My intentions were good. They really were…but between being sick and going back to work after a summer off and band practice and certain people who keep me so busy chatting with them that I have no time to write….hehe yeah you know who you are…well… it's easy to get distracted. At any rate, here you go…this chappie is dedicated to my fellow musicians out there and to anyone who knows the power of a song. Enjoy…Jordyn

Bo awoke hours later to the sound of rain pattering against the window and his cousin snoring softly in the chair beside him, an open notebook and ink pen in his lap as if he had been writing something.

Bo frowned as he looked at the notebook wondering what Luke had been writing. He won't mind if I take a quick peek, thought Bo to himself as he carefully slipped the book from under Luke's hand.

The book had closed as Bo took it, and now he opened it to the first page and swallowed.

It was a song.

In fact, Bo noticed as he turned page after page, they were all songs. Some had music penned in above the words… some were merely lyrics. Some had a blue star on top indicating Luke sung that one…others had a gold star referring to Bo. The majority of them however had both stars on top- they were to be sung together.

Bo swallowed realizing that no one had to tell him what the stars meant. He just knew.

The first song had a blue star on top and as he read the words, it seemed he could hear Luke's voice singing and the memory of the song washed over him like a gentle wave.

"Wuke! Wuuuke!" cried Bo, sitting up in his bed, trembling as he cried.

Luke woke up at his cousin's screams and sleepily rubbed his eyes. "Wha's matter Bo?" he asked turning on the light. "You ok?"

Bo shook his head as he cried. "Want Wuke!"

Luke yawned and made his way to his cousin's bed sitting down beside him. "You have another nightmare?"

Bo nodded not waiting for an invitation to crawl into his cousin's lap, hiding his face against Luke's shoulder. "Uhu…was a bad one Wuke.." he sniffed.

Luke couldn't help smile as his cousin's blond curls tickled his nose. "Aww…ya wanna tell me 'bout it?"

"Wuke … wefted me…" sobbed Bo near hysterics. "An' monsters came…an' gotted me…an' ate me for wunch…wif ketchup."

Luke would have burst out laughing had Bo not been so seriously upset by it. "Was just a dream Bo."

Bo's lip quivered. "Seemed weal," he answered around the thumb that had found it's way to the little boy's mouth.

"Yeah…I s'pose it did," said Luke in the gentle tone he often used with Bo. "But there's three reasons I know fer a fact it ain't…."

Bo looked at him with big blue eyes.

"First off…ain't no monsters. Second, if there was monsters, ain't no way I'd let 'em eat my baby brother…with or without ketchup."

"What's fird, Wuke?" asked Bo removing his thumb long enough to ask the question before putting it back in his mouth once more.

"Third's the most important one. I'll never leave you. I might go away to camp or something….but I'll always come back…I'll never leave ya for good….I couldn't…"

"Ya can't?"

Luke shook his head rubbing Bo's back gently. "Nah…I'd miss ya too much."

"Ya would?" asked Bo through his tears.

"Course I would…you're my brother…my blood brother." He took Bo's little hand and gently traced the fresh scar on it. "Means we love each other even more than normal brothers do."

"It does?" asked Bo in wonderment, a smile coming to his lips.

Luke nodded, smiling as his impetuous cousin gave him a big hug.

"I wove you, Wuke."

"I love you too, Bo."

"Wuke…will you sweep wif me tonight?"

Luke tousled Bo's blond curls. "Sure."

Gently he laid Bo down on the bed, wrapping his arms around his cousin and cuddling him close.

"Wuke?" asked Bo as a yawn over took him.

"Yeah?"

"Will you sing a song bout you an' me?" asked the blond his baby blue eyes drooping closed.

"I can't just make up a song Bo…."

"Twy…" came the sleepy reply as Bo put his thumb back in his mouth.

So…to the tune of the lullaby Lavinia sang to them, Luke did his best.

Bo an' Luke

The brothers Duke

Are the best of friends

They liked t' play they

Drove race cars

An' went speedin' round the bends…

Luke an' Bo

Had t' go

To sleep one night

Little Bo got scared

He had a nightmare

But Luke sang away his fright

Luke smiled as he saw that Bo was very near to sleep, one hand clinging to Luke's shirt the other in his mouth as he sucked his thumb.

Tears rolled down Bo's cheeks as he realized that he didn't have to read the rest of the song. He knew every word by heart.

Go to sleep now, little Bo

Your big brother is here

Don't you cry

No more now

Let me wipe away your tears.

I love you

My little Bo

More than anything

So you sleep now

Close your eyes

And dream while I sing.

A soft sniff escaped Bo as he remembered how, the next morning, he had begged Luke to write the song down for him.

Luke shook his head. "Sure I wanna write songs with ya one day…but that ain't a good song t' do it with…"

"Is too," contradicted Bo, sitting cross legged on the bed in front of Luke. "It's my mostest favowite…"

Luke blushed a little at the innocent praise his cousin had given him. "I don't even remember it Bo…"

Bo was undaunted. "I do…I wemember it good," returned Bo proudly, dimpling up at his cousin with a smile that could make an iceberg melt and his cousin relent.

So, with the notebook spread on the bed before them, Luke wrote the song down with help from Bo. The written version was somewhat different than the way Luke had sang it. After all, when he sang it Luke made things up off the top of his head. Sometimes they rhymed…and other times they didn't. Now the two had time to carefully think about rhyme and rhythm and to make the song as good as they could.

Bo didn't mind that the finished version varied slightly from the original… especially when Luke told him he could write the title. Bo took the pen carefully in his hand and thought a moment. His little tongue peeped out of the corner of his mouth as he pondered the question of what to call the song. It had to be special…it was the first song the two ever wrote together. Suddenly a wide grin spread across his face and he carefully printed in careful crooked letters "BesT FReNds."

He had capitalized some letters and not others. His e's were written backwards and he had forgotten the I in friends, but to Bo it was a perfect title for a perfect song.

Luke never did have the heart to correct it and kept it all these years, just as Bo had written it.

"My best friend," murmured Bo quietly, looking at Luke.

Luke slept on, oblivious to the two wet baby-blue eyes staring at him.

Okay…you know what to do if you want more…this was a pretty tame chapter, but gather them while you may, cuz you know me….and it ain't over yet…