DaneyDuke

Happy belated Birthday to Vicki and Kristy... anyone else I missed. Daney

Daney quietly helped her cousins get Val, Enos and Cletus untied. She told them she was truly sorry, explained why she did what she did and asked Daisy to tell MaryAnne, Rosco and Brian. While the three officers were getting attired again, her cousins chatted about what had happened... the youngest brunette Duke slipped to the edge of the woods feeling like a fool. She stopped for a moment and looked over her shoulder. As she continued walking... warm, salty tears began to run down her cheeks. Daney kept going until she came to Styx River on the other side of the woods. She stood there with her arms crossed over her chest, and a troubled expression in her hazel eyes. She took a deep breath, looked up at the sky and sighed. Then she dove in... the cold water would wash away the mud from the cat fight with Gillian but it wouldn't take the pain from her heart or make her feelings go away. While Daney was trying to sort things out... the General had caught up to Maverick, who was closing in on the stolen police car. Cletus, Val, and Enos were in the back of the orange stock car. Bo in the passenger seat, Daisy in the middle and Luke in the driver's seat at the wheel. The older female Duke woman picked up the cb. "Songbird, you out there on the Hazzardnet?"

*smiles and then comes out from around counter. Leaves the room, stops at the sign that says No returns or complaints. Gives everyone a final look and whispers.* Good luck and good bye. I will miss you all. *Walks out of the Boar's Nest.*

While the Coltrane cousins were talking, the Duke clan walked over to the patrol car. “You sure about this?†Daisy asked. Daney nodded and looked at the boys. “Didn’t you say to forgive and forget? No grudges once...†“I did,†Luke smiled and Bo chuckled. The oldest brunette led the blond and middle brunette over to where Enos, Cletus and Val stood. The three were boasting about the capture. Daney made sure the Strates and Deputy Hogg were not looking. She quickly opened a patrol cruiser’s back door of the patrol cruiser. Hazel eyes looked at the red haired woman and blond man. “I owe you both for not killing me or Brian, and I hope this pays the debt.†Her voice was low and respectful. She reached into her jeans pocket and got the bobby pin out. “No grudges Gillian, right?†Daney whispered and used the metal to spring the lock on the cuffs of the woman. "Right...no grudges." Gillian sighed in relief as the tight cuffs were opened. “Good luck. Thank you, Mac for not killing me or Brian.†Daney pressed the bobby pin in Gillian’s hand and squeezed it gently. MacGyver's hands were released and he rubbed his wrists as he stared at the brunette woman. "I wasn't paid to kill him, Daney." He looked through the window at the three people. "You better go, we'll take it from here." Daney glanced curiously at the group of folks... did Val, Enos and Cletus hire Mac and Gillian? Or my cousins? She shook her head, then smiled at Mac and Gillian. She turned to her cousins and motioned with an old ridge runner sign that everything was ok to go. She closed the door so it looked like it was shut. Her cousins came up beside her. They walked back toward the Coltranes. Daney was grateful that everyone she loved was ok.

*Finishes serving another customers. Gets a tray with four glasses filled amber liquid. Takes a few steps and places one of the beverages in front of MaryAnne, Brian and Riddick. Then picks up the last one and looks at Riddick* Nice to see ya back in town, Riddick. Just remember this is a nice, peaceful community, with lots of places to put people who stir trouble up for no reason. *smiles*

(co authored with Mac) "Oh Lord," Daisy muttered watching Daney and Gillian stop in mid fight about twenty five feet from the cabin, just on the edge of the woods. Her cousin and the red head had been fighting since Bo and Luke standing at the window whistled at Daney when she came out of the cabin with the woman. Their eyes widening, masks of horror etched on their faces at the gunshot and birds flying everywhere. Bo and Luke were close to the pit of mud, holding ready bows... in case MacGyver's assistant tried to escape. Daney turned to Gillian covered in mud from head to toe. She glared at her. Gillian stood up, wiping her hand across her face and flinging the mud onto the ground. "Never should have crossed him Daney, now look what he's done because of it." "This isn't my fault!" Daney shoved the red haired woman hard to the ground for the third time in two minutes. She watched Gillian’s eyes go shut like she was taking a nap. Daisy, Bo and Luke came closer. Daisy began to hog tie Gillian up with help from Luke. With tears in her eyes, Daney wrenched the bow from her blond cousin's hands with a half hearted growl. She turned and ran to back to the cabin, not caring if she looked like a swamp monster or not. Daney stopped in the door way with the bow raised and ready to shoot.... With a hard kick, the cabin door was opened and the sight that met her eyes was MacGyver. He was lying in the bed with his arms tucked under his head. "Hi Daney, welcome back." He sat up slowly seeing her grab the bow string and pull it taut, the black arrow point poised to shoot him in the chest. "I see…nice bow." The weapon dropped from her hands to the floor. Her heart sunk, not seeing Brian. A cold shiver went up her spine. "You bas----," She hissed at the blond man and picked the weapon up... "I am indeed, and you only now figured that out?" He turned in his side and touched the mattress, raising his hand. The tip of his fingers were bloody. "Wondering where Brian is? Well I'm wondering where Gillian is." He rubbed his fingers together. “She’s safe,†Daney let go of the string.... and then threw the bow at the wall. Mac’s eyes didn’t dart away as the tip of the arrow imbedded itself just above his blond head of hair. “Where is Brian?†She tried to sound brave even through she was heartbroken and felt like she was going to throw up. "Around." MacGyver got up from the bed and pulled the arrow from the wall. "If Gillian is in the hands of your cousins, then all you've done is sealed Brian's fate." “What are you talking about?†Daney inquired as Mac walked toward her. "Gillian belongs to me and I want her. Have those two cousins of yours bring her back." MacGyver circled around her slowly as he spoke, his eyes never leaving her. "Tell me where Brian is, you son ----," Daney grabbed Mac's throat with one hand and a handful of his hair with the other hand. Mac rolled his eyes as he grabbed Daney's wrists and pulled her hands off of him. He threw her down on the bed and straddled her waist, pinning her with his weight. "I've got all the power Daney and you know it. Your life and Brian's hangs in the balance. Give Gillian to me and you just might survive this." He leaned close to her dark hair and nosed it gently as he whispered in her ear. Daney shivered, wondering what he was going to do next. She glanced over to see Bo, Luke, and Daisy with Gillian in the open doorway. Her female cousin had the bow ready to shoot an arrow in Mac’s backside. Her oldest and youngest male cousins had a tight grip on the red haired woman’s arms. Gillian was tied at her hands and ankles. “She’s right behind you,†Daney paused. “Gillian wasn’t harmed, where is Brian... Mac, please.†She pleaded with the blond man. Mac's eyes narrowed as he climbed off the bed, pulling Daney up. His grip around her waist firm as he pressed her back to his chest. "I don't think so, lower it or you'll never know." He focused his stare at Daisy. "I still have the gun. Daisy, you know I'll use it. Do you really want to see it go down like this? You shoot, I shoot and things getting bloody... Lower the bow and I'll show you Brian." Daisy saw how pale her younger cousin was underneath the mud that was still smeared on Daney's face. She was scared something had happened to her friend, the boys and her were too. The older Duke woman lowered the bow and removed the arrow without taking her eyes off Mac and her cousin. Mac kept a firm hold of Daney as he motioned to a small closet on the other side of the little room. "Daisy, open that door." Daisy looked at Bo and Luke who nodded, then she walked over to the door. Hesitantly, she obeyed the man's order. A small gasp came back from her mouth seeing Brian in a police uniform, the collar stained with crimson. His arms behind his back, like he was cuffed. It was eerie... but he appeared ok from the dark eyes that stared at her. She smiled at him and turned back to rest of the room. MacGyver lifted his head. "You got what you wanted; now give me what I want." He put his hand in his pocket and pulled out a small key, tossing it at Bo, who caught it. "Untie Gillian and we'll trade women." "What are you gonna do after that?" Luke asked suspiciously. Mac's gaze flicked to Gillian, who gave a small nod of agreement to him. "Walk away…" Bo and Luke looked from Daney over to Brian... then at Mac, before untying Gillian as quickly as they could. "Who hired you?" Daisy asked. "No, that information stays with us. It's what's going to keep us alive for not completing the job." MacGyver looked at Brian. "Watch your back Brian, someone wants you out of the way." The boys let go of Gillian and smiled at her. Then they walked over to the closet. A minute later... Daisy, Bo, Luke and an uncuffed Brian stood waiting for Mac to hold up his end of the deal. Mac let go of Daney and the two women passed one another. Gillian hugged Mac around the waist. "We better go." "Yeah." They said nothing more; simply walked across the room passing the group of people cautiously. They never looked back as they disappeared into the forest. Bo, Luke and Daisy went outside as their cousin began to fuss over Brian to make sure he was really ok. They couldn't help but grin watching through the window until Daney and Brian came out of the cabin a few seconds later.

Daney bit her lip and looked over at Brian apologetically. She didn't want to leave him. She should’ve gotten him loose first. Now it was too late... Please forgive me, Brian. A smile came over her lips remembering a friend’s advice. She was going to have to take another risk... sixth sense told her that Mac was a soulless creep with no mercy. But his vice was the woman, who Daney had ahold of. She could tell by how the couple had interacted. “No Mac, I don’t think so.†She kept a firm grip on the belt and moved toward the door with Gillian, her back stayed against the wall and her hazel eyes focused on Mac and Brian. She made a quick reach for the door handle and opened it... “If anything happens to Brian... you’ll never see Gillian again, Mac.†Daney promised and before she could hear his reply, disappeared outside with the red haired woman.

Mac and Gillian were in deep hushed conversation with their backs to their prisoners... Daney lips were in a smile under the gag from Brian’s unspoken words. She saw how nervous Brian was in this position and did the only thing she could to give him a little piece of mind and comfort. She scooted over enough and rubbed noses with him, it was the Indian sign for affection/friendship. She took a peek at Gillian and Mac again, then decided to risk the idea that had been in her brain since the handcuffs had been placed on her. 30 seconds later, Daney had the cuffs off thanks to a bobby pin from her hair. She took the gag off and smiled at Brian. Then she slid off the bed and crept over behind the couple. She took her belt off and snaked it around Gillian's neck, while her right leg came up and kicked Mac in the head. She kept the grip on the belt tight enough that Gillian could not get away. She moved around until her back was against the window, Gillian was a shield and if Mac tried to get her, he'd sent both of them through the glass. The blonde man groaned as he lay dazed on the floor. Daney looked over at Brian and winked. She adored him, he was a great friend. He seemed a little more comfortable now. She turned a fiery stare to Mac. "Though you were dealin' with just some country hick? I don't think so! I happen to be a P.I., and been in way more difficult spots than what you just did." Daney paused and cleared her throat. "Here in Hazzard, we got something called Southern Justice." Daney grinned seeing some friendly faces in the window behind Mac. "Don't move Mac and cheese or I'll take your wife here to the flip side." Daney fibbed, she would never hurt someone on purpose.

Daney leaned against the brick wall of the alley and out of breath. Her eyes burned. She was doubled over.. but it was worth it, saving Diablo. No one had been hurt, just a dumpster from the bomb. "Ohhh," She muttered softly. Daney recognized the blond person who planted the bomb. Had anyone else? She felt a tug on some of her long hair. "You ok?" a familar, older male voice replied. Daney smiled. "I'm tired, sir." "I know," And with that he guided her back toward the street. He stopped for a moment and picked up two cats that were running toward the Courthouse. He held them as tenderly as he held Velvet Ears, but a tight enough grip that neither of Hilery's cats could scrim away. "You fellas shouldn't be near that building... Bandit and Flash will have you for doggy num nums." A smile brightened his face. A few moments later, they joined MaryAnne. (Now for a twist... From here to whenever, MaryAnne Coltrane will be writing my lines/scenes. I ask no one else do so, as MaryAnne is the only one I gave permission too. Thank you, Deputy!! Good luck and have fun.)

(A long haired woman walked up to the bulletin board. Through sunglasses, hazel eyes read all the postings. Her right hand came up and touched her silver necklace. The slender brunette sighed and contemplated what to do. Her left hand took the knife that was impaled in a paper. Daney started to use the knife's tip to scratch her own message but changed her mind after a glance around. She pocketed Brian's weapon and walked away toward the Busy Bee Cafe.)

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The Deputy is right y'all. 8) No, packing up and leaving isn't the answer... but I have known people to do just that. It all comes back to the golden rule of being good to one another.

Essy, I didn't mean to come across angry... because I wasn't. I also ask you politely to think about this... do we really want people to think Hazzardnet is in turmoil when it is not? I would like to see peace, respect, honor and friendship brought back. Thank you. Daney

*sneaks in the back door of the Boar's Nest* Thanks all. Good luck to everyone and take care. =) *walks back out, memorizing the Deputy's words about home*

Essy (and everyone else), I respectfully disagree with you. There are BILLIONS of names and THOUSANDS of occupations, HUNDREDS of vehicles. There is no reason for any created character in a small town like Hazzard to have the same name, job or car. It's about respect. Hair and eye color are a different matter because there aren't so many choices. I tell ya if another Daney came along, I'd pack up and leave... because being orginial is not a stupid thing. Are you or anyone else willing to pay that price? Daney

“Double Damn,†Daney muttered under her breath. How did one pack years of history and memories into one short journal entry. It isn’t possible, because I’ve had lots of adventures with my comrade and read lots of escapades about MaryAnne Victoria Coltrane, She thought. The pretty Deputy who more than one person considered their best friend. Wait, this is supposed to be about how I feel... No one else can be in it! Daney reminded herself silently. She gently ripped the page. It was cleanly torn from the notebook, no jagged edges. The brunette Duke had gone about this the wrong way, that was nothing new and one of the things MaryAnne was patient about. Daney started humming Holiday by Madonna... it reminded her of something MaryAnne could use after everything the 3 weeks younger woman had been though in her life... Losing her mother when she was knee high to a grasshopper, her papa the year before she came back to Hazzard... yet, MAV was a pillar of strength when the rest of Hazzard seemed to be crumbling down. If anyone screwed up... MaryAnne hoped one learned their lesson and didn’t repeat the offense. The curly haired, brunette Coltrane had lots of faith and trust. She was modest and unselfish. Humble and graceful. The only time MaryAnne got upset was if someone was causing trouble for no reason. The list of MaryAnne’s good points could go on and on. And that didn’t mean she was a super hero... no she was like a shooting star in the southern night sky... a unique, special treasure. Daney couldn’t think of one person who would trade that in for anything. At least she wouldn’t... MaryAnne was an inspiration. Happy Birthday, Deputy. I hope it was a good one. 8)

Thank you Essy and Kristy, it has been nice having y'all around Hazzard... the rest of ya too. =)

Thanks Essy, I hope everyone had a great day.

I second what Brian and MaryAnne stated. =) There is alot I could say but I won't. So just let me add... be good to one another, please take care of each other because that is what Hazzard has always been about.

MaryAnne, Don't feel bad about mostly getting all A's. 8) You're in a cagtergory all of your own... like me! I got mostly B's, some C's, 1 A and 1 D. Let me leave y'all with a couple of lines from John Cougar Mellencamp's "Small Town" to think about. 'No, I cannot forget where it is that I come from. I cannot forget the people who love me. Yeah, I can be myself here in this small town And people let me be just what I want to be.'

My answers were mostly Daisy's Roadrunner but one was for the jeep. LOL =)

Riddick, Nope, no problem. Its just a name. I'd just like to remind everyone to be good to each other. and yourself. Daney

Riddick, I just found it odd that the day after I posted a link to a story of mine that had Haley Shaw, someone else shows up with the same spelling name here... it made me suspious. I hope you understand I didn't mean any harm. I had some thing else on my mind at that moment. Daney

That was sweet, Essy. 8) I hope everything is ok for you and just remember... Keep The Faith. (It's a Bon Jovi song)

(Min can't post at the moment and Val gave me permission earlier in the week...) Daney watched the folks come off the roof after giving MaryAnne and Brian a standing ovation after the Deputy bowed. They mingled in with the rest of the crowd heading into the Boar's Nest. It was late Friday afternoon and everything was alright in Hazzard County.