Talkin to you

A/N Just a short story, ta get all the death fics outta my system… There's something about those fics that attracts me, and once in a while I just hafta write one myself.
Now don't get me wrong, I'm most definitely a happy person. I love laughing, and you probably can't find a more cheerful person than me. But hey, we all got our fixes don't we? And especially after watching Season 6 of the Dukes, I've got story-ideas poppin in my head non-stop! This first chapter is a little intro, the other chapter(s) will show ya what's really goin on...

So let's git on to the story, an' I hope you'll like it. Please R&R. Enjoy!

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Folks, sorry if I ain't that cheerful taday, but it's a sad day in Hazzard… See that cemetery over there? That's Hogg's Heavenly Haven. All the good people o' Hazzard are buried here. Even the Dukes have a family plot there. An' taday there's a freshly dug grave in that plot. See how all them people are leavin for their cars? Even Boss Hogg is lookin mighty sad on this beautiful spring morning. Too bad y'all missed the service. It was really somethin, even ole Jesse managed ta say somethin bout his youngin. His other youngins didn't look so good though, death of someone so close 'll do that to ya.

Well, all the people's gone now, but there's someone still sittin there. Let's take a look at what he's sayin, now shall we?

"I'm real sorry… If I hadn't a chased ya… Maybe things 'd been different? Maybe I 'd a been on time ta do somethin. Ya know, me an' Roscoe… Well, we jus' love ta chase. It don't even matter who. Heck, we probably won't ever catch the General, if it'll be driven again that is. I don't think anyone wants ta drive in the General for a long time… But Cooter is keepin it in his garage, after he fixed it that is…" The speaker stopped for a while, recollecting his thoughts.

"Roscoe feels real bad too, ya know? He would probably never tell ya, but he does. He can act real mean and crooked, but I know he has a good heart. And he never wanted anyone ta git hurt. An' even though we didn't cause ya ta hit that tree, we do feel responsible. 'Specially me… Ya know, I was supposed ta do a speed trap on Old Ridge Road, right next to that tree… But after Jack Johnson's truck sped past, I had ta chase him. Cause ya know I hafta uphold the law, an' he was goin mighty hard."

Getting up from his knees, the man put a hand on the new stone which was placed on the grave.

"I jus' wanted ya ta know I'll take care of yur family. I'll help em git through it, even though I'm not sure if they can. But ya know me, I'll always try-,"

"Enos, ya dipstick," Roscoe P. Coltrane's voice carried across the empty graveyard, and he cringed at the loudness of it, "we's waitin for ya, cause yur car is still at Cooters remember?"

Wiping away a stray tear, Enos Strate stretched out, and put his hat on, giving a small salute to the stone which stood so proud on the fresh grass.

"Goodbye… An' I guess I'll visit sometimes…"

Turning around he hurried towards Roscoe and Boss who were waiting for their deputy.

And as the car roared away, the grave stood there in the warmth of the Georgia spring, alone.