Author's Note.
In my stories Luke is four months older than Bo. Bo had one more year of school left because of how his birthday fell. I have his birthday in mid-September, so he was an older senior. In the show when Luke got back from Vietnam Bo was just graduating from high school. They had owned a truck before they found the Charger in a junk yard. Jesse had mentioned in several episodes that the boys were very young when they came to live on the farm. He also mentioned that Daisy was "just 6 years old" when she went to live there. (Episode Farewell Hazzard). So that makes Daisy the oldest of the three. In my story, Luke went to Vietnam in October and was injured shortly before the war ended; April 30, 1975 the real war ended. He came home shortly after the war ended.
WARNING: This story is Slash, but it is clean. In many of my stories the two male cousins are in a relationship.
The journey home was uneventful, to which Luke was grateful. He heard stories of vets getting spit on, called baby killer, all sorts of nasty things. Some older folks shook his hand, thanked him for his service. While others turned away from him, but he didn't care. He was going home.
As he departed the bus he scanned the small crowd, then he saw them. His family and the one person who he loved the most with all his heart. They walked up to him and all gave him hugs. Bo was last.
"Glad you're home. I missed you."
"I missed you too, Bo."
"Well boy, let's take a look at ya." Jesse took Luke by the shoulders and took a good look at him. Luke really didn't change much in outward appearance, he still had that spark of life in his eyes. But Jesse couldn't help notice that Luke had been limping.
"You ok son?"
"Yeah, I took some shrapnal in my thigh on my last mission before we pulled out. I'll be fine." Luke lied.
"Glad you're home Lukas. Lookin' after him is like a full-time job." Joked Cooter.
"Thanks Cooter, for lookin' after him."
"No problem."
"Would you have been sent back if the war didn't end?" Daisy asked.
"Most likely. So, one more month of school Bo?"
"Three weeks." Bo took Luke's pack and told him, "come on cuz, Uncle Jesse is fixin' a big welcome home dinner."
"Sounds great." Luke smiled as Bo placed his arm around his shoulders as usual. They got to the parking lot and Bo, Luke and Jesse rode in the truck. While Cooter and Daisy rode in Cooter's. About a half hour later Luke fell asleep, but was startled awake when the truck hit a pot hole. Luke looked around with wide eyes, unsure for a moment where he was.
"You ok?" Bo asked him. Luke looked at Bo confused for a moment, then replied "yeah." They arrived home about an hour later. Luke got out of the truck and looked around and smiled. He took in a deep breath and replied, "God, it's great to be home."
"Well son." Jesse put his hand on Luke's shoulder and continued, "why don't ya get unpacked while I whip up some crawdad bisque?"
"Ok. You stayin' right?" Luke asked Cooter.
"Of course buddy-rue."
"I'll help ya, Luke." Bo told him as he started to walk to their room.
When Luke was unpacking his things, he turned and looked at Bo.
"Bo there's something important that you need to know. If you need to wake me for any reason, don't touch my shoulders. Just kick my feet, or shake them, ok?"
"Why?"
"Just promise me, alright?"
"Ok, I'll kick or shake your feet to wake ya." Luke smiled and continued to unpack his things. When he was done they went to the living room and Luke sat down on the couch. Bo helped Jesse with the late lunch. When lunch was done Bo went into the living room and saw that Luke had fallen asleep on the couch. He did what Luke told him to do if he needed to wake him. Bo kicked his foot several times.
"Hey Luke." Luke slowly opened his eyes and looked up at Bo.
"Lunch is done." Luke nodded and held his hand up. Bo pulled Luke to his feet then swung his arm around Luke's shoulder as they walked to the kitchen. As they ate, Bo couldn't help but notice that Luke kept looking towards the door.
"Uncle Jesse, this has got to be the best crawdad bisque you ever cooked up." Luke told him.
"Thanks Luke. I'm glad you like it." Jesse smiled proudly. He loved it when his kids enjoyed the meals he would make. Usually it was Daisy that cooked the meals.
They chatted through out the meal, and settled into their routines for the day. When it was time for bed, Luke looked around the room.
"Hey Bo, could we trade beds? I kind of want to sleep by the door." Bo looked at Luke and shrugged his shoulders.
"Sure, why not." Bo thought that was strange because Luke always slept by the window. It always got hot in their room in the summer, and Luke liked the night air blowing on him. They switched pillows and top blankets and got ready for bed.