The Dukes of Hazzard
Title: Past Regrets
Author: Numb3rsfan
Betaed: No
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Author's Notes: The charactor of Tyler Roy Gordon/Duke, and the adventures contained in this trilogy were originaly thought up by Numb3rsfan and Bo Schneider.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes. Never have and never will.
Summary: From poison to floods, from Bo being paralyzed to Tyler getting arrested for possession of illegal moonshine. Tyler and Bo can never stay out of trouble for long! This is the 2 part in the Like Father, Like Son Trilogy.
Last Time...
Flashbacks from Like Father,Like Son Chapter 10
"I hate interference," Kyle said as he glared at Bo and Luke, "and I hate country hicks like you who think they have the right to brainwash my son!"
"If we're talkin' about brainwashin', what do you think yer doin' to him?!" Bo said, raising his voice slightly as he took a step towards Kyle.
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Finally after several seconds, Bo picked himself up and moved away from the now dead form of Kyle Gordon. Bo backed up against the wall, now in shock at having killed a man, even if it was in self defense.
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Luke licked his lips, before he cleared his throat and said, "Bo, I hate ta bring this up so soon after...well...after what happened, but, ya do realize that after Ty gets better that he's gonna be goin to an orphanage, or into foster care."
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Wiping his tears away, Bo looked at Neal and said, "Mr. Young, I want to adopt Tyler."
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"Ty, you already have a home...with me, my cousin's an my uncle." Bo said calmly.
"You...you mean.." Tyler said, not believing Bo, until the young Duke boy smiled and nodded his head.
"I jus couldn't let you go Ty, so I did the only thing a good friend would do...I adopted you." Bo said.
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And now, the beginning of Past Regrets...
Chapter One
Two weeks had passed since the night when Bo Duke broke the news to Tyler. Two weeks had passed since Kyle's death, and never once did Tyler ever feel any sorrow over that.
After spending a grand total of six days in the hospital, he had finally been allowed to go home, but what Tyler didn't know was that Bo had had a very lengthy conversation with the doctors, discussing Tyler's cancer and whether it could be removed or not.
The doctors had tried to disuade Bo, telling him that it was very dangerous, almost next to impossible to even attempt to do any type of surgery to remove Tyler's brain tumer that he had as a result from his cancer, but Bo would not be disuaded, so now after two weeks of continuous conversations and scans, Bo was now finalizing Tyler's surgery.
From the minute Tyler had gotten home, Bo had watched him like a hawk, to try and judge for himself, just how far the cancer had spread. For the first few days Tyler had been fine because he had mostly stayed in bed, but the very next day after he had been allowed out of bed, Tyler had begun to laze around, complaining, and acting like he was tired. After 48 hours of this, Bo had desided to step up his conversations with the doctors, before it was to late.
Bo sighed and hung up the phone that was in the farmhouse kitchen. Tyler was outside, sitting on the porch, watching Luke work on the General. Daisy was at work at the wildly popular Boars Nest, and Uncle Jesse was in the living room, flipping through the morning paper. Rubbing his neck, Bo walked in to the living room and sat down on the couch that set not four feet from Uncle Jesse's chair.
"What'd the doctors say?" Jesse asked as he looked at his youngest nephew kindly. "Tyler's surgery is scheduled fer Tuesday." Bo said as he glanced outside to make sure Tyler was alright.
"Tuesday? That's two days away!" Jesse said, not believing that something so important as this surgery could only be two days away.
Bo nodded his head and rubbed the back of his neck to ease the slight knot that had formed there.
"Dr. Kim said the sooner the better. Ty's had that tumer fer the past six months, an it's jus' recently started ta get bigger. Dr. Kim said it's the size of an orange right now." Bo said.
"An orange? Oh my gosh!" Jesse said, slightly disbelieving. He had never heard of any tumer getting that big before. With worry shining in his aged eyes, Jesse glanced outside to see the twelve year old boy climb in to the General, and rev it's engine for Luke.
"I'm gonna take em' back to the hospital tomorrow. Doc's said that they need ta put a shunt in ta his brain the day 'fore the operation, ta releave the pressure around the tumer." Bo said, reciting word-for-word what Dr. Kim had told him over the phone.
Jesse nodded his head and watched as Bo got up and went outside.
Bo walked over to the General slowly. He watched as Tyler revved the General's engine, while Luke tried to find the reason why the engine seemed to be a little off.
"Again, Ty." Luke said. Seconds later, the General's powerful engine was revved again.
Bo watched as Tyler smiled, and wondered what Tyler's face would be like in two days. Would it be happy and carefree? Would it be lax from being in a coma, or would it be grey and pasty because of Tyler's death? Bo didn't want to think about the last part, he couldn't think of the fact that Tyler could, and very well might die in the operation.
"Hey Bo!"
Bo looked up and smiled at Luke as he walked the rest of the way over to his cousin, and his son.
"How's the General holdin' up?" Bo asked, leaning over and looking at the inner workings of the beloved car.
"Jus...about...got it!" Luke said, tighting a bolt before he and his cousin straightened. Luke reached up and slammed the hood of the General back down before he put the tools away and wiped his hands on the grease rag.
"Wanna take er' for a spin?" Tyler asked hopefully as he looked out of the driver's side window. Luke looked at Bo for a second, before he walked over to the General.
Tyler saw the slight frown on Luke's face, and the hopeful spark in Ty's eyes faded, until Luke said, "Scoot over Ty, I'm drivin'."
Immediately Tyler moved to the back seat as Luke climbed in to the General. Once comfortably seated in the car, Luke looked out the window and waved to Bo, who was still standing where Luke had left him.
"Come on Bo, get a move on!" Luke said, waving him over. Sighing, Bo walked over to the General and climbed in to the passenger side of the car.
Luke could tell that something weighed heavily on his cousin's mind, but he didn't press Bo to tell him anything, because he knew the kind of temper Bo had when he was pressed in to a corner.
Many times that Luke had gotten his head and hand bit off from Bo's temper, flashed through Luke's mind in a split second.
"Well Luke, ain't we goin'?" Bo asked when Luke didn't move for several seconds. Luke snapped out of his reverie and looked over at Bo for a second, before he faced front.
Luke stomped hard on the accelerator, and the General's tires started to spin really fast. Smoke came from the friction of the spinning tires, before the General shot off, down the road.
Trees whizzed by the General, looking like nothing more than mere shadows. Leaves were stirred up in the General's wake as they tore along the ever loved back roads of Hazzard County.
Several minutes after leaving the farm, the Dukes roared through speed trap number 2, where Rosco was sitting in his patrol car, munching on a stale PB & J, and some hot coffee, while Flash was snoozing in the backseat. The second the General whizzed by, Rosco dropped his coffee in to his lap, burning himself.
"YEAOWWWW! Oh, them Duke boys!" Rosco said in pain as he shook his PB & J covered fist at them.
Starting up his car, Rosco roared off in hot pursuit of the General.
Glancing in the side mirror of the General, Luke saw Sheriff Coltrane's car approaching.
"Jus' guess who we picked up, cousin. The one an only sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane." Luke said as he physically glanced back.
"Well you jus gonna sit there, or are ya gonna lose em'?" Bo asked jokingly, while Luke shot him a look.
Luke floored the General and took him out of second gear. The General shot forward, topping 160 as they hit a hill. In seconds the General was airborn, flying over a few trees, and a lean-to tent that was set up. The General landed safely a few feet away. Stopping the General, Luke, Bo and Tyler looked back at watched as Rosco's patrol car also flew through the air, but poor Rosco didn't have his pilot's lisence, so when his car came down, his foot was still on the accelerator. The patrol car shot forward, just missing the lean-to, but smashing right in to the outhouse which sat a few feet away from the lean-to.
Pieces of broken boards and a few other unmentionables coated the police car, Sheriff Coltrane, and Flash.
"Oh, oh, that was a horrendous crash." Rosco muttered as he took a big wiff of air and nearly gagged.
Flash, however and clammored out of the car and was on the ground sneezing as she dashed around, looking for some water or anything to get the smell out of her fur.
Back in the General, Bo, Luke and Tyler were laughing so hard they were crying.
"Well, when ya gotta go, ya gotta go." Luke said as he wiped the tears out of his eyes and proceeded on down the road.
He drove on for several minutes before he took a few lost, or forgotten roads to a small lake.
Parking the car, Luke got out and went over to the shore, while Bo turned to Tyler, who was curled up in the backseat, asleep.
Reaching over, Bo shook Tyler's shoulder gently as he said, "Ty, wake up, I need to talk to ya."
Slowly Tyler opened his eyes and sat up. He covered his mouth as he yawned, before looking at Bo.
"What is it, dad? What's wrong?" Tyler asked when he saw Bo's face.
"I talked with your doctors." Bo began.
"Yeah? What'd them jerks gotta say?" Tyler asked.
Bo gave Tyler a look at using the word 'jerk', but he, almost immediately softened his face.
"Since yer brain tumer is gettin' worse, I got them doc's to schedule an operation to try an remove it." Bo said.
"I thought they couldn't." Tyler replied, slightly confused.
"Well, they said it's almost impossible to get to, but, I got em' to go ahead an try." Bo said.
"Oh." Tyler said, looking down at the floor for a second as he thought about the upcoming operation.
"It's very dangerous. You could die." Bo said sadly as he tried to keep his tears at bay, while he looked at his son.
"Don't worry dad, I won't die." Tyler said with a slight smile as he patted Bo's shoulder for a second.
Bo sighed, knowing that Tyler was just as scared as he was. But, Bo had to give Tyler credit, because he was great at hiding his fear.
"When's the operation?" Tyler asked.
"Two days. I'm takin' ya in tomorrow so them docs can put a shunt int'a yer brain to releave the pressure." Bo said.
"I know what a shunt is. I've had it before." Tyler said, not wanting Bo to go any further with his explanation.
With a somewhat depressed sigh, Tyler sat back in the backseat and looked down at the floor.
Bo, feeling sorry for his son, suddenly had a brilliant beyond brillant idea.
"Hey Ty, how about after yer surgery, I get you somethin' special. Would ya like that?" Bo asked.
"Somethin' special? Like what?" Tyler asked, curious to know what Bo was talking about.
"How 'bout a puppy?" Bo asked.
Tyler blinked several times at Bo's offer to buy him a puppy. He had never had a dog before, even though he had bugged Kyle for one, but after a fairly strong beating for nagging, Tyler had given up. Now to be offered another chance at having or owning a puppy, it was like a dream come true!
"Y..you mean it?" Tyler asked.
"Sure do! After the doc's release ya, I'll take ya straight to the Atlanta pound." Bo said with a smile.
"Don't Hazzard have a pound?"
"Yeah, but, it shut down two years ago." Bo replied.
Smiling, Tyler leaned forward and hugged Bo tightly as he said, "Thanks dad. I've always wanted a dog."
"Every kid should have a dog." Bo replied as he returned Ty's hug.
Bo watched as Tyler suppressed another yawn, and blinked tiredly.
He looked outside and saw that the sun was setting, so he said, "Best get you home an into bed. We got a long week ahead."
Next, Bo reached over and honked the General's horn. The clear notes of Dixie filled the air, and not two seconds later, Luke slipped in to the car and turned to face his cousin.
"You two ready to hit the road?" He asked.
"Yep, let's go home." Bo said, with a nod of his head. He glanced back in the backseat, but saw that Tyler had already fallen asleep.
Facing front, Bo sighed and began to get himself mentaly prepared for the coming operation and Ty's post-op care.