This is my first Dukes of Hazzard fan fic so please be nice to me. I know some of the characters may be a little bit out of character but I'm working on them – honest injun!

Oh and I own nothing.


It all started on a crisp clear mornin' a week before Christmas. Luke Duke's out shoppin' for Christmas presents. He don't look none too happy does he? And he's on his own, which is strange since most folks in Hazzard reckon him and his cousin are joined at the hip.

Luke Duke sighed as he dropped the two small bags into the trunk of General Lee. All around him people were bustling and across the square the children's choir were singing 'We Wish You A Merry Christmas'. Luke let the trunk slam shut as he scowled to himself. Merry Christmas. Well it was nearly Christmas but Luke didn't feel very merry. At home Daisy had been trying hard to make everything seen normal but it wasn't and Luke just couldn't get up any enthusiasm for what was usually his favourite holiday.

"C'mon Luke. Come an' see what Santa's left for us."

Ten year old Luke smiled indulgently at his little blonde cousin. It had been a tough year for all the Dukes what with Aunt Lavinia's death but nothing could dampen the small child's excitement for Christmas.

"Hold on a second Bo. Let me get some clothes on."

Luke shook his head, trying to shake away the memory that had suddenly assaulted him.

Further down the street a small child was running, tugging at the hand of an older sibling, hat off and blonde curls bobbing. Luke sighed again, remembering a time when his two younger cousins had run along the same street tugging at his hands.

"Well hello Luke."

Luke turned, plastering a smile that he didn't really feel on his face.

"Hey Miz Tisdale."

The tiny postmistress looked up at the dark haired young man in front of her and smiled fondly.

"Now how's that handsome uncle of yours?"

"Uncle Jesse's …," Luke paused, trying to think of an appropriate word, "he's ok I guess."

"You know I still can't believe that I let that one get away," Miz Tisdale smiled. "And how's your pretty cousin Daisy?"

"Daisy's fine."

"I haven't seen much of any of you for a while, but I guess you'll have been busy on that farm of yours. Especially with your cousin going away so sudden like he did. Have you heard from him?"

Although the question was kind enough Luke found himself resenting it.

"No," he answered shortly.

"Well don't you worry," Miz Tisdale responded. "I'm sure he'll be home soon. Christmas is a time for miracles you know."

Now what in the heck do y'all think all that was about?