bethie88

I wish I'd been around for racing like it used to be!

The boys were drinking hard. But, they weren't planning to go anywhere, so they were drinking with that in mind. Which meant they were drinking hard. Bo, Jr. and Jake were having the time of their lives, although Bo, Luke, and the other older men knew that the next morning the younger two were going to have the headaches of their lives. The "boys," never having had more than a sip of Jesse's shine, were going to pay for drinking that much the next day. None of the older group said anything, though. They just let the boys have their fun, especially since they were surrounded by men to keep an eye on them. Randy and the other smokejumpers were quickly assimilated into Hazzard society, and they each had their own Mason jar of shine. "Good Lord, Luke!" Randy said. "You told us what your Uncle made was good, but I never thought it would be this good." Luke grinned. "Uncle Jesse was proud of his..." he looked over at Enos with a grin. "Of his 'water.' He wanted it to be the best quality 'water' available." Bo agreed. "Nobody made 'water' like Jesse. That's why him and his former associate JD Hogg ended their business partnership." Bo, Jr.'s interest was immediately piqued. "Daddy, tell a story about y'all runnin' shine. I wanna hear a good one." Bo grinned. "You two never quit, huh?" "Nope," Bo, Jr. replied. "OK," Bo said. "Here goes." CUE DIXIE

As the girl hit the floor, Dixie looked at her and said sarcastically, "And he's her husband." As Bo, Jeb, Brody, and Daisy looked up the hall, Bo looked at the scene in front of him, then turned to Jeb and Brody and said, "Oh, Lord." All four of them ran to where Dixie and Beth stood, Dixie still fighting mad, and Beth somewhat in shock. Bo walked over to Beth immediately. "Hey, what happened?" he asked, sliding his arm around her waist. "She just said something about us, and Dixie... Wow!" "Dixie did that?" Bo said, looking at Cooter's younger sister incredulously. "Yep," Dixie said, somewhat proud of herself. "And I dare her or anyone else to say another word about it." The girl looked at Dixie with hatred in her eyes. She stood up, and realized that her nose was bleeding. "Dixie Davenport, you'll pay for this!" she screamed. Bo, Jeb, and Brody all stood up straight to get the full effect of their heights. Bo looked at the girl, recognising her as a girl that had dated his friend, Mac Jones, and had done him wrong. "Lyndsie, I suggest you get on out of here. Leave Dixie and everybody else alone." "Are you threatening me?" she asked, looking for another way to get someone in trouble, since Dixie was as good as suspended already. "Lord, no," Bo said. "I wouldn't hurt a girl. But I'm just sayin'. These girls here ain't gonna take a bunch of junk from you. Or nobody else for that matter." "Well, I'm just saying you better watch how you talk to me," Lyndsie said, turning up her nose. "Oh, believe me... I will." Bo gave her his meanest look, then turned to Beth. "You all right, honey?" "I'm fine. I didn't have a chance to get in any trouble. Dixie was on her like a duck on a june bug." Bo grinned, and gave Dixie a pat on the back. "Thanks, Dixie. But I hope you don't have to do that again. 'Cause you're in a big pile of crap already." Dixie nodded. "I know. Lord, I know." Bo smiled. He was glad to have so many friends. Especially friends that had his and Beth's backs. Cue Dixie

Can't disagree with that. And another thing... why is it that of all the cars they're racing, only one of the stock versions is an actual sports car? The Ford car and the new Chargers are hardly hot rods... they're 4-doors! Good grief!

"Well, is that how it is now? When'd y'all tie the knot? And why wasn't I invited?" he jabbed Bo in the ribs. "Well, we were kinda in a hurry, if you get my drift," Bo replied. Mr. Crouse smiled knowingly. "Oh, so that's how it was." "Due in June," Beth said, looking up at Bo with a smile. Mr. Crouse shook his head. "You kids are somethin' else. But... congratulations anyway." Beth smiled. "Thanks, Mr. Crouse." "No problem. Now, you better let your husband get to his first class." Bo smiled wanly. Unfortunately, his first teacher was hardly Kool-aid. More like Lemon Juice. Mrs. Carson. Algebra 2. Bo hated math. Bo slipped in the door, and sat down in his desk, glad to be sitting beside his friend, Brody, one of the few black people in Hazzard High. "Hey, Brody," Bo whispered to his friend. "Bo Duke!" Brody said. "Reckon the honeymoon went well?" "Yeah. Too bad it's over." Brody grinned. "Yeah... Miz Carson's class sure ain't no honeymoon." Bo laughed. He couldn't disagree with that. Mrs. Carson had to be the meanest teacher in the Hazzard County School System, and she had always especially disliked Bo, Luke, and Cooter. bo was barely passing her class, and she wouldn't explain anything to him to make it easier. Bo wished he had Kool-aid with Beth first period. They only had one class together, English 4, which was an honors class for Beth. She had good grades in everything. She would have been going to college if not for the baby. But that was all over, and she was just settling in to being Bo's wife and the mother of his child... or maybe, children. Beth usually enjoyed Mr.Crouse's class, but this particular day was rough. Especially when she heard a girl sitting a few seats back say, "...... Cue Dixie

NASCAR is turning into nothing but politics and advertisements... have you ever watched the NASCAR legends reunion? There were races back then where only 1 car wasn't cheating. lol. But it's good that they have to pay for cheating.

Jimmie Johnson? Crap!

Dixie smiled. "Don't worry, Beth. We just have a few extra visitors coming over." "Oh?" Beth said. "Some girls who work with Luke. They've come for the wedding, and knowing Hazzard County, the hotel's already full." Beth smiled. "Well, we'll just tidy up Bo, Jr.'s room, and he can stay downstairs." "Well... his five housemates are coming, too." Beth's eyes widened. "Good Lord!" Dixie smiled. "Oh, well. We can make do, can't we?" "Yes." Dixie nodded. "It's OK, then," she said to Luke. "Alrighty. I'll see if Lisa and Casey think they can find it on their own, and I'll call back if not." "OK, honey. Love ya." "Love you, too." Dixie grinned when she heard the guys on the other end going, "Awwww!" She shook her head. "See ya later." As she hung up the phone, Beth jumped into full on busy mode. "We've gotta go put new sheets on the other beds. They've gotta have clean sheets." Dixie laughed at her friend as they headed up the stairs. Cue Dixie

"Honey, if they say anything, you just let me know... Nobody talks too much crap about the Dukes without having to deal with 'em." "Bo, you can't just go pummel somebody for talking about you. It's not..." she shook her head. "There are better ways to handle things." Bo shook his head. "If you think of one, let me know." Beth let Bo put his arm around her. "Honey, please don't do anything dangerous... Don't get in trouble over it. Words are just words. If someone tried to hurt me or the baby, that would be one thing, but we're talking about words. They hurt for a little while. Besides, it's like you said... The people who really matter are the ones who love us anyway..." Bo smiled. "Sunshine... Sometimes I don't know what I'd do without you." She turned to look up at him. She smiled, thinking about how tall and handsome he was. "I love you, honey. I really do. More than you'll ever know." He pulled her close and kissed her. "I love you, too." She tasted the moonshine in his kiss. But she didn't say a word. Just reached up, and pulled his head down to kiss him again. He grinned. "Hm... I reckon we better get home. We've gotta get ready to go back to school in the morning. It was nice being out for a whole 2 weeks... Too bad that'll never happen again." "Oh, hush! You're a Sr. You'll be out, soon. I'm stuck for a whole nother year after you get out." "So! I don't like it... and a school year's still a long time." Beth smiled. "Well... I still have to finish that essay for English." "What essay?" "It's supposed to be about the most important person in your life. I'm writing about you." Bo smiled, suddenly shy. "Aww.... you didn't have to do that, honey. I'm not..." She pressed her fingers to his lips, then kissed him passionately. "Yes, you are." He smiled, then lifted her into his arms and carried her home. ~**~**~**~**~ The next morning.... Cue Dixie

I know John's daughter's name is Karis and they call her Biscuit... But what about his other kids? What are their names and how old are they... Does anyone know where I can find pictures?

There's a heck of alot of difference in who you WANT to win and who you EXPECT to win. ~Beth

Beth sat on the examining table at Doc's, after he had given her a check up. Bo sat in the chair beside her. "Well, Beth, Bo..." Doc said. "It appears to me that Beth here just has a simple case of morning sickness. She'll be fine soon enough. Now, you, Beth, you just eat healthy, and that baby's gonna be fine." Beth smiled. "Thanks, Doc." Doc smiled. "Now, Bo... I've got some jobs at the house I could use your help on... You think you could get away from the farm long enough to do them for me?" Bo grinned. "Should be able to... What kind of work are you talkin' about?" Doc smiled. "I'm not much with workin' fences, but my wife wants to keep cows around the house. She takes care of them and such, but she can't rightly fix a fence. She loves fresh milk and all... But one of the fence lines is down, and I need somebody to fix it... we blocked it off, but the cows are liable to get out at any time..." Bo smiled. "I'll be over first thing in the morning." Bo paid Doc for the checkup and he and Beth went outside. It was a warm day for fall, and Beth breathed the fresh air. Bo put his arm around her. "How are you feelin', now?" "Tired. But better than I did this morning. I just keep getting sick." "I'm sorry, babydoll," he whispered, holding her close. "Don't be sorry... Just be here for me..." He smiled, "Love you." "Love you, too." She looked at him lovingly. "It's gonna be OK, honey." "I know," he said. They sat down together on a bench to wait for Luke, who was in Rhuebottom's picking up some things. Before long, he pulled the truck around to pick them up. They hadn't driven the General at Jesse's insistance that a pregnant lady didn't need to be climbing in and out of windows. Beth and Bo climbed in without noticing several cans of paint in the truck bed. When they go home, Bo and Beth went inside, but Luke went to the barn with the cans of paint. He set to work there on his and Jesse's gift for the baby. It was the crib Bo had slept in as a baby, which had been saved by Jesse, sanded and soon to be repainted by Luke. He smiled as he painted, and knowing how much Bo and Beth would appreciate it made him feel good. Luke worked hard on it, but kept it hidden in the barn... which meant that keeping Bo and Beth out was imperative... This might take some doing. ~**~**~**~**~ The next day at the Duke farm... Cue Dixie

I actually dreamed my cousin had a General Lee and a '70 Challenger, and he let me drive it... ~Beth

You have to like, upload them to photobucket.com or something... Then post the url between these So Sean and Johnny had to much fun with the Dixie horn?

Good point.

Poor Darrell with no General Lee.... I'm getting mine tonight... in my sweet dreams. lol

They may find someone good at it, but never will they find someone who does Waylon's job justice...

John, if he wanted to, would be good... So would Trace...

"Honey," he protested. "I didn't drive that car... Luke did." "I don't care who drove the car. Any of you could have gone to jail... You were all drinking... Even the boys... which... If you weren't going anywhere, I wouldn't mind AS much, but... Bo..." At that point, Beth lost it and burst into tears. "Da-- hormones," she thought. Bo opened his arms, and Beth couldn't say no, she just stepped closer to him and let him hold her. Bo just stood there helplessly, stroking Beth's waist-length brown hair. "It's OK, honey." She was still crying. "No... I need to..." she sniffled. "control my tem... temper. I'm... I'm not... your Mama..." Bo smiled. "Good thing. I like you better as my wife." Beth sniffed again. Bo was so sweet to her, that it made her feel bad, but still, they shouldn't have been messing with something like racing when Luke was getting married in 2 days. She hated her hormones... why couldn't a pregnant woman think clearly? Bo pulled her close. "I love you, sweetheart. Now dry up them tears, because this is supposed to be a fun night for all of us." Beth smiled through her tears. "OK. I love you, honey." "I love you, too." Beth directed the girls back to Bo, Jr.'s car. "Son?" she said, tapping Bo, Jr. on the shoulder. "Yeah?" "If y'all are comin' on, I'll leave Stormy and take the Camaro. That OK?" "Yeah. Sounds good. Uncle Coy's got the keys, though." Beth shook her head. "All these crazy Duke boys drivin' my car all over creation." Bo, Jr. grinned. "It's OK, Mama, she's still in one perty piece." Beth smiled. "Love ya, son." "Love you, too," he replied. Beth expertly swung a leg over into the window, followed by the other leg, then slid in behind the steering wheel. She led the parade of Dukes back to the garage, being followed by the guys, who knew they were in trouble if they didn't follow suit. Beth gave Bo, Jr. his keys and took her beloved Camaro back to the relative safety of the Duke farm. Bo, Luke, and the rest were all relieved that the police hadn't come in on their fun, but Bo for one, knew he'd be living hard for a few days, once Beth returned to her senses. ~~Cue Dixie~~

lol. I guess they've never met, then... Bryson's never been to Ohio...

To Beth, it was still night. The sun hadn't come up yet, but at the Duke farm, that didn't mean much. The Dukes were always up before dawn, eating breakfast and getting dressed... there was so much work to be done. And especially for Luke, who was in big trouble. Plowing the back 40 was no easy task. Nor was it necessary in all honesty. But those rocks taught the boys many lessons. Many many lessons. As she washed her face, she found herself wondering about her baby... what it was going to be like... How she was going to feel when she saw it. She couldn't believe that she and Bo were having a baby. She waited a little bit, and then she was hungry. By the time she got to the table, the rest were finishing off cups of coffee... all except Daisy, who had been serving the boys and Uncle Jesse almost constantly, and was finally getting to settle down to her own breakfast. As the boys left the table, Bo walked over to Beth. "Are you OK, honey?" She nodded. "I'm fine. I reckon you better get to work, though." Bo grinned. "Yeah." He leaned over and kissed her cheek before walking out the door. Beth sat down, and looked at the food. She shook her head. She knew she'd never be able to hold the big country breakfast down. So Daisy grabbed her the box of Saltines and poured her a glass of Cola. Beth ate slowly, and the crackers stayed down, thankfully. "Thanks, hon," Beth said, smiling at Daisy. "You're a godsend." Daisy smiled. "I wouldn't go that far." "You are, honey. You're sent straight from God to make my life easier... I don't know what I'd do without you and Bo and the rest of the family." Daisy shook her head. "I don't know what I'd do without them, either. When our parents died, Uncle Jesse took us in without a question. He wouldn't let us be raised outside the Duke family. I love Uncle Jesse. He's like a father to us all." They were silent for a few minutes, when Beth said.... Cue Dixie

Congrats on your five years of being sober. I hope you'll remain that way. God bless people like Ben Jones!

Lol. Sounds like TJ and Bryson would be best buds.

Luke looked at Dixie in shock. "I... uh..." "Luke, are you crazy? Our wedding is in less than two days, and you're trying to get your a-- put in jail." Luke didn't say anything. He couldn't come up with anything to say. Not in the face of the kind of anger Dixie was showing at this particular moment. BJ and Enos were standing side by side, Daisy staring them both down. "Now, you two, especially you, Enos, ought to know better than that. Luke's wedding is Saturday, and you're helping him get himself in one bad situation. What if he'd been caught, and had to go to jail. Oh, boys, how could you?" BJ looked at Daisy for a long moment. "You know what... You're right. I'm sorry." "Me, too, Daisy," Enos added. Daisy shook her head. Beth was standing with her son and her husband. "What is wrong with you people?" she asked, driving her finger into Bo's chest. Bo grabbed her hand, trying to stop her, and hopefully butter her up at the same time. He gently stroked her hand with his thumb, and said, "Nothin'. We were just relivin' old times." She snatched her hand away. "Don't you turn your Duke charm on me, Beauregard Jackson Duke. I'll have none of it." Bo shook his head. "OK. Whatever you say." He stood there silently as Beth said, "Bo, are you crazy? Reliving old times should not include drag racing 2 days before your cousin's wedding. What if he'd gone to jail?" "He didn't, did he?" "Bo, don't even pull that crap with me. It doesn't matter whether you got caught or not." "But..." "No buts. Just get back to the garage before I kill you. All of you." Bo, Jr. grinned at his mother, but immediately took on a solemn look when her look told him he was asking for it. Debbie, meanwhile, was still sitting in Stormy, wondering what she should do. That was when she noticed a laughing Jeb Stuart Duke.... Cue Dixie

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