Jebb rolled over as he started to drift off to sleep. As he did so, he felt as if something was very wrong. He felt an unexplainable urge to wake back up. Maybe he needed to get up to use the restroom. Jebb rubbed his eyes and sat back up. As he stood up he caught the smell of smoke. He hadn't started a fire in the fireplace downstairs, had he? Jebb opened the door to the bedroom and instantly panicked. He heard the popping of flames and saw the eerily glow through the darkened hallway. The smoke was already quite thick and he could feel the heat of the flames, even as he couldn't see them very well.

Jebb coughed and called out to the kids. They must still be asleep in their beds. Ignoring the heat he crept along the wall, as far from the stairwells as he could as he passed them, and made his way to the other end of the house where the children's bedrooms were. When he got to Crystal's room he kicked the partially opened door and charged in, blindly feeling about for the little girl's bed. When he found her he quickly grabbed her up and was already turning back toward the door as the young girl snapped awake with a shriek.

"Daddy?"

"It'll be alright. We've got to get out of the house," Jebb said between coughing from the thick smoke. "Hang on."

Jebb held his daughter tightly as he sprinted from one bedroom to the other, quickly slamming the door closed behind him with his foot. He saw the opened window and stumbled over to it to take in a breath of fresh air. He put Crystal down at the window carefully.

"Stay right here." Jebb then stumbled over toward the closest bed and began to violently shake the young boy until he was awake. "Wake up. The house is on fire."

Mikey, being the twin easier to wake, sat up in confusion momentarily before he registered what his father had said as well as the popping sounds coming from just outside of the bedroom door. He called out to his brother, both verbally as well as silently, and woke Jay up.

"Dad, what are we going to do?" Mikey asked as he and Jay joined their father and sister at the window.

Jebb knew from his dash down the hall that both stairwells were blocked by fire. He looked out of the window to the large, old oak tree outside of the boys' bedroom. It looked sturdy enough. Though even if it wasn't, falling from the second story window at this point was safer than trying to get out by way of either the front or back door. "Can you boys climb trees?"

Mikey nodded vigorously. "Uncle Jesse says we climb like monkeys!"

"Alright, hop up," Jebb indicated for Mikey to climb up into the window sill. He then helped the oldest of the children reach out to the limb that was just within reach. Jebb held his breath as he watched the boy's slow creep toward the trunk of the tree. "When you get down to the bottom, run to the car and send out a May-day on the CB."

Mikey nodded his understanding as he began to scurry down the tree. With his older brother off of the life-saving limb it was Jay's turn to climb out on the precarious hope of safety. He scooted toward the trunk before asking, "What about Crystal?"

After all, his younger sister couldn't climb trees.

"I've got her. You follow your brother," Jebb said as the sound of the door being snapped by the flames behind him popped. Crashing sounds came from overhead in the hall. The fire was quickly spreading along the second floor of the house. The heat in the room was quickly becoming unbearable. When he saw his younger son start to scramble down the tree Jebb wrapped his arms around the weeping little girl. "Hold on tight to my neck, okay."

Crystal's response came in the form a near chokehold as Jebb sat up in the window sill and reached out to the limb that he was putting the trust of both his and his daughter's weight and life on. As pulled himself out of the burning room and onto the tree limb he heard crashing from overhead just outside of the bedroom door. It sounded as if the attic was beginning to collapse onto the second floor. As he left the smoke and flames behind, Jebb was acutely aware of the fact that the limb that he sat on creaked from both the weight that it was supporting as well as the fact that the heat was drying out the wood and making it weaker as he scooted across it. When Jebb finally reached the thick trunk he let out a brief word of thanks to God before he shifted his daughter onto his back so that he could climb down easier. Once on the ground he carried Crystal across the yard toward the barn where the car had been parked. Once there he collapsed onto the ground, heaving from exhaustion. He then looked back to the house. Flames were licking the roof with their damaging tongues.

As Jebb felt darkness creep up around him he had one thought as he stared at the burning home. How had this happened?

When Mikey called out over the CB Cooter had been making a late night emergency tow and had just gotten back to the garage as the May-day came over the airwaves. Cooter then alerted Gussy over at the Phone Company to send out a mass call to all of the volunteers for the fire department. He then hopped back into his truck and raced as quickly as he could toward the Duke Farms. When he got to Jebb and Kira's farm he found that the rest of the Duke Men had gone to the farm to try to put out the fire that was still raging in the old farmhouse. In addition, Cooter saw Kim was treating Jebb for some injuries that it appeared that he'd gotten before he had gotten out of the blaze. As he walked up it was clear that Kim was trying to convince the injured Duke to go to the hospital to be checked out and to have his burns treated in a more sterile environment.

"Jebb, both of your feet will need to be bandaged and we need to watch for infection."

"Kim, you're a doctor. You can do that here just as well as at the hospital. Besides, I think that the last thing that those kids need right now is for another parent to disappear on them. I've done enough of that in the last month or so to last them a lifetime."

Cooter, while concerned for the Duke, felt a bit of hope, too. That was the closest that he'd heard him sound like the man that he had once been since the racing accident. He'd love to stop and help Kim convince his buddy to head to the hospital but he knew that he'd be a bigger help with aiding the other men fight back the flames to keep the fire from jumping from the house to the surrounding outbuildings like the barn.

Jesse was watching the three traumatized children, sitting with them with a twin on either side of him at a nearby picnic table and held the little girl in his lap. All three were still trembling from their midnight escape from the burning house. He knew that there was likely nothing to be learned from the fire until the cold light of day. Speaking of cold, the trembling that he felt from the children may not solely from the fear and trauma of the night.

"Come on. Let's head over to the truck. I'll take you over to the house and get you warmed up and-"

"What about Daddy?" Crystal asked as she stared at her Aunt Kim bandaging up her father's feet.

"I'll have your Aunt Kim drive him over to the house, too. We'll get ya'll set up in the spare rooms so you can get some sleep." Jesse caught Kim's attention and indicated that he was taking the kids home with him. He knew that the other men would likely be needed to help get Jebb over to the house. In the meantime, there was no reason to keep the children exposed to the horrifying destruction of their home.

In the morning Jesse got breakfast together for himself, Daisy, and Jimmy. As Jimmy got ready for school Jesse filled Daisy in on the events of the night after she and the little boy had gone to sleep. He told her of the fire, of Jebb and the children's escape, and how he had brought them home and put the kids to bed in the spare room upstairs that they had set up for when all of the kids would sleep over. Daisy was shocked to learn of the fire. Add that to the fact that Kira was missing while the man who had hired men to kill her nearly nine years ago, and Daisy wondered if the fire was an accident or not.

"Enos will be over later on to discuss what he and the fire chief and investigator find after they're able to get a look at it all in the light of day." Jesse told Daisy that he'd contact her at work when he learned anything. Shortly after Daisy left to take Jimmy to school and head to work with Lulu Kim and Bo showed up at the house. "The two of you look like you've been busy already this mornin'."

Bo had gone with Kim to the clinic to get the wheel chair that was kept there for the off chance that a patient would need one after coming into the office. Kim knew that many in Hazzard couldn't afford to rent medical equipment like a wheel chairs and crutches so she kept various equipment on hand to loan out when needed. She knew after treating Jebb's injuries that as soon as his system was devoid of the adrenaline it would be far too painful to walk on his burned feet. She brought some pain relivers, ointments, and fresh bandages for when the man woke up this morning.

"We never quite went to sleep. The fire wasn't put out until just before sunrise. Luke plans to be out there when Enos and the fire investigator is out there in a little while." Bo sat down at the kitchen table with exhaustion. He felt every bit of the weight of what was going on with the family. Most and foremost, the disappearance of his sister. He couldn't reach her and that worried him. What if Shawn has already killed her? What if he and the family never found her? If Kira could, surely she would have called out to him by now. The fact that she hasn't told him that she couldn't. "Are the kids awake?"

"No," Jesse shook his head. "They refused to go to sleep until they heard you and Luke bring their father home, last night. I expect that they'll sleep for a while, yet. Why don't you two try to go home and get some rest. There isn't anything we can do right now."

Kim was tired as well and knew that she didn't have any appointments for the first half of the day so she encouraged her husband to take Jesse's suggestion. The two climbed into Kim's car and headed to their small cabin elsewhere on the Duke Farm. Despite the fact that Bo wanted to go out and tear county apart from one end of the other he knew that he was so exhausted that he'd never even be able to drive as far as town. He collapsed onto his bed and was asleep before his wife had even joined him.

Bo looked around in nothing but shear darkness. Pain from every segment of his body jolted from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet. He felt cramped, like his legs were pushed up to his chest. He couldn't stretch out no matter how hard he tried. His hands, though he couldn't see them, felt bound. He tried to call out for help but no words came out of his mouth. He tasted the metallic flavor of blood in his mouth. He smelled oil, grease, and gasoline over a layer of dirt. Struggling fruitlessly to sit up he felt a sway, as if he was being moved from one side to the other. He heard mechanical gears grinding. He listened and heard the crunching of metal. Wherever he was felt as if it was lifted up and was moving through the air. When he finally was put back down it was done with a loud thud. Then everything went silent, once more. There was nothing left but the cold whistling breeze that seemed distant to Bo. He was trapped and couldn't move or call for help.

With a jolt up from where he'd slept on his bed Bo woke with a start. He heaved in his breath in huge gasps as sweat poured from his body despite the fact that it was a cool day outside and he hadn't set a fire in the fireplace before going to sleep. As Bo fully woke up he realized that he had been dreaming but it wasn't a regular dream. He was connected to his sister. He was experiencing what she was. Or had.

Bo tried to call out to his sister without success once more. He concentrated on the dream as he quickly stood up and headed into the living room to find something to write everything down that he could remember. He didn't want to miss a single clue. This was his only chance to find his sister before it was too late. Because it can't be too late. Not yet.