When Trouble Comes to Hazzard…Again

Summary: Sequel to "When Trouble Comes to Hazzard". Floyd Cummings comes back for revenge, and kidnaps one of the Duke boys! Kidnapping, torture, and someone dies!

Chapter 1: Reunion

It was a beautiful day in Hazzard County; a perfect day to have a Hazzard Reunion. See, ten years ago, some people of Hazzard left to start a new life. Bo and Luke got off their probation, and now, Bo's in the NASCAR Pro-Circuit, and Luke's part of the smoke jumping team with the U.S Forestry Service; Daisy went to Duke University to get her PhD in ecology; Cooter got all cleaned up, and became a senator in D.C; Enos went back to LA, and joined the LAPD; Boss died not very long ago (God rest his soul), and gave everything he had to Rosco, which makes Rosco the new County Commissioner of Hazzard, but he's also still Sheriff; Cletus became the new deputy since Enos left, and he's also the dog handler, taking care of Rosco's new dog, Flash II; and finally Jesse…he stayed on the farm, taking care of it when his "kids" left, and he was really excited to see everyone after ten long years.

It was the start of the beautiful afternoon when Cooter was the first to show up on the farm. He got out of his truck when Jesse came outside. "Cooter! Ain't you a sight for sore eyes!" Jesse said, laughing and smiling.

"Hey, Uncle Jesse!" Cooter said, smiling and hugging Jesse. "Is anyone else here?" he asked when they parted.

"Nope, you're the first one. Right on time too! I was just making my famous graded bisque!" answered Jesse. They were going to go inside when they heard a motorcycle coming towards them. The motorcycle stopped, and a young woman took off her helmet. "Hey there, Daisy girl!" greeted her uncle.

"Hi, Uncle Jesse! Hey Cooter!" Daisy said, getting off her motorcycle, and giving the two men a hug. "Look at you Cooter, all dressed up, and elected to Congress!" she said to her friend. They were going to converse more when a fire truck pulled up. A young man climbed down from the truck, waved goodbye to his friends, and ran towards his family. "Luke!" Daisy yelled as he ran towards her, and hugged her.

"Hey guys!" Luke greeted, hugging his uncle and Cooter. After a while, Jesse went back inside to finish cooking the meal, and the rest stayed outside, waiting for Bo to arrive. But they have no idea that the next time they see him, it'll be a crappy reunion.

DOHDOHDOHDOHDOH

Bo Duke was on his way to Hazzard when he got a flat tire. "Dang it!" he yelled, frustrated as he pulled over. He slid out of the window, and went to check on the tire. "Just my luck!" he said. "Right when I enter Hazzard, I get a flat tire!" He got up, and went to the trunk to get the supplies he needed to change the tire. But before he could even put his hand in the trunk, someone came up from behind, slid their arm around Bo's neck, and firmly placed their other hand over Bo's mouth. Bo struggled to get free, but the man was two strong…and the more he struggled, the tighter the hold around his neck got.

The man behind Bo started to laugh; a laugh so evil, it could put Jack the Ripper to shame. "I got stronger since the last time you saw me, when you and your cousin had me arrested!" the man yelled, tightening his hold around Bo's neck. Bo stopped struggling when he recognized the voice. "That's right," he said, in a sing-song voice, "it's me, Floyd Cummings," he continued, slowly. He leaned in closer, and whispered in Bo's ear. "I haven't forgotten about what you two did to me and Ben. You think you went through hell before? Well, you've never been to jail. Now that's hell." He stopped speaking for a few minutes, and smiled. "Well, now I have ten years of hell and torture I can put you through…and it's all thanks to you and your cousin!" Bo's eyes widened in fear when he told him that, and he kept on struggling to get free. Floyd, however, kept on smiling, and tightening his hold until Bo fell limp. After he was sure that Bo was unconscious, and still alive, he dragged him behind some bushes where his car was. Then, opening the trunk, he carelessly dumped Bo's limp form into the trunk, and slammed the lid. He wiped his hands on his jeans, looked around, quickly got in his car, and sped away.