I want to dedicate this story to Arikae because she's an awesome writer who has entertained me with all her awesome stories that make me laugh and people around me stare at me like I'm food.
Me-," Haha way to go Rosco !"
Momma – Looks at me weird," Are you ok?"
Me- Uh…. Totally!
Momma- Right….
Any way me and my random Omakes. Also because if she hadn't had written it in her authors note to her one –shot that John Schneider had asthma, I never would have written this fic so thank you Arikae.
Plain Italic is thoughts of the last person you read talking.
" Quoted Italics are CB talk."
Am I the only one who finds this title thing cool? Sorry I'm a hick, this is fascinating.
Asthma Attack
Ch.1 Cigar Smoke
Bo drove down the road, whistling away when he heard the noise he hears every day, Rosco's siren…
" Dang it Rosco. You just got too much time on your hands." Bo sighed," Well lets make the most of it. Bye bye Rosco!" Bo grinned changing gears and speeding away.
" Hot pursuit kiew, kiew, I love it I love it." Rosco laughed patting his hand on Flashes head.
Bo continued driving when he heard a loud pop and swerved to the right. He shook his head to clear the cob webs that had formed in the cloud of dirt that now filled the General. Rosco pulled up in front of the General sideways in case this was a trick, then practically jumped out of his car," I gotcha this time Bo Duke ohhh happy day, happy day." Rosco chirped.
"Rosco ." Bo said climbing out of the Generals window," What the heck are you shootin at me for?"
" Now, now. Bo you know I wasn't shootin at you. That was your tire." Rosco pointed to the Generals left rear tire." But now that you mention it, Freeze!" Rosco chirped pulling out his gun.
"Rosco." Bo sighed raising his hands in the air and leaning back against the General," Is that really necessary?" he asked.
"Well of course it is." Rosco replied fumbling around with his pen and ticket book. Bo waited patiently as Rosco continued to mess around.
In the process of holding a gun, pen, and ticket book Rosco dropped his gun," Oh uh, Bo do me a favor and get that for me would ya?" Rosco muttered scribbling away.
Bo picked the gun up off the ground and held it out to Rosco, totally forgetting his probation, "Lets see now, we got speeding, resisting arrest, and disturbing the peace." Rosco chirped.
" Rosco, you know thems a bunch of lies." Bo said not realizing he was waving the gun around.
" You're a naughty, naughty Duke." Rosco grinned tearing out the ticket and handing it to Bo," Ohh Gijit. You done it now!" Rosco said grabbing Bo's arm causing him to drop the gun, and put hand cuffs on him.
It took Bo a few seconds to register why he was being arrested. This was why you didn't want to be a sleepy Duke, in Hazzard county.
" Wait uh… Rosco can we talk about this. I mean you asked me to pick it up for you after all." Bo laughed nervously.
" No can do Bo. I caught cha red handed this time." Rosco sternly replied driving towards the Police station. This was going to be bad day…
" Uh Boss, I got Bo Duke in custody." Rosco said into the CB.
" Oh that's great Rosco, bring him to the police station and lock him up on the top floor where you can keep a close eye on him." Boss Hogg replied.
" Cuff em' and stuff em'. Kiew,kiew." Rosco chirped putting the CB down.
( At the police station)
Rosco walked Bo into the police station by his hand cuffs and put him into the cell behind the desk he works at, then walked over to Boss Hogg's closed office door," Boss I'm here with Bo." Rosco tapped the door with his knuckles.
" Oh that's great!" Boss chirped flinging his office door open. Not seeing Bo made him worry," I thought you had Bo, where is he?"
" He's uh over there in the cell." Rosco pointed behind him.
Boss walked up the three stairs that separated the entrance from the police business," Hi Bo." Boss greeted him sweetly.
"Hi Boss." Bo sulked.
Boss pulled a chair up beside Bo's cell," Scoot on over here and talk to me a minute." Boss gestured to the jail bed closest to him between the bars.
Bo did as he was told and moved to the closest seat near Boss.
" Boss do you have any idea why young Bo is in here?" Rosco asked Boss grinning.
" No, why is young Bo in here?" Boss said sticking his head out twice to detail his words.
" Because he broke his probation by picking up my gun." Rosco laughed.
" Now Bo, you knew that was against your probation." Boss said sweetly acting disappointed.
Bo watched as Boss lit a cigar," But Boss he asked me to pick it up-" Bo was interrupted.
Boss blew all the smoke from his cigar into Bo's face," Now Bo don't make excuses. It's just prison."
Bo coughed," Yea," he coughed again," Easy for you to ( cough) say." Bo struggled not to cough any more but continued coughing.
" Whats the matter Bo?" Boss asked still playing the sweet act.
" I think," Bo coughed," It's my asthma." Bo coughed.
" Oh what a bunch of lies." Rosco commented.
" Yea your not fooling me. Bye bye Bo" Boss waved walking back into his office.
" Alright Bo." Rosco loudly stated," Just for tryin to weasel your way out I'm not giving you your phone call and I'm not callin your Uncle Jesse until its closing time. Gjit!" he laughed skipping away," It's lunch time!' He said skipping out the door.
" Rosco wait!" Bo gasped grabbing onto the cells metal bars and looking at the already closing door.
Bo held onto the bars tighter as his legs began to feel like jello and he began to feel dizzy. He let go of the bars praying he landed on the jail bed, which he did.
Normally the force from flopping on a bed on his back wouldn't hurt him but he really felt it that time. His lungs burned and he couldn't pull in any air. He saw the blackness tugging at the edges of his vision until it finally consumed him.
Rosco walked into the jail carrying a plate of food for his prisoner," Bo I've decided to bring you some lunch since I'm a good person and all." Rosco chirped walking through the big double doors the Duke boys had escaped from, snuck in through, and barged in so many times.
Rosco walked up the three stairs and glanced into the cell, where he found Bo lying on his back asleep," Bo uh, wake up Bo. I brought ya some food." Rosco called into the cell. Bo didn't move. " Bo?" Rosco laid the plate of food on his desk and peered inside. For a minute he thought Bo wasn't breathing at all but a dry sounding cough made him relax a minute but when he concentrated more on the uneven rising and falling of Bo's chest Rosco knew something was wrong.
Rosco unlocked Bo's cell and walked inside. He now heard the soft gasping and failure of air reaching Bo's lungs and put two fingers against his neck. Bo's heart beat was rapid, then barely beating, then rapid again. Bo wasn't faking earlier, something was wrong. What did Bo say? He said he had something…. Asthma, Bo said he had asthma!
" Boss!" Rosco yelled.
" Did the Duke escape?" Boss yelled bursting out of his office.
" Boss he's not breathing right c- call an ambulance." Rosco was close to tears.
" He's just faking." Boss sneered.
" Boss n-no he's not call the ambulance." Rosco felt his eyes watering.
Boss Hogg walked into the cell. His sheriff was holding a Dukes head in his lap. A Duke! " BOSS!" Rosco yelled.
Boss looked at Bo's face for the first time since he had blown smoke in his face and noticed the pale color Bo's face had turned.
Boss was shaken from his thoughts by the raspy gasping sound coming from the Duke," Boss please…. Just call the ambulance." Rosco cried.
" Right!" Boss backed out of the cell and towards the CB," Tri- County Medical we need an ambulance at Hazzard county jail."
" This is Tri- County Medical responding to your distress call, whats wrong?"
Boss looked at Rosco then back to the CB," Uh..I think he's got an asthma attack."
" What is the patients name?"
" B-Bo Duke. Please hurry he isn't looking good." Boss replied noticing how much more harder it was getting for Bo to breath.
" Don't worry an ambulance should be arriving shortly."
Boss threw the CB down and came back to the tiny cell where the Dukes breathing was shortening any minute.
" Bo." Rosco said as strong as he could but his emotions were still getting in the way of his speech," Bo you listen here. You wake up. You look at me Bo Duke." Rosco said.
Bo could feel his head swimming and the fire in his lungs but there was something else, someone was talking but, who is it? Bo opened his eyes to find Rosco and Boss standing worriedly over him. He could tell they were upset because of Rosco's watery eyes and tone of voice and Bosses looked he only gets when he's forgotten about money.
" G-good job Bo. Now uh… your gonna be ok cause there's help on the way." Rosco said feeling relief washing over him.
" Uncle-" Bo started before being thrown into another coughing fit.
Rosco looked at Boss," We haven't told the Dukes yet!"
Boss looked outside," We don't have time for that now. Pick em up and lets meet the ambulance, its here."
" Boss I don't know if I can carry him." Rosco replied.
" All those years of carrying that mutt of yours around must have done something for you. Now lets go!" Boss said almost running to the door.
Bo looked at Rosco, who looked upside down to him, who in return picked up Bo and squeezed out of the tiny cell and followed Boss Hogg out the front door.
( Outside the Police Station )
Luke, Daisy and Uncle Jesse pulled up in time to see their youngest cousin, nephew , and friend being carried out by Rosco and laid on a portable hospital bed the medic's had just pulled out of the ambulance.
Luke jumped out of his place in Dixie as her driver and ran up the street to his cousin while Daisy helped their uncle out of his back seat residence.
Luke watched as Rosco laid Bo down on the white hospital bed. Bo was desperately gasping for air when they put the all too familiar white mask on his face and laid the small green air tank beside him.
Rosco took his hat off and fumbled with it guilty like while holding back his tears.
Luke ran up to Rosco," What happened."
Boss and Rosco looked at each other.
" Tell me!" Luke roared.
" Well ya see I uh. Brought Bo in for breaking his probation and Boss blew his cigar smoke in his face and Bo said he couldn't breathe then he started coughing so I went out on my lunch break and brought him some food but he breathe Luke, i-is he gonna be ok?" Rosco asked fighting back his tears.
Luke was about to reply when Uncle Jesse ran up behind them with Daisy clinging to his arm," Of course he's gonna be ok. Now why didn't he call us or somebody tell us he was in jail."
" Well because I thought Bo was faking and just trying to bust out I told him I wouldn't contact y'all until about closing time." Rosco said guiltily.
" You did what?" all three Dukes gasped at the same time.
" If anything happens to Bo you're gonna wish it was both of us in that hospital bed." Luke threatened.
" Now Luke you know that ain't how us Dukes work." Uncle Jesse reminded him.
Luke backed off," I know Uncle Jesse, I know."
Uh Oh…. Well leave a review and I'm gonna get the second chapter up soon. The next chapter will be from Jesse, Daisy, and Luke's point of view so this last part will be repeated in the next chapter too so that's why. The third chapter will tell about Bo some more.
P.S I don't know much about asthma so if this seems alittle harsh for just asthma that's why. But I'll research into it further so when the doc gives his tests and stuff I'll know what to write. Talk to ya later!
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