Sitting up, he scooted over to it and grabbed the bread and started eating. It was good to get something to eat, since he hadn't eaten in almost a week. Once finished, he sighed and went back to the corner of the cell and laid back down.

Bo however, wasn't as fortunate. He hadn't been found yet. He had no idea that the others were rescued either. Sighing, he laid down on the damp ground and closed his eyes. He wanted to die right then and now, but something kept telling him to not give up. Taking a deep breath, Bo yawned a bit before falling asleep.

After being thrown back into his cell, Bo managed to crawl over to a corner, where he sat down. He couldn't believe Luke was there as well. He was glad though, that Luke was alive and hoped they'd be rescued before Luke was killed. Biting back tears, Bo closed his eyes and soon fell asleep, exhaustion knocking him out... Two years later, Bo was still in the camp. The Japs didn't really bother him anymore, though a few still liked to beat him up. He'd lost a lot of weight and was hardly able to get around anymore. He hadn't seen Luke since the day he recognized him, and actually thought his best friend was dead now.

Looking at Luke, Bo suddenly recognized him. He started to struggle against the Japs that were holding him, only to get hit in the back by the butt of a gun. He was knocked to his knees, stunned by the hit.