Author's Note: This is a story in the Little Bo universe that Vinsemouse created for Dukes of Hazzard, it's written in accordance with her story, but is my own creation even if some things might refer to the original as facts. Bo is as he appears in the show but is mentally only eight years old due to an accident. I wrote this story because how old you are does not in any way determine what you can do…
Warning: The warning is placed here for vinsmouse, who wanted a spew warning here, claiming it might be a bad idea to drink while reading the funnier parts. So please keep in mind that drinking any kind of beverage while reading this, might be hazzard'ous to the health of your screen.
Disclaimer: The Duke Boys are not mine, I don't own the Duke boys, nor the General Lee. I promise that once I'm through with them, there will be nothing broken that a trip to Cooter's garage can't fix….
In this story, certain credit will also go to Vinsmouse.
Heroes Come In Every Shape And Sizes.
Chapter 4 : The Truth
Well inside the hospital, when he sat with a dixie cup of water in his hand Bo had calmed down enough to tell his friend what had happened, including how he had driven the General there.
"Do ya know where they took Luke?" he finished the story.
"I can find out if ya come with me," Harley offered. "Come here Bo, lets go ask them." He helped the young boy up, and steered him to the information desk. Of course, since Luke had been in only a little while before, all they could be told was that he had been taken to one of the emergency rooms, and that it would be a while before they could know anything more.
"I'll tell ya what we ought to do," Harley told him. "Why don't we go see if we can call yer Uncle, he'll want to know as soon as possible."
"I want him to come here," Bo agreed. He was sure that his uncle could fix things, no matter what was wrong, Uncle Jesse could fix it and make it better. He didn't dare to take the phone and talk to him though, so Harley had to call.
Being still scared and upset Bo hung back, fidgeting and wishing he had his teddy bear or something. Harley recognized it and knew that the best he could do for the boy was too keep him busy until Jesse could arrive.
"Hey Bo, do ya wanna help me a bit while we wait?" he asked hopefully.
"Help with what?" Bo sniffed.
"I've got to take care of the ambulance ya know, wanna help me?" he offered, hoping he would take the bait.
"Kay," Bo agreed, following him to the ambulance he helped him check the oil and the air pressure in the tires. It was all things that Luke had taught him how to do, and had while it was comforting, it also made his throat feel tight.
"Yer doing fine there Bo, don't know how I would have gotten this done without your help," Harley praised him.
"Do ya think Luke's gonna be okay?" Bo asked him, pausing from wiping the windshield.
"I am sure he's gonna be just fine," Harley comforted him. "Luke's strong, an' ya got him here where he could get help. He'll be just fine."
"Do ya reckon Uncle Jesse will be here soon?" Bo asked after just a few more minutes.
"I bet he will, he's gonna hurry here, so he'll be here real soon," Harley assured him. He had taken the ambulance outside where they would be able to see anyone coming, and the moment that Bo saw his uncle's white pickup he took off running towards him.
"Uncle Jesse!" Bo threw himself at his uncle so that Jesse was forced to take a step back.
"Hey there Bo, can ya tell me what's happened?" Jesse asked softly. Well aware that the boy was very upset and not wanting to scare him more. Slowly he was able to draw the entire story out of him, both how they had been out climbing, how Luke had fallen and finally what Bo had done.
"Are they gonna put me in jail now?" Bo asked fearfully.
"No, of course not," Jesse assured him. "Bo, ya did a real good thing there, I'm really proud of ya, an' Luke is gonna be to. Ya don't have to worry about things like that."
"Promise?" Bo asked, pressing against him and fiddling with the strap of his uncle's overalls.
"I promise ya sprout," Jesse assured him, raising his chin with a finger. "Ya did the right thing, an' I don't want ya to worry. I understand it had to be awful for ya alone like that."
"I broke the CB," Bo sniffed.
"Aw, that's just the kinda thing that happens at times," Jesse assured him. "Ya didn't really break it Bo, it just broke, an' it wasn't really something ya did." As upset as the boy was he wanted to assure him in any way he could.
"Can we go see Luke now?" Bo asked, giving him his puppy eyes.
"We have to go ask the doc about that," Jesse pointed out, looking at Harley.
"I'll go ask," Harley assured him, coming back a few minutes later. "They're not done yet, have to give it a little while longer Jesse," he reported.
"Okay sprout, how about we go get ya a bit to eat?" Jesse asked Bo, mostly looking for a way to distract him.
"I ain't hungry Uncle Jesse, I wanna go see Luke," Bo started fiddling with the chain to his uncle's pocket watch instead.
"I know that, but when we can see him, we're gonna be here for a while, an' then it won't do for ya to git hungry, come on now," he urged him along.
TBC
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