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*follows MaryAnne in, then down the steps to the bottom level.. sees the mess* Geez! Desperate much to get out Chet? *puts Chet down on the bunk but waits a moment before leaving the cell* Should we empty his pockets and take away anything he can use as a weapon or as a way to break out, he seems to be good at that lately... *looks at MaryAnne*

*moves away from Brian* Yeah Ill get him.. *crouches down and rolls Chet over... then sits him up, keeps a hold of the wrist and lifts him up and over shoulder then carefully stands* Keep Hazzard clean... *chuckles*

*turns to see Daniel walk up with Chet's horse and smiles at him* Youre right Daniel, and Brian is right too, the people around you make all the difference in the world.

*gives a sigh imaging MaryAnne in black* The Queen of Crime? *sighs again*

*eyebrows go up and looks at MaryAnne, picturing her in black and he grins* ohhh youd look great in black...

*cant help but laugh* So theres a new Sheriff in town huh?

Bad friends forever...*grins, shakes Brian's hand then carefully returns the hug mindful of his ribs then pulls back* Yeah easy youve already been tenderized once...*turns to look at Chet and sighs* so...do we take him back downstairs to his cell, do we ship him to another country, or do we set him in the street as the new Hazzard speedbump?

*nods touching head a moment wincing* Yeah he got me with a pistol and he cracked you with a horse.. *glances over shoulder to see Chet lying on the ground still* Though I say MaryAnne has even the score with her well aimed dart.. *turns back to look at Brian* so.... *clears throat* are we... cool? *offers handshake*

*presses lips together trying not to laugh or smile..shrugs a little* well did you really think I was trying to sabotage you in some way?

*looks at Brian* I wasnt trying to insubordinate you, all I wanted to do was keep your butt alive. *Sighs* All I was worried about was Chet being healthy and you not being and him using that to kill you...*raises dark eyes* Im sorry if you got offended it wasnt my intention, I just wanted you to stay alive.

*watching the situation then sees the waggling finger from Brian and moves away from the group to join him*

Of course Id put holes in the crate... the termites have to eat...*gives a grin but then it fades giving a sigh* ah well it was a nice try, besides, Egypt would just ship Chet back...

*glances at MaryAnne again giving a smile* Well Im glad you were able to dart him MaryAnne...*looks down at Chet again scowling* Since hes out like a light and should be for awhile now if thats animal tranquilizer, can we box him up in a crate, punch some holes in it and mail it to Egypt?

*crossing arms over chest* Nothing seeing as how a dart has done the job for me... *glances down at the dart protruding from Chet's back* Nice shot though I can just imagine what went on here... *glances at MaryAnne seeing the dart gun on her hip*

*Daniel and Alex arrive in town, Daniel guiding Swift straight to the courthouse...sees the scene, MaryAnne, Garrett, Brian and Chet lying on the ground at their feet. As Daniel stops Swift, the blond man dismounts and joins the crowd, gazing down at the unconscious Duke* Well... this is interesting. *gaze going to Brian*

*follows Daniel outside the cabin, watches as he climbs up onto Swift then offers his hand, takes it and swings up behind him...* We need to get back to the courthouse, Brian cant face Chet alone and I dont trust Chet one bit not to pull something...

*gives a nod* I dont care if hes mad at me, I cant let Chet hurt him or worse...*nods again at the riding double* Lets go... *follows Daniel outside*

*eyes widen* A hundred grand??? *Scoffs* like Chet is even worth that much? *looks at Daniel and nods* Yeah I can stand, Brian took Garrett, I guess theyre going to go meet up with Chet or something..*still watching Daniel* But if MaryAnne didnt let Chet go, then Brian and Garrett are going to go to town... youre right we need to go, Brian is in no shape to face Chet.

Garrett tied me up at Brian's order... *looks at the young Cheyenne* Brian thinks Im turning against him or something when i sent you to bring Chet here...*looks around suddenly realizing hes alone* MaryAnne didnt let him go, did she?

*having stayed on his side all night, slept not really happening too much except for light dozes, hears the sound of a horse and tries to look behind, hears the voice of Daniel and sighs audibly in relief* Daniel! *sighs again as the ropes are cut and slowly moves to sit on the floor, rubbing wrists* Im all right Daniel, thank you so much for cutting me loose...*moves arms and legs, having been tied so long arms are a little stiff and sore*

*after many more tries, ends up plunked back down in the chair against the wall, a little out of breath from the effort...* This isnt going to work! *Says outloud to the empty room and starts to struggle out of sheer frustration, the movement moves the chair from against the wall and after a moment both chair and occupant tip over to one side, ending up on the floor... gives a sigh* Damn it...

*on feet, though still tied to the chair, hears the sound of Diablo starting up, turning toward the door* Damn it... *looks back at the wall and turns sideways... flexes feet and legs a little wishing for better more secure stance but ropes preventing this.. heads over to the wall and suddenly turns, throwing weight and chair into the wall and falls into it, hoping to break the chair...chair lands with a thud into the wall but remains intact* Aw hell...*gives a sigh* Damn good country craftmanship...*mutters then stands again and takes a few steps forward, going to try again*

*doesnt flinch at the near smack, watching Brian take off with Garrett... gives a sigh* Damn stupid... *voice trails off, whispering a bunch of colorful words to describe the situation and looks around...then looks down, legs are tied to the chair as well...moves legs a little then braces boots to the floor of the cabin and stands up chair and all...turns to see a wall and grins a little..*

*turns dark eyes to look at Brian, the gaze intense* Its your choice to walk out that door...Your choice to go.

*shakes head* Going off half cocked and injured and I'm the arrogant one? Right...*looks away, the traitor comment cutting deep...* think what you want, all I know is youre leaving behind people that can help you...