DaneyDuke

Honestly didn't believe the news at first. Prayers and thoughts for Cathy and the entire family.

Great idea, Sleepy! Six Days On The Road - originally released in 1963, Dave Dudley. Sawyer Brown did a cover that changed a lyric in 1997.

(It's alright!) Daney looked at the older businessman. They were conversing outside an office door. "You really don't have any?" She asked. There were only ten vehicles scattered about the eleven spot capacity lot. And that had given her an idea. "Not at the moment," Ace Parker replied to the young woman. "No trade either, Danielle." While it was a nice and clean car, easy to sell. He knew Jesse would be very unhappy. He heard a sigh in response. Daney sighed. Then inquired quickly. "You'll call if you do?" "Of course," Ace answered. "Appreciate that, sir." The brunette smiled. "It's always worked out before," he commented with a crooked grin. "Yeah," Daney saw his encouraging expression and began to turn and leave. "Have a good evening, Mr. Parker." "You too, sweetheart." His hand reached for the handle of the office door. He watched her take a few steps before going inside to the desk. Instead of sitting in the chair and doing paper work, Ace peered through the blinds. Observed the young woman stare toward the cloudy sky. Daney stood in the parking lot, thinking about other choices. If only it was harvest time, then there would be work for Bo and Luke. That wasn't for a few months... (cue Kristy or Garrett!)

Thank you everyone!

Aww, congratulations!

Thank you everyone! Brian and Chet, either of you close to being done?

http://www.cnn.com/2010/SHOWBIZ/Movies/03/24/obit.robert.culp/index.html?npt=NP1

*She could reduce his bail. Especially if no new charges are being added. Think silently.*

*Having finished the new case earlier, quietly join Alex at the doorway. Listen to MaryAnne and Brian in conversation.*

*While Daniel, Bo, Lukas and Alex voice their sentiments. Garrett observes silently. Walk up behind Brian and give him a gentle hug. *You're always been a good friend even when people were rotten. Thank you.*Voice drops to a whisper and step back with a smile. Hope that MaryAnne who is standing in front of Brian heard too. She's been a wonderful friend. There is just an incredible buncha folks gathered together waiting for Chet to wake up.* (Sorry Miss Dee, was working on this before you posted.)

You would *says quickly in agreement with MaryAnne*

Yeah, I'm fine.*pause and still looking at Garrett* Is Chet going to be ok?

*Remembering what Brian said earlier at the clinic, I glance away from him. To where MaryAnne is with no badge and two guns. That scares me enough that I don't move toward Garrett. However, I am glad to see he appears to be alright. Unlike Chet who is laying on the ground with Chance assessing his injuries. Smile and say* Garrett, I am glad to see you're alright.

(Connection issue. Garrett left for the night it appears. Freeze please.)

That would get you two in trouble with him and I don't want to do that*I reply and notice out the front windshield, that we're in town.*

*Wide awake now and feeling much better. I don't look at Lukas or Bo. Say quietly.*Is Garrett ok? *pause* Can't you drop me off somewhere and tell Brian I ran away?

*It takes a few seconds to wake up. Hazel eyes glance sleepily at Luke and I ask* Do you get to drive this time?

*The drink of water makes me feel even better. After Bo redoes the bindings, I try to get comfortable. Wishing we'd hear from someone. Good or bad news...* (Good idea, nite all!)

*Standing outside with Bo and breathing fresh air for a few minutes, feel better. Knowing that Garrett and others may still be in danger. I do not try to take advantage of him.*Thank you, we can go back in if you want too.*

*For whatever reason, I feel really sick. Hazel eyes glance to Bo and Luke.* Don't feel good. Can I be untied enough to go outside, please? *ask nicely*

I'll try,*sigh and offer an explanation*Was suppose to start a new investigation today. I'm not used to being a hostage. I wish they'd get in contact soon, so we know they're alright.*Not quite ready to share other thoughts with Bo and Luke.*

Ok, Bo*replies and glances down at the CB mic and box again. Thinking about how one item can mean so much. Move just a little to sit more comfortable. My head makes accidental contact with Luke's arm still draped across the top of the seat. I say quickly.* Sorry, Luke.

If it's going to be much longer, can we turn the radio on please? *makes a polite request*

*After many miles of some unfamiliar scenery, I stop thinking about what Luke's ulterior motive is for certain behavior. There is an old rusted late model Chevelle parked in a field. A medium size gray bird perched on its rooftop.* Bo...