The sun was just beginning its descent, ending the day during the drive Will and Bronco were taking Bo and Caitlin on. Will wanted to keep Caitlin's nerves on edge...to keep her controlled. He made sure to keep his hand resting over her seat's head rest, his fingers brushing the back of her neck and hair. He tried to caress her cheek, but she flinched and pulled away from him. Bronco laughed. Will used Caitlin's hair to pull her back against the seat...keeping her there with his hand again resting on her neck. Bo helplessly watched Caitlin hang her head...tears drenching her face. Unable to stand the pain being caused his Caiti-Girl and not being able to help her, Bo turned his attention to the road...taking mental notes of the path they were following...the knowledge of where they were going beginning to worry him and bring him hope at the same time. Will nudged Bo slightly and jeered, "My, My, country boy, shame on you for violating your parole. I hear the sheriff of this county doesn't like you very much. Matter of fact he's promised J.D. to shoot you on site."

Bronco added, "Guess that means you better behave yourself, Mr. Duke, and don't try any of those escape plans you have been forming in your head." Bronco continued to drive in circles until the sun had completely set and darkness covered the roads. Bronco laid a hand on Caitlin's knee and commented suggestively, "We're almost there, Miss Rose. We went to a lot of trouble to pick out just the right place for you. Will, I wonder will she be as good as a guest as she was a host?" The two men laughed as Bronco made a sharp turn down a very narrow path. He had turned on only the parking lights of the jeep so as not to give away their position to Bo. It did not matter; both Bo and Caitlin were too busy trying to hold on in their seats to pay attention as the jeep jogged down a rough hill into a thicket of trees.

The jeep finally came to a halt inside that thicket near a very old and very small shack. Caitlin's heart finally slowed to a regular beat allowing her to look at her surroundings. She did not see a road only a very narrow path going back into the darkness. The shack looked to be about 100 or more years old and about ready to collapse inside itself. Its only redeeming quality was a small porch that surrounded the entire house. Three rusty metal lawn chairs and a long beaten up metal swing lay toppled over on the front of the porch. Will stepped out of the Jeep and faced Bo. Clearing his throat, Will said, "Mr. Duke," as Bo's eyes focused on Will, Will forced Caitlin to look up at him, her chin held within the vice grip of his hand. His voice became hard and cruel, his eyes commanding Caitlin's complete attention, "Look around here. There is no way for a car to get down here. I planned this very carefully. So remember who's in charge and you both may live to see tomorrow."

Will pulled Caitlin from her seat and pushed her to stand in front of the headlights. He made Caitlin face Bo while he examined the ropes cutting into her wrists. He sighed in mock sympathy at the angry welts tinged with blood. He called, "Bronco, give me your knife and that special package I got just for Caitlin the other day."

Too eager to comply, Bronco unhooked the hunting knife from its holster on his belt and tossed it to Will. He looked at Bo with a self-satisfied smile as he reached across Bo to retrieve what looked like a doctor's leather medical bag. He tossed that to Will as well. Forcing Bo to stand out of the jeep Bronco hissed for Bo to watch Will give his Rose the first of her many surprises they had planned for her that night. Bo looked to see Caitlin again facing Will their expression hidden in the shadows but their movements glowing within the light from the jeep.

Caitlin watched in terrified fascination. Will made a show of taking the knife out of the case and running the tip across the neckline of her swimsuit. He teased, "My beautiful Rose, I just realized how much fun we are going to have tonight." He kissed her, the tip of the knife making sure she did not fight him. He pulled her hair free of its ponytail and it fell wildly about her shoulders. He tightly grabbed one lock and with her eyes following, cut it from her head. He breathed in her sweat and the scent of the wildflowers that had been floating in the pond she had been swimming in earlier. As he breathed, he also breathed in the evidence of her making love to Bo. He let his hands wander down her torso. He pushed the fabric of her skirt into the fabric of her bathing suit and forced all of it up into her pussy walls, roughly yet seductively making her tingle with a need to be fucked. As he did, he held her lock of hair and said, "I can't wait to have this rubbed against my body as you suck me off, My Love!"

Sickened by his behavior and not wanting to show him her fear she spat "You always did have a sick sense of what fun is." Instead of the fear Will was hoping to see, he found her look of disgust irritating.

In retaliation, he used the knife to cut apart one of her shoulder straps to bathing suit. Caitlin bit her lip instead of reacting, grateful that she still wore her yellow blouse as a jacket. It did not, however, prevent the top of her bathing suit from falling down and exposing one of her breasts. Will smiled into her eyes as he traced the knife around her exposed orb...circling around and around until her body was covered in gooseflesh, her breath betrayed her by coming out it labored gasps, and he reached the nipple of the other breast. He laughed at her attempts to hide the fact that he had aroused her baser nature. He knew that because of her recent love making with Bo that her body was still ready to climb to orgasm. Plus He had played her too well in the past, taught her body to respond to his commands against her will or desire. He dipped his head against her neck and licked just under her ear, then taking a little of the flesh into his mouth, he sucked hard until she cried out for him to stop. He felt her legs trying to kick him away from her, her shoulders and hips trying to wiggle away from him. A noise from the back of the jeep told both of them that Bronco was having a hard time preventing Bo from fighting to come to rescue her. Will said into her ear, "I told you this time I would make your lover watch us before I killed him!" He continued to play with her breasts adding his mouth as more torture. He ignored her voice ordering, begging him to stop. Will pulled something from the medical bag and displayed it to Caitlin. To her horror, she recognized the ring gag immediately, her memory filled with the many times he had forced her to wear it so he, Bronco, and Jack could fuck her mouth. He threatened, "Keep Silent, My Love, or this will be your punishment until this is over. I might even make you satisfy your lover with it!" Before she could say anything, Will forced her to turn around and pushed her face first against the hood of the car. He kicked her legs apart to prevent her from moving. Caitlin closed her eyes in preparation for the attack she thought was coming; her ears listening to Bo yelling against the gag in his mouth and Bronco having to keep Bo still. Will leaned over her and replied sarcastically, "Just another example of my sick sense of fun my Rose."

Caitlin felt the knife's tip lifting her skirt up to her hips. Will cut away her bathing suit's panties, leaving her available to his whim. He nodded to Bronco who held Bo's face in their direction. This time with eyes locked with Bo's, Will pried the inside of Caitlin's thighs apart as far as he could and used his thumbs to tease her cunt. She squirmed and tried to inch away from him. But he kept a firm hold until he felt her pussy become moist in his fingers. He smiled at Bo, as he rammed his denim-covered knee into her cunt. She squealed in both pain and pleasure. She was valiant in fighting her body's desires. She used her fingernails to dig into her hands until she was more focused on the pain she caused herself than what Will was doing to her body. Will saw this. He smiled. He used his thighs to keep her legs spread while he gave himself a little pleasure by dry-fucking her...only the zipper on his jeans preventing his full erection from finding it's home inside her. He put his free hand between her hands preventing her from making a fist or cutting herself more with her nails. Will lay against her back and again displayed his knife to her now fearful eyes. Then he simply cut away the ropes binding her wrists and elbows together. She heard him rummage through the bag on the hood behind her head...out of her line of vision. She knew that bag very well...and braced herself for its contents. She wanted to fight Will...tried to squirm, but with his body pinning her legs apart and against the jeep...his hands holding her wrists together and pushing them against her back to keep her from moving was futile. She was about to bang her head against the hood in frustration when she felt Will lift slightly and turn her over on her back. She heard the sound of a zipper being undone. Before she could comprehend what he was going to do next, he pulled her to a sitting position, her cunt resting against his pelvis, his erection buried deep within her. She refused to let him make her cry out again. She was all too aware of the hell Bo was going through having to watch all this. She refused to give Will the satisfaction of what he wanted from her. Will kept her resting against his hips, keeping her mind preoccupied with the fullness inside her cunt while encasing her hands in a pair of leather-banded cuffs linked together by a very short chain with another longer chain hanging from it. When the leather bands were securely fastened about her wrists, Will looped the long chain around her waist and pulled until her hands were trapped against her waist. He secured a second lock to one of the links on the belt and the chain between her hands...leaving the rest of the belt's length to dangle in front of her. He kept the leash he had made for her held tightly in his hand and he forced her back against the hood of the jeep, never letting his penis leave her body. He held her in place as he rammed himself inside her as hard and fast as he could, bruising and scratching her back, making small holes in her blouse as her body slid or pounded against the jeep's hood, her calves smashed into the bumper. Again Will's eyes focused on the man Caitlin chose over him and with a wicked, triumphant grin, he was almost ready to climax inside her. He used his free hand to massage her clit and watched until her eyes clouded over. He had pushed back her defenses for a brief second and she was ready to orgasm. He bent forward over her body, forcing her to kiss him. He ordered, "Look at me! I want to see your submission to me in you lovely emerald eyes!" Her eyes blazed at him with her fury, her terror, her debasement, her pleading, her deep sorrow, and finally her resignation and submission. Again she attempted to buck him off of her, arching her back in an attempt to roll away from him. Will held her still by her hair, pinning her tightly beneath him. Laughing, He warned her, punctuating every word with a thrust of his hips and a pinch or pull of his nails into her clit, "Now, MY Rose, you can remain in this comfortable position and I will keep you to myself until this is over. If you behave, I will even let your lover live to see his new jail cell. Do you understand me!"

While promising to escape as soon as she could to herself, Caitlin nodded in mock resignation...thankful for the cover of darkness to hide the truth. Her body was begging to be released and though She knew he was lying to her; she knew Bo's life was finished as soon as her Uncle paid the ransom...and she would disappear from the face of the earth never to see her father...her family again; she would have agreed to anything in that moment just for him to relieve the pain and fire that had been stirred up within her lower body. Every muscle in her body had tightened and ached from the awkward position and having to support Will's weight. Will leaned against her, keeping her leash wrapped around his fist. He increased his speed of fucking her until he exploded inside her. He growled fiercely his triumphant possession of her into her ear as he emptied himself. He had cum fast to make sure she did not orgasm fully. She had just about crested when he withdrew from he. He held her by her hair, watching her body spasm, her belly cramp. He slapped her face and when her tearful questioning eyes looked into his, he snarled, "My Rose! You will never betray me with another man again!" He pulled her skirt back down over her now wobbly legs. Will eased up on his prisoner and called out to Bronco, "How soon will Jack and the others be here?" Caitlin stayed against the hood, out of breath and in very tense pain as her body continued to shudder from not being able to orgasm. She began a spell of coughing that only increased her distress. She held her stomach trying to prevent herself from retching and closed her eyes against the tears still spilling down her face. She tried to get back some of her dignity, slowly and clumsily pulling her skirt back down over her legs. Every inch of her body felt like a punching bag, she could feel her bathing suit sticking to her body, the cloth stinging the scrapes and cuts where the jeep's hood had marred her flesh.

Now that William was finished, Bronco lead Bo, who was still fighting to get away to help Caitlin to the shack as he replied, "Jack and Rick will be here soon...they can follow the path on the bikes. Ray and Scott will need us to get them from the road. They've hidden the car and are waiting for us." Pushing Bo a little too hard to get him to walk, Bronco asked, "What do we do with him until they get here?" As Bo and Bronco stood closer to the jeep's hood, Bo longed to call out to Caitlin to get her to look at him. All he saw was her half-curled up form, her tears sparkling on her face in the light of the jeep's headlights. Bronco and Will had left her to recover by herself, dismissing her like she their pet or a piece of trash. For the umpteenth time that evening Bo felt murder in his rage-filled heart. His own eyes crying for the love of his life.

Will helped Caitlin stand up and guided her towards the shack too. He said, "Set Mr. Duke in one of those chairs...you can secure his hands to it with this." Will tossed a short chain with a clip on each end to Bronco. Bronco set Bo down, hooking his hands still cuffed behind him to the chair. Bo's eyes reflected his hate as he fought until he lost that battle and heard the lock clamp shut. Will handed Bronco the chain linked to Caitlin and instructed, "Secure this to the railing along the steps of the porch...make sure our guest is comfortable, Bronco." Bronco and Caitlin's eyes met...Bronco silently reminding her of the revenge he owed her...the lust he still felt for her. Bronco pulled the leash until very little was between them. He whispered into her ear, "Do you think we should add a little crotch rope to this leash? I can torture you each time I pull on this chain." Bronco barely heard Will saying, "I'll go and get Scott and Ray. I need to go back into town to make sure our message got to Brooks." Will caught the interactions between Caitlin and Bronco...the fear and disgust in Caitlin's face and the evil in Bronco's.

Bronco set Caitlin on the steps of the shack and then looped the end of her "leash" around the railing. He knelt down next to her making sure that her yellow blouse had not covered up her still hard breasts. Her nipples stood out crying to be caressed. He knew how Will had left her unfulfilled, her body aching from not being able to orgasm. He assumed Will was getting back into the jeep to go meet the others. He let himself become mesmerized by this opportunity to use Caitlin as he wanted...with Bo being forced to watch as he had been forced to watch them every time they made love in their pond. He whispered, "Should I fuck your sweet mouth as soon as Will is gone? My cock in your mouth! I promise it will be so quick! Then I'll gag you to make sure you can't tell Will. He'll believe me when I tell him you made me shut you up! Then I'll get to fuck your mouth again with Will's blessing! How about that." Caitlin refused to give him the satisfaction of a response. She was still trying to calm her body down but was failing because of Bronco's manipulations of it. He laughed at her first attempt to block his hand by pushing him away from her with her bound hands. When the chain pulled taught forcing her hands to fall back against her waist, she tried to use them to pull her blouse over her breasts and away from his touch again as he promised, "I've got everything under control, Will. Miss Rose is very safe in my care. Unless of course she does something stupid." He looked at her with expectation of her doing exactly that which would give him license to do anything he wanted to her...he would get his revenge one way or another. To Caitlin he said, "My memory is very long, Miss Rose...."

Before he could say more, Will called out, "Bronco, I'd like to have a word with you!"

Bronco felt himself being picked up from his kneeling position in front of Caitlin. Will dragged him away from the porch...he wanted to make sure Bronco knew his place out of earshot of Caitlin. He got in Bronco's face and asked, "Can I trust you to handle them by yourself, My friend!"

Bronco said, "Of course, Will! I want this as much as you do!"

Will instructed, "Then I don't want you touching or threatening, My Rose anymore.... do you get me!"

Bronco argued, "But you promised...you...she owes me for...."

Will said, "For what...reminding me of how you once lusted for her...how you took advantage of my trust and kissed her!" Will played with the ring on his finger.... making sure to show it to Bronco. He said, "I think once Jack gets down here, Bronco...I want him to become my second in command until we're done here."

Bronco's anger rose in his eyes. He had been waiting for his chance to get to Caitlin...he bided his time...took the abuse Will heaped on him...hoping Will would share her with him as before...if only for one last time...maybe even get her to himself once Will was busy and away. He was offended that Will was not only preventing him from getting his revenge...but putting Jack ahead of him...taking away the power he had worked for within Will's organization. He said these things to Will and without thinking yelled, "You said we were friends, Sharp...you promised me a reward for her..."


Caitlin watched the argument between them in disinterest at first. She had been a witness to them before; even purposely caused a few. She remarked...her eyes looking back to Bo, "They are at it again. Bronco will never learn." She looked back and was reminded that Bo could not respond. Angrily She turned back toward the arguing pair and then smiled, "I've got an idea!" She saw Bo's eyes question her and she said, "I mean...now is our chance.... trust me!" She inspected the wood railing and almost laughed at the decayed and rotting stick Bronco had tied her to. She inched her way still she could grasp the wood within her hands, the damaged splintered parts cutting into them and then leaned against the rail...using her hands to push until she heard the wood crack. She looked around making sure her captors had not heard her...but they were still fighting...Bronco reminding Will that he owed him. Her heart jumped and she smiled when Will's fist slammed backwards against Bronco's face. She could imagine the new cut mingling with the old one on Bronco's cheek. She watched for Will to hit Bronco again and then pulled hard on the wood causing it to break in her hands. Within the next second, she crawled over to Bo and broke off the chain from his handcuffs. She pulled him down to the floor of the porch into the darkness and pushed him ahead of her toward the back of the shack. They jumped off the porch into a clump of bushes and waited for a chance to make a clean break into the darkness of the woods beyond the thicket.

Will picked Bronco up from the ground where he had knocked him to just as they heard motorcycles coming down the path towards them. Jack dismounted his bike and removed his helmet. He looked around for their prisoners...instead, he found his boss and accomplice fighting each other. Disgusted, he accused, "At each other's throats again over that woman! Where is she?"

Both Bronco and Will pointed toward the shack as they looked to see the spots they left them in empty. Bronco announced in frustration, "They're gone!"

Jack replied sarcastically, "Ya think! Luckily they could not have gone too far."

Will became furious with himself and with Bronco.... but he held his temper, "I'm going for Scott and Ray...you two look for them! This time...you know what I want done. Jack...you are in charge now! Get her!"

Bronco was not happy...but he knew that if he found Caitlin first then he could regain his position. He suggested, "They've probably gone up to the main road...Caitlin wouldn't go up into the woods...not in the dark anyway."

Jack agreed, "Right..." And he got back on his bike and took off.

Will ordered, "Bronco, stay here and keep looking on foot. I'll be back. If you see them, shoot Bo Duke...but do not kill him! Caitlin needs stronger measures to remind her who is in control here. This time she will be begging at my feet to keep that boy alive. She'll sign our marriage license...away her inheritance...then we'll kill them both."


Caitlin watched for them to desert the area. When it was all clear, she removed the bandana from Bo's mouth and kissed him. Through her tears, she said, "I don't know what I'm doing! I've put us in so much danger! This is so crazy and stupid to try to escape! But what's the worst they can do...Kill us...right!"

Bo wanted to hold her, repair the damage that he had witnessed personally. He understood why it had been so hard for her to let herself feel Love's passion, to let herself have the freedom to orgasm when he made love to her. Before their capture, they had finally come to a place where she actually initiated and immediately responded to his touch. He did not want her to be repulsed by making love again; he did not want Will Sharp to take away all they had worked hard to overcome. But there was no time, so Bo replied, "You know what! You talk too much! Let's get out of here!"

Caitlin checked to see if it was safe. Then she helped Bo the best she could to his feet and pulled him out of the bushes. "Do you know where we are?"

Bo nodded, "Yup. Will made a huge mistake picking this place. This was one of Boss's favorite storage places for his stills." Bo directed with his eyes and a nod of his head into the dark forest away from the road, "If we head that way, I know of a small cabin where we can hide out for the night. We can get back into Hazzard tomorrow."

Caitlin said, "But what about your parole and that sheriff?"

Bo laughed, "Sharp lied. We're no more than a mile or so from Hazzard County. Are you ready?"

Caitlin said reluctantly, "Yes, I'm ready. We need to talk soon about the meaning of that telegram and...what you saw tonight."

"You mean the one about your father?" He wanted to hold her in sympathy, "I am sorry about him, Caiti-girl...but let's talk about that when we're safe!"

They heard motorcycles in the distance and Caitlin followed Bo...helping him not to fall into the dark woods. Carefully they made their way through the deep forest...seeing flashlights and hearing engines behind them. There was a point where Bo used his body to knock Caitlin down into the tall grass just as the area was flooded with lights. They lay there holding their breath until the lights died down and disappeared. Bo pushed himself to his knees and let his eyes adjust enough to the darkness to see past the line of trees into the next clearing. At first he thought his memory had failed him...he could not find the cabin he was looking for. Then a flash of light came behind him toward the field and he vaguely made out the shape of a house deep within another thicket. The house was very well hidden...a person would not know it was there unless they knew to look for it. Very large Weeping Willows, Georgia Pines, Peach, and Pecan trees surrounded it. Caitlin rose up beside him and asked if he had found it. Bo looked back at his ladylove and the stars overhead glowed heavenly on her face...but they too revealed something he had not noticed before. It was then he asked, "Is what Jack said true? Are you afraid of the dark?"

Caitlin bit her lip and said, "Not the dark especially, but what I fear is inside that darkness...especially outside...like bugs, spiders, wild animals...ghosts...." Then she smiled, "But that was before I experienced something to really be afraid of! I'd rather face a whole nest of spiders than let Will, Bronco, and Jack catch us again!" She looked at Bo's cuffed wrists.

Bo tried to stand and said, "We need to get going," just as gunshots were heard being fired in the distance.

Caitlin pulled him back down beside her. She instructed, "Wait!" She produced a silver key in the moonlight for him to see then used the key to set his hands free. As soon as his hands were free, Bo wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. His eyes questioned her gift and she said, "I stole them from Bronco while he was...ummm...well, while he was preoccupied." Her eyes misted, but she pushed back those feelings, determined not to break down. Her mind still reeled with the feel and images of Will raping her with her beloved Bo forced to watch. Her body stung all over, from the cuts on her face, her blouse sticking to her back, her eye swelling and blurring her vision a bit. She sniffled away her tears and said, "Anyway, I'd hoped there would be a chance to use them to free you...even if...well"

Bo kissed her again, "We're both free...now lets get to safety! Let me free your hands."

Caitlin bowed her head and said, "You can't. These were specially made for me two years ago...they even still carry the blood stains from my hands when Will used them on me then...that night..." Her voice trailed off and she continued without further explanation, "Will has the only key to the special locks...we'll have to find something to cut them off with."

Bo kissed her forehead...not wanting her to see his anger at Will's cruelty to her. He promised he would find something to use in the cabin. He asked, "Can you make it to the house?"

Caitlin nodded vigorously and they each took a deep breath and then ran towards the house. Just as they reached the entrance to the thicket the sound of the Jeep and other footsteps reached their ears coming out of the woods and into the field again. Bo pushed Caitlin causing her to fall face down into the long grass. He kissed her mouth to keep her quiet and then whispered, "Stay here and don't move or even breathe." He crouched next to her as they listened for a break.

Bronco shined his flashlight around every inch of the field as Will barked orders to him of where to look. In frustration, Bronco tried to persuade, "We've searched everywhere, Will."

Jack's motorcycle came into the field behind the Jeep. He added, "It's too dark to keep looking. We will never be able to find them tonight."

Will agreed, "You both are right. Let's get out of here. Ray told me that Brooks is in Hazzard and talking with The Dukes now. He radioed that O'Toole will be here by morning. I want Brooks to have our ransom demands before he gets here! Jack...find that pilot that my father sent here. I want that plane at that small airfield we found before sunrise. I want us out of here the moment we have Caitlin back in our possession and the ransom is paid in full."

Bronco agreed, "Those two are too smart to come out of hiding and contact Duke's family. That gives us time to find them!"

Jack added, "I'm gonna go watch the Rose's place just in case. If they do come out of hiding, Will...."

Will concluded, "We'll be waiting for her. Just don't let them know we've lost them... keep the search as quiet as possible." Will waved Bronco to the jeep and soon the clearing was quiet and empty of the intruders.

Bo made Caitlin stay down until he was sure Sharp and his thugs were not coming back or tricking them. When he finally picked himself up off the ground, Bo helped Caitlin to rise up. Bo led her the rest of the way to the cabin. He broke the lock on the door and forced it to open. It was clear the door had not been used in a long time. The hinges screamed from being used without being cleaned of their rust or oiled. He tried to look into the room through the darkness to make sure everything was fine and safe. He turned to Caitlin and said, "Stay here, I'm gonna make sure we aren't disturbing a family of squirrels or something. Make sure we can walk in the dark without killing ourselves."

Before she could stop him, Bo disappeared through the door inside the darkness. She pulled on the chain between her hands in nervousness and bit her lip. Seconds became hours long as she waited for him to return. She called out quietly, "Bo!" "Bo! Where are you?" She poked her head through the door to see if she could hear or see something. She called again, "Bo! Are you there! Answer me!" Impatiently, She stepped through the door just as Bo was coming back to get her.

They collided, Bo announcing, "Everything seems to be OK...but..."

Bo was forced to cover Caitlin's mouth with his hand at the first sound of her scream burst from her throat. She beat him back with her hands and scolded, "Why did you do that! Where were you! You frightened me!"

"Caitlin...I'm here now...."

"But what took you so long!" She almost shouted.

Bo again smothered her words saying, "Caiti-girl...please quiet down!"

But Caitlin's nerves had been on edge for too long, she was about to burst from the stress of it all. She rounded on him...trying to whisper but failing..."Quiet Down! Quiet Down! How dare you! Don't do that any more!"

Instead of arguing with her, Bo pulled her against him and after he looked at her sternly and said, "I know one way to get you to shut up!" He kissed her long and deeply. He molded her against him until he felt her stop struggling against him and her begin to return the kiss eagerly. He let her go...leaving her breathless. He teased, "Are you going to keep quiet now!"

Caitlin's amusement only showed in her eyes. She promised, "I'm going to get you back for that, Bo Duke!" She turned away from him and tried to explore her new surroundings in the dark. She could have sworn she saw a raccoon under one of the windows, so she pushed Bo to go ahead of her as they bumped into a chair, then a rickety table, a rocking chair, and finally a small bed with a thread bare blanket tossed across it and a mattress that slightly sagged in the middle. She pushed Bo towards the rocking chair and claimed the cot for herself.

Bo pouted, "OK, Miss Rose, where am I supposed to sleep?"

Caitlin replied politely, "I pointed you in the direction of those chairs...they should do the trick for you."

Bo grabbed Caitlin's hand only to be reminded that they were still attached to each other and to her waist. He told her to stay on the cot and when he returned he held a pair of thick, heavy-duty metal shears in his hand and a fishing knife in the other. He displayed his findings to Caitlin and tried to get to her hands. But she had other ideas. She reached for his belt line and the button of his jeans. She pulled until he fell atop her onto the mattress. She looked at him in all seriousness and said, "Not yet, Bo. I want you to make love to me with these still on. I want you to push me beyond my limits in a loving way! I don't want the memory of these to be of rape! That will only give Sharp and Bronco and Jack power over me for as long as I live...long after they are in jail or dead. Please, I know being bound during making love is not a bad thing. Please..." Bo didn't understand at first. After what he had witnessed, what he had heard, he didn't want to "force" her to do anything...didn't want to make love to her while she was tied up. Caitlin could see his resistance and doubt. She kissed him tenderly, tickling his lips with her lips and nose. She wanted him so badly in that moment...to have all of what Will did to her wiped out of her memory...even if for only a few hours. Bo felt what she was trying to say in her kiss and he could not resist the pleading in her words or her eyes. He began to do as she had asked, beginning with her eyes where he lightly teased her with little kisses. He wanted to go slow, but Caitlin would not let him. Even with her hands almost useless she drew herself into a sitting position and knelt before him, opening his jeans with both her hands and teeth. Caitlin smiled up at him seductively, teasingly. She took her bound hands and eagerly pushed his pants down around his knees, his erection happily bounding out to meet her mouth. In the dark Bo could see a wickedness come to her eyes. She was amused that though there was still doubt in her lover's eyes on whether he wanted to do this with her or not, that his body had responded eagerly. She reached past his balls, letting the cold chain graze his cock...Bo jumping a little and sighing in lust...to massage his anal opening. Her other hand grabbed the length of chain dangling from her waist and wrapped it around his balls and then his shaft. She pulled tightly while impaling her mouth over the tip of his cock and then down his shaft. His reaction was priceless. He was forced to hold on to her head to keep from falling backwards. Her head was now bowed before him, her hands tied to his cock...one of her fingers implanting itself inside his ass, her other hand simply cupping his balls and the base of his cock. She rested a few seconds, only slightly nursing his shaft with a soft suckling motion of her tongue. With each flicking, she was able to take more of him into her mouth until she felt her nose touch her hand. She closed her eyes...at first seeing Will's ugly face interrupting her moods and actions. But she squeezed him out of her thoughts and only thought of pleasing her lover...her Bo. She heard him talking to her, telling her how much he loved her...how he loved her mouth pleasing him...how he was going to please her in return. It was not long before she tasted his precum. She had let just the suction of her throat do most of the work in bringing him from semi-hard to almost ready to orgasm. Now she backed off, She used the chain around his cock, pulling it very tight to keep him rock hard. She bit the tip, then ran her tongue up the back side of his shaft and then the front. She dipped her head lower, feeling him holding on to her hair until it became taught in his hands, nibbling his groin area, wetting it with her mouth, and then blowing it dry with her breath. She laughed at the goose bumps she was creating. It was a silky, sultry laugh that drove Bo wild. He wanted her mouth to complete him now...He now wanted to tie her to her knees and just fuck her mouth! But he continued to let her have control while within her bonds. Her hands pushed his legs farther apart causing Bo to have to bend backwards and hold himself up with his arms attached securely to the back bedposts. Now she maneuvered herself trying to get on all fours, but that would mean the loss of her hands since they were still attached to her waist and the chain around her waist was now attached to Bo's balls and cock. She giggled at her clumsiness, but Bo was not laughing. Every time she moved the chain around his shaft tightened a little more and he wanted to fuck her mouth hard. In the dark, she again dipped forward, resuming her manipulation of his ass with not just her finger this time, but with her mouth sucking on and licking the space between his balls and his anal opening. She sucked hard on it, her free hand jacking his cock off with long slow strokes. She increased the tempo every five strokes until the strokes were fast and her hold was vice grip hard. She nipped his balls and he reached down for her hair and pulled her up. He kissed her roughly, his hands pinching her nipples to let her know how frustrated he was becoming. But she reached up to defend herself and laughed as the chain around his cock tightened again and he was forced to let go. She knew her teasing needed to stop. She needed to be fucked as bad as he needed to be now. She made him watch her begin to play with herself to give herself a little relief. She wanted just one small orgasm before she finished him off. But Bo had other ideas. He waited until she was just about to cum and then he grabbed her hands away from her cunt and pressed her back to his cock. He thrust himself into her mouth and within a few short seconds emptied himself down her throat.

They were both panting now, but Caitlin still had not orgasmed. She kissed her Beau in an effort to get him to fuck her. He smiled and teased, "Unfortunately, My Love, You'll have to wait until I'm ready again. But don't worry, I have an idea of how to entertain you." With that, He took the metal chain cutters and cut the lock off the chain binding her hands to her waist. He left the belt with its leash and her wrists still bound together. He pushed her back against the mattress, lifted her hands above her, and after ripping the cord to the window shade from its rotten window, tied her chain to the bedpost. He reached down and ripped a small piece of her skirt that was still around her waist, made a knot in the center of the new band, and then forced the knot into her teeth. He teased, "Can't have you screaming my name and drawing attention to us...now can we?" She laughed back.

Bo sat back to see his beautiful Caiti-girl in her bonds. He had to admit now that he was responsible for putting her there, she did arouse him. It was weird to be allowed this much control over her. But he now needed revenge for her slow blowjob. He also needed to make up for not being able to prevent Will from raping her again. He began at her cheeks, feather-lightly kissing each of them, covering her entire face with his light finger-touch and his lips. Each time he reached a bruise or wound caused by Will or Bronco, he breathed that he was sorry, his own tears washing her skin as he promised no one would ever hurt her again. He spoke words of love to her skin. From Caitlin he heard her whimpers, her moans, her attempts to encourage him on, and her tears over what had happened to her coming to surface. Upon reaching Will's mark on her neck, Bo kissed it tenderly, as if wiping away the mark with his lips. He repeated this to her breasts, finding where the knife had scraped her skin, where little cuts left angry, paper-thin welts that were still wet with her blood. He nuzzled against her nipples, using his hands to encourage them to stand out for his mouth. He wrapped his big hands around each breast, gently applying pressure until he felt Caitlin's hips reach up to try to get his cock inside her. Her legs wrapped themselves around him.

Bo ceased his ministrations. He rose back up to Caitlin's face. He kissed her mouth, pushing his tongue between her teeth, tasting himself there. The moment he felt her arch her back against him, he said, "Lie still, my love, keep your legs spread on the bed. If you don't, my love, I'll have to find something to make sure you do. Now I have to start all over." Caitlin's eyes flew open. She was not expecting this. Bo was catching on to what he could do to her very quickly. He was exerting his control over her body, yet he was lovingly making sure she was comfortable. She absorbed the love he spoke to her, cried over her, kissed her with as if she were drinking a powerful healing elixir. He was caring for her in the "twisted" way she had begged him to and it was giving her an experience in surrender and power and love that she did know existed before. She watched his every move, every facial expression; enjoyed the taste of his breath mingling with her own, feeling his love for her through his touch as he pushed her passion higher and higher. She relaxed as he had asked her and removed her legs from his waist.

Bo withdrew completely from her and removed his jeans, laying them on the rocking chair. He pushed her skirt and the remains of her bathing suit up around her waist thereby adding more binding to the chain that still rested there. He lay back against her, letting her feel his re-awakened erection pressing against her clit. He caressed her face, letting his whole weight press her into the mattress. Again he began to trail his love for her down her body. She was sweaty from her rising passions. She was fighting the chains that held her hands to the bedposts. She again tried to put one of her legs around his waist to push him inside her, but he "forcefully" removed it and then held it to the mattress, spread out while he continued to move down her body. He was no longer trying to kiss away the damage Will had done and make up for not being there for her. Now he wanted to drive her to several powerful orgasms at once...the first of which without him even being inside her. He had done it before only she was not bound like now. He again reached her breasts and used them for his personal play toys. His blue eyes danced in the moonlight coming through the window as he nipped at her nipple...her skin responded with a new set of goose bumps and her eyes reflected her rising passion. She closed them against the tension building inside her womb...she was nearing her first orgasm and she knew it. It was going to explode....

Bo heard her cry out for release muffled under her gag. The sound escaped louder than he had intended, but then he realized that when he had kissed her mouth before, he had loosened it. He reached up and tightened it, forcing the knot deeper between her teeth. He took his bandana and added it to the skirt-band, completely muffling her cries. That act in of itself caused Caitlin's hips to grind into the mattress as she sought release. Taking both of her nipples in each of his fingers, he kissed them until each were like rocks against his lips. He smiled and licked them until they were cold and wet. He blew on them and heard Caitlin's breath stop. Her body was hard against the mattress; she had entered the last part of her climb. He began to blow, nibble on her chest above her nipples, and trailed to her lips, her nose, her cheeks each time whispering to her to cum! To Let Go! That he was not going to hurt her...that he loved her. He moved against her neck and shoulders and began to give her little marks of his own. Each one bringing her closer and closer...her foot banging against the mattress, then again pressing against his back. Into her frenzy, He whispered, "Remove your foot, My Love, Or I'll stop!"

Caitlin growled, but removed her foot to the bed. She tried to counter the tension in her body by pushing against the bedposts, pushing herself up into Bo's hands, letting them finally, as he sucked on her neck just under her ear, bringing her over the edge into the garden of orgasm. Her eyes were filled with rainbows and firelights...the stars coming through the window became bolts of lighting shooting at her. She strained against her gag, moaning loudly into Bo's ears.

Bo slowed his efforts, feeling her passion ebb, and the tension beginning to fade away. But he was not through. She was smiling at him, the passion in her eyes still burning deeply. Her stare dared him, begged him to do it again. He lightly caressed her neck, smiled into her eyes, and said, "So, you liked that!" He laughed as he now moved down her body, teasing her neck, her breasts with his teeth, biting into her flesh, lightly tickling until she was moving wildly underneath him and laughing. He felt the rumble begin in her belly, the bed shaking until the most beautiful sound he could ever want to hear came from beneath her gag. The laugh continued as he tickled her belly with his tongue, kissing it with his lips, nipping it with his teeth. She tried to pull away, but only managed to press her clit against his cock...sending her back up the road of orgasm. Now Bo spread her thighs completely apart, and kept them spread with his large hands while he made himself comfortable at the entrance to her pussy lips. Again, his challenging eyes caught hers. She knew what he wanted and laid back, eyes closed in surrender to the wonderful path he was leading her down.

Bo was gentle at first. He used only his tongue to lick away her juices and then to bring out more. He rolled her clit between his teeth then let his tongue dart in and out of her pussy walls. Then he had a wicked idea. He left her a lone on the bed for a few seconds to search for something. Caitlin did not like the cold feeling her body now felt as she missed his presence. She tried to call out through the gag, but was unsuccessful. Bo pounced on her knees; in his hand he held what was left of a mesh fishing net. He had ripped the thing in two pieces. Caitlin protested, but Bo ignored her, though promising that she would love it. He wrapped one piece around her knee and forcing it up and against the mattress, he secured the net to the side of the bed. He repeated tying the other knee in the same manner, having to fight the wall to get the mesh to wrap around the side bedrail. Now Caitlin's legs were positioned perfectly...spreading her open to his complete satisfaction. She could not close her legs, nor kick him in the back again. His hands were free to do whatever he wanted.

Caitlin grunted in frustration at this unplanned development. Now she was truly out of control and at his mercy. That thought did not frighten her, strangely. Instead, she watched with interest what her lover planned to do now that she was completely his.

Bo watched Caitlin try out her new position, discovering how well he had bound her to the bed. She had little use for her feet, only able to move them back and forth on the mattress. She could not raise them or kick out. Her movements caused her hips to undulate provocatively, and Bo's cock responded in eager attention. Bo grinned at his "helpless" Lover and then burrowed down between her legs with his face. He was still gentle, but urgent and pounding to bring her up. He shoved two fingers insider her cunt...they easily slid in with her juices already lubing his way in. He fucked her with slow strokes, using his lips to kiss her clit and nibble at her pussy lips. He switched for several long moments as his tongue entered her and his fingers pulled her clit out and pinched it in his nails. She was fighting him, trying to pull away, yet also pushing against his face at the same time. He did not need to see her to be able to tell that she was floating again, that her body was filled with orgasmic tension. She crested against his tongue...and as he shoved three fingers insider her cunt and bit her clit, she climaxed again. The space between orgasms was getting less and less, her breathing becoming harder and harder and out in gasps as if she had been running. She was whimpering for more and for him to stop at the same time. When he was sure she had almost lost reality again inside another orgasm, he lifted himself up, and drove his cock home into her cunt. She screamed through the gag and the protested when he immediately withdrew.

He reached over her thighs to grab her ass from behind her and lifted her slightly. Her back was completely immobilized against the mattress, her knees pressed hard apart as she felt him begin to guide his lubricated cock to her anus. She had adored when he had done this to her when she was unbound, now she found out the feeling of being unable to control how deep he went and when he had to stop. When he was completely buried inside her, Caitlin thought she was going to explode again. Then she did explode as Bo renewed his attack on her cunt...using one hand to roughly shove three fingers inside her cunt, while the other hand pressed her clit firmly against her pelvic bone and massaged it with swift, short, hard strokes...matching the ones his hand was doing inside her cunt. This caused her to move her ass against his cock, milking it to complete fullness. Bo was now having trouble concentrating on what he was doing to her...the two bodies became one rhythm. He watched his lover close her eyes, felt her body shudder through another orgasm as his fingers felt her pussy close tightly around them and try to milk them for his semen. Her head arched back, pushing her back off the bed, trying to push his cock from her ass. He waited for her to complete that orgasm but before she could come completely down, he reached out for one nipple and pinched it hard until she looked out at him. He pulled himself free of her ass and then cradled her ass in his thighs as he pushed his cock into her pussy and began to beat her thighs with his thrusts. He warned her not to close her eyes, he wanted them to orgasm again together and to watch each other climax. Caitlin nodded, though even if she had her eyes open she had a hard time seeing anything but the stars blocking her vision. She had been through several orgasms and now she was experiencing a little pain within her pleasure of having them. She too wanted to have that final release...the true release that comes from a deep orgasm caused by his cock filling her with his orgasm. Forgetting her bound hands, she tried to reach out to touch him and then struggled to release herself. Bo was pushed over the edge by that simple move. He stopped being gentle and instead pounded on her body, twisting her nipples into his fingers. He kept his eyes locked with hers and then heard her begin to scream under her gag. He knew she was ready and he growled at her, "Cum! Now!"

Caitlin did cum, as Bo's orgasm exploded inside her body, her pussy clamping down on his cock, making it harder for him to thrust inside her. But he pushed against this harder, feeling the tight grip shudder along his shaft. Most of her juices had been spent and her dryness set fire to his shaft...only making the end of his orgasm more complete. He spasmed on top her, his passion for her...the seriousness of how he felt about her naked before his eyes. He fell across her body and said, "I love you, my Caiti-girl!" before collapsing against her and the mattress. He reached up and unbound the cord tying her hands to the bedpost and she encircled him within her arms, her bound hands going about his neck. She felt his tears against her chest where he laid his head. She was content to be gathered like a teddy bear into his arms, her tears dampening the top of his head. Her thighs were still open and tied to the bed, but she was not uncomfortable. The couple surrendered to love's exhaustion.

An hour later, the cabin still covered in darkness, Bo stirred. He disengaged himself from Caitlin's hold on him. He pulled his jeans back on and then grabbed the rocking chair. He made himself comfortable in it. Because He thought she was still a sleep, he gently grabbed the metal shears and the knife he'd found. Then with a few cuts to the chain, the fishing net binding her thighs to the bed and cuts to the leather bands around her wrists, Caitlin was soon free of her bonds completely. As each remnant of Will's rape of his lover came off her body, Bo forcefully threw them across the room. His thoughts imagined being able to wrap the chain used on Caitlin around Will's neck and strangling him.

Caitlin surprised Bo as she reached out to him. She hugged Bo very close in thanksgiving. Bo made himself comfortable by pulling the rocking chair as close to the bed as possible. Caitlin watched him get comfortable...as she rolled the blanket into a pillow and then propped herself up on it. She needed to talk to Bo about their situation...the one they were going to face when they were rescued. Bo leaned back in the rocking chair and propped his foot next to Caitlin's waist on the bed. He commented, "This is great! The girl I'm gonna be marrying soon just stuck me with sleeping in this chair!" He leaned over and kissed her.

He leaned back and thinking the matter was over closed his eyes to go to sleep. Instead he heard Caitlin's soft voice say, "About getting married, Bo...I think we need go to New York...like we talked about the other day before we make any concrete plans. I also want you to think about making a home there for a little while..."

Bo said, "I thought we settled all this the other day? I told you then I want us to stay here...to live here."

Caitlin looked at her engagement ring and almost cried. She reached for her pendant watch the rings around it only to find they were not there. She recalled putting them up in safe keeping while she started a new life. She pondered out loud, "Do you think you'd be willing to make a sacrifice for me...especially now with my father so close to dying? I want so much for my family to meet you...before we begin the wedding arrangements."

Bo replied, worry about what she was saying evident in his voice, "We can go I promise, but I want you to be my wife when we go...so no one can break us up again. Even if that means we get married tomorrow."

Caitlin was happy to be clouded in darkness. She did not want to see Bo's face when she told him about a problem she knew was coming as a result of her father's shooting and possible death. Before she lost her nerve, she plunged in, "There is a problem with that, my love. I can't marry anyone until my father has met him and approved him first. That condition was added to my father's will to try to protect me from anymore Will's. Will knows I will inherit everything...including the right to marry whom I choose should my father die...but I must be single when he dies to have that freedom of choice. Otherwise, if I married or eloped without his approval or knowledge, then I would be blocked from inheriting anything from my father. Will knew that I would never pay a ransom on myself, but that my Uncle Charles who is my father's executor and co-owner of their company would pay it. Are you understanding what I am trying to tell you?"

Bo understood exactly what she meant...he asked, "So why didn't you mention this before...why did you lead me to believe you were free to marry me...without having to pass some test of your family's."

Caitlin lowered her eyes, "Because I thought we had time to work things out as soon as Will was jailed forever and I could go home again without fear. I also knew, that despite what you fear, my father will/would adore you...as would my mother! I thought I was getting his approval when I received those telegrams from him...turns out they were all just lies...and he's only received little or no word from me since I've been living here. Will saw to that when he doctored or prevented my letters from going through. And now my father may be dieing and he needs me...and all my plans...." Her tears silently fell down her cheeks as she contemplated the eventual outcome of the situation. She waited for him to say something to her. When he did not, She offered, "I know I must sound like a horrible person and that it's wrong, but I love you and I don't want to lose you. I was counting on a dream that Will's lies allowed me to create. I wanted to believe that Will's arrest let me free to choose because now I had all the time in the world to convince my father to come down here to meet you. You must believe me, My Love, when I tell you that you are the best thing that has happened to me in a very long time. And I did try to tell you all of this after Boss Hogg announced our engagement at the Boar's Nest...Remember! Our argument?" She sat up and looked away from Bo...out the window. She whispered, "Now Will gets his way even if we are rescued and he goes to jail forever. My father may never get to know you...he may never get see me be happy again...."

Bo heard the desperation and sadness in her voice...the hesitation she felt of what she should do next...the choices she needed to make...what to sacrifice what to hold on to. He rose from his rocking chair and set down behind her on the bed. He stroked her hair and consoled, "Don't worry about it my love. Just go to sleep. It's going to be a busy day tomorrow."

He gathered her into his arms and they leaned back against the wall. Caitlin sighed, "Remember, my love, whatever happens, I do love you!"

Bo kissed her forehead and said, "I know. I will always love you too!" There were no more words to be said...the couple resigned themselves to their exhaustion and fell asleep.


The Couple slept while across into Hazzard County the rest of the Duke Family gathered at the courthouse. Luke carried the box Daisy had found in the barn inside. A 5'6", thick-shouldered gentleman with blonde hair, and a friendly smile met him. The gentleman wore tight fitting dark blue jeans, dark brown, copper tipped leather boots and a leather sport coat to match. His true age was reflected in the experience that showed in his eyes. There was a quiet air of authority and assertiveness about him. Enos stepped around the crowd to greet the man with a handshake and a smile. Enos asked, "Are you finding everything you need, Agent Brooks?"

"Yes, Deputy Enos. Your offices have provided me with everything I need to run this operation effectively. Now please introduce me to the folks that are with you."

Enos first indicated Daisy as he began to introduce Special Agent Lt. Jim Brooks to the Duke Family. As he took Jesse Duke's hand in greeting, Jim Brooks asked, "Are you relatives of Bo Dukes?"

Jesse replied, "I'm his Uncle...this is his cousin Daisy." Daisy and Jim shook hands...Jim's eyes became concerned from the nervousness he felt in Daisy's handshake and the worry in her eyes.

Daisy asked, "How do you know about Bo?"

Jim held up the newspaper with the picture of Bo kissing Caitlin. "From this," he said, "And from several e-mails we intercepted between Sharp and his father in New York. On my way here, I received this in my e-mail." Jim produced a printed out E-mailed ransom note with Bo's name printed at the bottom.

Daisy defended, "Bo did not send that! You have to believe that Bo and Caitlin have been engaged...Bo tried to prevent...he would have died if Caitlin had not...."

Jim rested a comforting hand on Daisy's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Miss Duke. I know all about your cousin. I would not have let Caitlin come here to hide in the first place if I knew it would have dangerous for her. I have also been getting to know you all from the e-mails we have been tracking between Will and his family. And despite Sharp's manipulation of Caitlin's telegrams to her Father and Uncle, there was enough in her descriptions about her life here and the people she met, including her over zealous comments about a blonde young man that had given her directions. I spoke with Caitlin's father and her Uncle days ago and they are both anxious to meet this man...so all of us are aware of Will's plans."

Enos finally turned to Luke but they were not able to shake hands due to the heavy box Luke carried. That brought a small bit of comic relief as Luke tried to maneuver the box around. Jim Brooks offered, "Let me help you find a place for that. What is this?"

Enos and Daisy cleared a spot on a nearby worktable allowing Luke to rest the box there. Finally, Luke was able to extend his hand, "So you are the man Caitlin told us to find."

Jim Brooks smiled, "Yes, I am. I had told her that one of the agents on my team or I would be close by should she need help. I've been staying in Atlanta since she moved here. It concerned me when her daily reports that she was safe and sound became short about two weeks ago. It was obvious they were edited. William stopped E-mailing his father then too. I wanted to come here to warn Caitlin but did not want to reveal her whereabouts. I was not aware that Will had already tracked her down. Then Jack Dannon skipped out on his bail about a week ago and was followed here. It was through him that we found that Will had changed e-mail accounts...which led to us finding him hiding out here and the plan he was hatching. I tried to send Caitlin several telegrams...didn't she get them?" He looked at Enos and Rosco.

Boss Hogg tried to sidestep his part in this. He admitted, "No, Sir. That Sharp character fooled me into helping him. He took over my telegraph office without me knowing."

Both Enos and Luke coughed out, "Bull!" And Boss stuttered, "All that is besides the point now...water under the bridge. We got to find Miss Rose! That's what ya all should be doin'."

Jim Brooks was not here to get rid of Boss Hogg or to arrest him for his part in Will's plan. He needed Boss's complete cooperation if they were going to find Caitlin and Bo alive and unharmed. Jim replied, "Quite right, Mr. Hogg."

Luke asked, "So why are you here now?"

Jim Brooks answered, "You know that Caitlin's father was shot two days ago. He's been in the hospital, in intensive care waiting for us to bring Caitlin home. He was shot as part of Will's plans to kidnap Caitlin. Again, we found the whole thing in e-mails between Will and his father. I wish we could have prevented that shooting, but we were not able to decode the message in time. We have however arrested Will's Father. We've also found the remains of Caitlin's husband. Mr. O'Toole refuses to let the doctors operate to save his life until he sees Caitlin standing in front of him. So I'm here to arrest Will and his thugs for good this time." Jim looked at the box on the table and repeated, "Now what is this?"

Though Daisy was very worried for her cousin and friend, she felt better with each moment spent with Jim Brooks. She understood why Caitlin leaned on him so much. Daisy replied, "Caitlin made me promise to give you this just before Sharp took her away from me."

Jim opened the box and began pulling out its contents. He scanned several pages of her journal, leafed through the folders of print outs and documents. His smile widened with each page. He commented...talking to himself out loud, "You little brat! Why didn't you give these to me when I asked you for them!" Upon retrieving the two videotapes and one audiocassette, Jim muttered, "I wonder what she has here?"

Rosco offered, "Agent Brooks, There is one of them VCR's in Boss's office."

Jim smiled, "Well then let's go see what this little girl found on Will Sharp that kept him chasing after her but not killing her!"

At that moment, he realized just what might be on the tapes and he said, "I will need to view these alone. What is on here will not be enjoyable to watch..."

Luke stopped Brooks from taking the tape from the box. He said, "I want to go with you! That is my cousin that Will has! I want to know what kind of monster we're dealing with!"

Jim replied, "Trust me...you don't need to see this to know how dangerous Will is and what he did to Caitlin! She's already told you what happened to her...yes?"

Luke replied, "Yes...she did."

Daisy shot out, "Luke, I've already witnessed Will's cruelty...you don't want to see what is on that tape."

Jesse said, "Luke is right...I want to know what this Will character is capable of...best way to know how to stop him!"

Since he was not going to convince them to let him view the tapes alone, Jim said, "Let's go...but this is police evidence...that is what I'm going to be looking for!"

Luke and Jesse followed Jim into Boss's office, leaving Daisy, Enos, and the others alone. Inside Boss's office, Jim found and loaded one of the tapes into the videotape machine and turned on the television. Will's voice was heard telling whoever was behind the camera to make them look innocent...and that Caitlin wanted them to do this to her...to kill her husband. Then in fast forward motion, the three men watched in silence as Scott and Ray grabbed a man dressed in a thick bathrobe and began hitting him with their guns. Will held a screaming Caitlin against him. He forced her to watch as her husband's beaten and broken body was dragged away. His voice was heard calling out his love for her in a desperate, defiant, and fighting tone. Then an eerie silence came over the video. Muffled voices and a deep sorrowful weeping were then heard. Caitlin's body was seen landing on a glass table, it breaking underneath her...her face and arms becoming sliced and bloody. Will grabbed her wrists and encased them together in leather cuffs. His voice was heard berating her for betraying him, for marrying another man. Will swore vengence and barked out oders fo Drew to be taken out and disposed of. Then he pulled Caitlin out of view of the camera. Then the camera recorded Jack and Ray taking her husband's limp body out of the cabin a gun held to his head...very loud gunshots and the sound of the glass of the windows to the cabin rattling, some breaking from the force of the gunshots. Caitlin's voice was heard screaming in terror out of view. She was then heard begging Will and Bronco to stop coming after her, to leave her a lone. The picture went black and when more pictures came through, the camera faced a large four-poster bed, a woman whose damp and tangled hair covered her tearful, bruised and black eye. Her bound arms were stained with the blood from the cuts of glass. Will was standing at the foot of the bed with Bronco against the wall and Jack standing nearest to the camera. They were laughing. Will rubbed his hands together and offered Bronco his turn. The three men pulled their captive to her knees. Will grabbed her leather encased wrists and attached a length of chain to the end, bottom bed-rail, while Bronco and Jack each bound one of her ankles to each of the side bed-rails.

The three men watching the tape watched in morbid captivation. Each sickened as they heard Will get Caitlin to beg him to "make love to her again"...then he ordered her "thank him for killing her husband". She had hesitated and felt the sting of Will's ringed hand coming backwards against her face. He nodded and Bronco's nude body climbed onto the mattress behind Caitlin. Her voice was heard weeping. Her sorrow was almost child-like, her mind not fully comprehending what was happening to her anymore...a resignation to the nightmare she could not wake up from. She could barely hold her own head up and she wept for her father, then incoherently calling out to Drew to help her. Jack handed Will something small, black and strapped between two pieces of leather bands. He suggested, "Will, since she will not use her mouth to speak her gratitude to me for ridding her of our problem, I think she could show me in a different way....." Will laughed, " yes, my friend it was the bullets from your gun that erased Drew's life! Here, with my gratitude for a job well done," and he took the object from Jack. Jack pulled Caitlin's head back by her hair while Will forced a black ring between her teeth and Jack tied the ends off behind her head. Her screams were heard because at the same moment Bronco had entered her body from behind her....

Jim turned off that tape...remarking, "We've seen enough...there it is...Jack was the one who fired the shot that killed Drew and Will ordered it done...not Caitlin as Will tried to convince the prosecutor.... this tape proves she was attacked as she said to us two years ago! The version of this tape given to the prosecutor only showed Will and his friends going into the cabin, a very drugged Caitlin laughing as she begged Will to rid her of her boring husband." Jim fast forwarded through the rest of the tape until they found another section showing Bronco and Will cleaning Caitlin up, Jack injecting her arm with something and then putting her in front of the camera. She was limp, the make up she now wore barely hiding her injuries. Will carefully talked her through what she was supposed to say on tape. She did laugh, but the sound was sarcastic and hard. Then she dutifully repeated her script. The sound of sirens was heard on the tape. Will, Jack, and Bronco released Caitlin from the rope that held her to her chair. She fell lifelessly to the ground...the video picture went black. Jim changed video's and the three men watched Caitlin seducing Will and getting him to talk about his crimes...where evidence was hidden...where the gun was...names of people in His and His father's organization...names of Judges, Police officers, FBI Agents in their pocket. Will even bragged about the agent that kept revealing Caitlin's hiding places to him every time she escaped. The next scene was Caitlin standing in front of the camera talking to Jim...she was rigid and crying. She spat, "I hope you've got what you need to put this ass behind bars, Jim. I got everything!"

Jim had a hard time clearing his throat. His anger was near boiling, but he carefully kept it controlled as he spoke back to the TV, "Yes, you did...little Caitlin. You got more than I thought you would get. Hold on! I'm coming to get you!"

Jim looked to see the horrified and stunned faces of Luke and Jesse. He admonished, "I told you it was going to bad."

Luke slammed his fist into the door and then left the room. Jesse remarked, "You know, the only way to deal with these animals is to shoot them!"

Back inside the main office, Jim placed the videotapes with the other evidence on the table. He searched the box again and pulled out a large locked jewelry box. With a pair of metal cutters supplied by Cooter, Jim opened the box...there was nothing inside. That is until Jim turned the box over and discovered a false bottom to the box. He broke open the bottom door to find a 357 magnum wrapped in brown paper. A note inside read, "Bo, if you are reading this...that means Will has returned and I'm dead! Take this to Atlanta..." She had written a phone number and address. A second piece of paper was address to Jim. It was a list of all the evidence she had on Will...including everything on the computer disks that lay under the gun. She had written angrily, "Don't wait to use this in a court of law, Jim...kill him! Like you promised me!"

The door of the courthouse burst open and Cletus rushed in to announce, "I think something is wrong...something's happened. I just saw that Ray character hiding his motorcycle behind Cooter's garage in the alley. I followed him ..."

Jim Brooks motioned Cletus to be quiet. He called everyone in the room into a tight circle and said quietly, "I'll bet they've escaped from Will. He's hoping we'll lead him right to them."

Luke said, "But they could be anywhere! I told Caitlin long ago that there are places in those hills she and Bo could go where no one could find them...Bo knows some that I don't know about."

Jim replied, "That's actually a good thing, Luke. Gives me time to get more of my people down here. By morning, I want to have rounded up all of Will's thugs and get them here. We'll see to finding Caitlin and Bo when they are completely safe from harm."

Daisy volunteered, "I know a way to find them. Brie escaped from us today...I'll bet if we find and follow her...we'll find Caitlin."

Jim nodded, "Good...then in the morning we'll meet at Caitlin's house. Luke, you will look on horseback...and don't worry about breaking your parole...I will take care of everything. If you need to cross county lines...do so!"

Luke remarked in a deadly tone, "I was planning to do that anyway."


No one slept the rest of the night. Will learned from Ray that Jim Brooks had arrived in Hazzard and that Caitlin's evidence was in his possession. Will was furious...becoming out of control with anger and determined to get Caitlin. One by one, Will's thugs began to desert him. None of them wanted to be arrested. But as each tried to get out of the area, they were stopped by a newly arrived FBI agent until only Will, Bronco, and Jack were left. Jack and Bronco promised to remain loyal to Will no matter what. Bronco did because he wanted to be the one to kill Caitlin to get revenge for humiliating him. Jack because he had been loyal to Will's father first and wanted to prevent Caitlin from testifying and putting them in jail no matter what the cost. He swore that if he was going to jail for murder...he might as well go for killing her and her new boyfriend too.

The last of Will's thugs to be caught was Ray. He was found by Luke still trying to get information to pass on to Will outside of the courthouse the next morning. Luke didn't even bother to call for assistance, but grabbed Ray by the collar and pummeled him into the ground. Using his boxing skills, Luke unleashed his anger and frustrations out on Ray's face. He called him a "Bastard" for touching his Cousin Daisy! Luke would have killed Ray...as his temper got hotter each time he threw another punch, but Daisy had seen him and went to get one of the many new FBI agents that swarmed around Hazzard County Courthouse...their new base of operations until Will was found and brought in. Daisy ran into the office and warned Brooks about what Luke was doing. Brooks grabbed three of his best men and headed outside. It took them all to separate Luke from Ray...Brooks yelling at Luke to calm down and stop. Brooks instructed one of the agents to call an ambulance then told Daisy to get Luke over to Caitlin's and back on Aidan. He told Luke to stay away from Hazzard until Bo and Caitlin were found.

Instead, Luke watched Ray being treated by some paramedics. When Ray was handcuffed to a stretcher and carted away in the ambulance, Luke made his way back into the courthouse. There he found Jim Brooks and another Agent interrogating Scott. They were trying to find out where Will was...where had they taken Caitlin and Bo before they escaped. Brooks used every trick to pull what he needed out of Scott. But Scott refused to speak...he kept repeating that he had the right to remain silent...that he wanted a lawyer and he wasn't saying anything until his got there. Brooks said that they did not have time to wait for Scott's attorney to arrive from New York. Scott shrugged and gloated that Brooks would just have to wait then. Luke lunged for Scott who had been partially handcuffed to the chair he was sitting in...Rick watching from the nearby jail cell. Luke got in Scott's face and said, "You better tell me what you know! I am no cop! I don't have to listen to their rules!"

Brooks told Luke to shut up...that if he got Scott to say anything it would be unusable in a court of law. Luke shouted that he didn't care...he was going to make Scott point out the spot they had taken Bo to on a map if he had to smash his face into table to do it. Brooks motioned to two of his officers...the same two who had pulled Luke off Ray only moments before. They held him back...as Brooks got in Scott's face. He said, "Now, Scott! You have a choice...you can accept that local public defender sitting in the corner over there doing nothing and tell me what I need to know. Or I'm going to drop all charges and have my deputies take you out of the police station. I will not be able to protect you from Mr. Duke here, or his family, or the rest of this town! I can't arrest them all."

Another agent knelt down next to Scott's other ear and said, "You know if we let you go, and you survive the beating Duke and his kin give you...you'll have to worry about what your friend over there will tell Sharp and Dannon. Do you think you'll be alive much longer after they learn you betrayed them?"

Scott was about to tell Brooks to go to hell, but Luke shook off his guards and again lunged for Scott's neck. Brooks and the agent beside Scott blocked Luke but let him get close enough for Scott to see the hatred and determination on Luke's face. Brooks instructed his officers, "Cuff him if he fights you again! Now HOLD HIM!" To Scott, Brooks said, "Well...I'm waiting!"

Scott pretended to hold his breath calling on Brooks bluff. Brooks nodded and his assistant took the handcuff linking Scott to his chair from his wrist. Brooks announced loudly so Rick could hear, "I don't need him anymore...get him out of my sight!" To Scott he said, "You are free, Mr. Scott. I am dropping all charges. You better leave Hazzard while you are still breathing...if you can."

Brooks assistant chided, "Good Luck!" They turned as if to ignore him. Scott started to stand up to leave...he was going to escape while he could...didn't want to take a chance on Brooks changing his mind. Scott walked past Daisy who stuck her foot out to trip him. She threatened him, "You should be more careful where you walk. Lots of accidents happen in this part of the country."

Upon passing Boss Hogg, he heard Boss remark off-handed to Rosco, "Do you remember where we stashed that last stranger that came into Hazzard?"

Rosco replied, "You mean the one who wouldn't pay their speeding ticket! I don't remember...but no one's heard from him and no one ever came looking for him here." Rosco then grabbed Scott's neck and shoved him towards the door, "You better get, Son! I'm not in the mood to clean up after Luke again!"

Scott was about to exit the room when Uncle Jesse came through with his double barrel shot gun announcing that he was ready to kill any of Will's Thugs that hurt his new "Daughter-in-law". Scott's eyes bulged and he pushed his way back to Brooks. He came up against Luke still struggling to get away from the agents keeping him in line. Luke got in Scott's face and said, "Ready to take this outside!"

Scott sat down in the interrogation chair, cuffed himself to it, and said, "You win, Brooks...I confess...I sent one of the bullets into Caitlin's husband! I helped kidnap her!"

Brooks retrieved a piece of paper and said, "Wait, Scott. Are you sure you don't want an attorney...your lawyer...you have the right to remain silent! Remember anything you say now I will use against you in a court of law!"

Scott grabbed the paper and quickly signed the waiver to an attorney. He said, "What I got to say I don't need no lawyer! Just keep those people away from me and get me home to New York!"

Brooks thrust a map in front of Scott's face and said, "Show me where you last saw Caitlin and Bo!" Scott quickly pointed everything out to them...and freely answered every question Brooks put to him. Brooks let his assistant continue the interrogation while he went over to Luke and Daisy and said, "Here's where Will's hideout was...where Caitlin and Bo escaped from them last night. Scott assured me that Will has no idea where they are and is still looking for them too. So go...get those horses and find them!"

Luke's temper did calm a bit and he realized that he almost killed Ray and Scott with his bare hands. He was frustrated at not being able to find Bo and Caitlin though he had looked the entire night. With the new information provided by Scott, Daisy convinced Luke to try again and the two of them found The General and headed back to Rose Barn. Brooks and several of his agents followed them out of the courthouse and into the countryside.


In their small cabin hideaway, the lovers slept...resting before having to face the chaos around them again. A streak of sunshine cut a trail through the window to Caitlin's face. She squinted, even in sleep, at the invasion coming through her eyelids. Squinting caused her to wince in pain. Her right eye had swollen almost shut and it had crusted over with blood. She knocked Bo in the face as she reached up to try to brush away the offending light. Again she felt pain as her finger tips came in contact with her eyes. She was becoming over frustrated and more awake. Bo only stirred a moment to pull her back against him. During the night they had lay within the safety of each others arms...Caitlin resting her back against Bo's chest...Bo's head nestled against Caitlin's...his arms clamping her to him like a child holding his favorite teddy bear.

Caitlin tried to go back to sleep but the sun refused to move. In addition, her body had awakened to feel stiff, sore, and in slight pain from the torture she had been through the night before. She sat up suddenly realizing where she was and how she got there. She held her side as Bo turned away from her. She bit her lip to prevent herself from crying out. She did not want to wake Bo. She closed her eyes trying to push away her body's complaints. Looking about the small cabin with her good eye...she realized it was not a run down shack like the one Will wanted to keep her in last night. This had been used often by she guessed were hunters or fisherman. Several sizes of fishing poles and tackle boxes lined the shelves of one wall. There was a rifle rack, but it was empty. The furnishings were simple. She smiled as she saw a wood-burning stove at the back of the cabin...a fireplace next to it. There was a refrigerator, but she could tell that it had been unplugged. Her stomach lurched a bit and she knew she was hungry. As she stood up though, she remembered her broken bathing suit. She buttoned the blouse she wore to make sure she did not lose her top.

Caitlin stood up from the bed and stretched out the kinks of sleeping in such a cramped position within Bo's arms. She smiled at the discomfort...realizing how much she would miss it. She gently brushed the hair away from Bo's eyes and said, "I love you!" She added, "Stay and sleep my love. I'm going to find us breakfast."

She exited the cabin as quiet as possible. Once outside, she took a good look of her surroundings. She smiled, "Bo was right. This place is very well hidden. I can't even see past the trees to the field outside this thicket." She scanned the area and found a sturdy reed basket. Then she went for a walk. She found a water-pumped well with a bucket hanging from the spout. She knelt gratefully and began pumping as hard and fast as she could. The moment the first drops of water poured out onto the ground, she stuck her face under the faucet. The cold water stung at first as it scraped away the dried blood that stuck to the scabbed over cuts and bruises. She removed her blouse and skirt and cupped her hands to catch the water to wash her body as best as she could. She examined her wrists where they were cut with deep welts from the rope and then the leather cuffs. There was a bruise pattern in the shape of a chain around her waist. She continued to bath in the cold water until she no longer felt the sting, but felt her skin become numb. The icy water helped to reduce the swelling of her eye a bit and she could see out of it again. She then drank very deeply of the water, letting it cascade into her mouth, spilling out over her chin and spotting her torn bathing suit. Finally, she held her breath as she pumped more water up from the well and plunged her head underneath the water, washing away the dirt and grime in her hair. As she bathed, she imagined herself also becoming clean of the damage that Will tried to do to her the night before, the damage he did to her when he killed her husband. Her tears mingled with the water and her heart wanted revenge. Bo's voice vowing to love her and protect her, his lips worshiping her skin the night before filled her head. She felt her stomach grumble and her eyes found something wonderful growing nearby the well.

Inside the cabin, the empty spot he felt next to him disturbed Bo's sleep. He rolled back over to take Caitlin back into his arms. His eyes opened with a start and he jumped up when he realized Caitlin was not with him anymore. He called out, "Caitlin!" He rose out of the bed and looked around the cabin, "Caitlin! Where...?" The cabin had been deserted and Bo ran out the door calling her name.

Caitlin had heard him calling her as she made her way back to the cabin. She had redressed herself again wearing her torn skirt and blouse. She had buttoned the blouse to keep her bathing suit from falling off. She didn't want to shout back to him, so she hurried back to the door. It opened and he crashed outside, yelling for her as she approached. When he stopped screaming her name, she tapped his shoulder and said, "I'm right here, Darlin'. You don't have to shout." Bo pulled her into his arms and gazed into her very satisfied smile.

He scolded, "Where did you go!"

Caitlin explained very innocently, "Just to get these! I didn't want to wake you. I hope you are hungry."

He staggered, "You mean you scared me to death because you are hungry! You took off without me to get food! What if someone had seen you!"

Caitlin shrugged, "Not just because I was hungry. I also needed to clean up. I...my body felt like a punching bag...and I needed....I was careful. I made sure to stay within the trees...no one saw me...I promise." She pushed him out of her way with the basket and said, "Come see what I found!" She set the basket on the table and produced several handfuls of strawberries. She said, "These were growing in a huge wild patch just beyond the house. But as I was picking them, the aroma of frying bacon came steaming past my nose! I had to follow the scent. I found a small hen house with a smoke house nearby. So I got us breakfast!"

She pulled out several eggs and a small smoked ham bone from the basket. Bo shook his head in disbelief, "Did you steal that. You know I am friends with the guy that owns that house!"

Caitlin remarked, "Really! Is that how you knew to come here?"

Bo said, "Yes. Luke and I used this place a long time ago to go fishing...there is a lake on the other side of this thicket. Now, Luv...did you steal these?"

Caitlin huffed indignantly, "What kind of person do you think I am! Of course I didn't steal them...wasn't able to ask for them...so I left the few dollars I had in my blouse's pocket stuffed inside on the owner's hams inside the smoke house. Was that all right, MY Luv! Are you Happy with me?" She was teasing him, her good eye twinkling. She tried to smile, but was forced to quit, "OUCH!" she flinched. She raised her hand to finger where Will's ring had cut the side of her cheek. The cut extended from her right eye down along her cheek bone to her mouth.

Bo's eyes looked at her in concern, taking mental note of all her injuries in the light of day. He gently turned her face to the left to get a better look at her eye. It was still swollen but there was not trace of blood. The cut on her face had re-opened and bled a tiny bit from her smile. It was then he noticed her wet hair and felt her damp skirt pressing against his thigh. He asked, "You were able to take a bath?"

Caitlin remarked, "I wish. No, I found a water-pumped well near the strawberries...well I actually found that first. I didn't want my wounds to get infected and I couldn't stand...well the smell...ummm. She looked away not wanting to explain further. Her eyes were concerned that he was angry with her.

Bo grimaced. Then he shook his head, gruffly took her chin in his, and kissed her mouth. "I do understand, my Silly Caiti-girl!"

Caitlin held herself from falling the moment Bo let her go. She liked that breathless feeling he left her after they kissed. She grinned, "Keep that up, Mr. Duke, and there won't be any breakfast!"

Bo laughed, "Sure there will...just not food!"

Caitlin went over to the stove and her face became tense and worried. Bo asked her what was wrong. She again bit her lip and asked, "Do you think it will be safe to make a fire...to cook? What if someone sees the smoke and decides to take a closer look?"

Bo soothed, "I think it will be all right. There is some firewood out back...I'll get it." He added, "This place is so well hidden...no one but Luke or Uncle Jesse would be able to find us for days or weeks."

That thought caused Caitlin to think about being found and the consequences to that. She wished allowed, "If only that were true...if we could stay here...like this forever... without the real world intruding on us..."

Bo brought the wood through the door and noticed Caitlin staring off into space, her eyes in that far away place he had seen before. It was a sadness he could not reach no matter how hard he tried. He took the wood to the stove, set it down, and reached out to hold her. He asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Caitlin tried to smile. She replied, "My father...being found...rescued."

Bo didn't have to hear anymore. He let his love do the talking for him...hoping it would cheer her up again. He offered, "Let's get this breakfast you found for us done. We have a lot of walking to do."

Caitlin mused, "And Will thought he was so clever bringing us here," and began preparing the ham to be cooked as Bo got the fire going inside the stove. He helped Caitlin locate an iron skillet and spatula. As she cooked, she asked who the cabin belonged to and Bo told her that it was an abandoned cabin used by everyone. It used to be a hideout for stills, but not since Jesse promised not to make the stuff anymore. Within a few minutes, Caitlin had breakfast on the table...a slice of ham and eggs surrounded by cut fresh strawberries for dessert covered each of the metal plates Bo pulled out from one of the cabinets and washed off. Bo had also brought them back some ice-cold water from the well.

The couple sat down together to enjoy the food. Midway through her eggs, Caitlin heard a familiar sound just outside the cabin. She went to the door to find Brianna waiting for her in the center of the field eating grass. The horse looked up at her and waved her head in greeting. She whinnied loudly at Caitlin...as if saying, "I'm here...let's go home!"

Caitlin smiled, "We've been rescued, Bo...I don't think we'll have to walk after all."

Bo held her back. He warned, "How do you know she isn't a trap set by Will...that he didn't bring her here to smoke you out?"

Caitlin argued, "Because, Bo, Brie trusts no one...as you well know! Brie would not let Will or any of his other thugs within 20 feet of her. You remember how long it took her to even tolerate you!"

Bo returned, "But what if he followed her...let her escape from your barn and then just followed her!"

Caitlin nodded, "You might be right, Bo...but We can't just leave her out there if that is the case! And now we have a way home! Are you coming or not!" Caitlin didn't wait for him to answer. She ran out of the cabin...emerged from the thicket to meet her beloved Brianna with Bo hurrying after her.

The barreling of The General through the trees interrupted Caitlin's approach toward Brianna. The sound of another car engine coming towards them pulled their attention to a jeep easily speeding past the General, blocking his way to the Cabin. Behind the General, Jim Brooks and two of his assistants rode in one of the Hazzard County police cars. Immediately one of the agents jumped from the car and opened fire on the jeep causing Will to slam on his breaks. Now it was Will's jeep that was blocked by the General and the police car. Will held Brooks at bay with an automatic rifle waving at them. He held that pointed at Brooks and his pistol pointed at Caitlin. He said, "Brooks! Get out of here! I'm not going down without making sure Caitlin or her boy dies first!"

Brooks returned, "Give up, Sharp. You know we have your father in custody in New York and the rest of your men locked up in a jail cell in Hazzard. I will not hesitate to shoot to kill you! Sharp...not after all you've put me through!"

Will looked to the other edge of the field...he was waiting for Bronco to act. Bronco had dropped from the jeep to crawl over to get Caitlin. They knew if they could just get to her, they would be able to get away. Bo, however, estimated his intent and as soon as Bronco was close enough to strike Caitlin, Bo pushed Caitlin to the ground and lunged for Bronco's waist...landing him to the ground...his fist into his face. Luke ran past Brooks to help his cousin...they started to take turns at Bronco. Jack rode into the field on his motorcycle tearing past The General, Brooks, and Will's jeep. He slowed long enough to pull Caitlin onto his bike and force her to ride with him back to Will's jeep.

Bo and Luke stopped their attack on Bronco in shock. Will fired a shot into the air to gain control of the situation. He ordered, "Brooks! Back off! You want to this beautiful creature to suffer!" Will turned to Jack who had Caitlin by her arm pulling her off his bike. Will said, "Bring her to me, Jack!"

While Bronco retrieved his gun, Jack held Caitlin as a shield against himself tightly around her waist. She was kicking him hard and trying to make him fall. But he held her arms to her sides and dragged her with him. Bo tried to intervene, but Bronco turned his gun on Bo and said, "Come on, Pretty Boy, give me a reason to kill you! Make Caitlin watch you die!"

From behind the police car's door, Brooks called out, "Will! Stop this! Let Caitlin Go! I will hunt you down! Dead or Alive I will get you!"

Will laughed...Jack forcing Caitlin to get into the jeep. As soon as she was within arms reach, Will took her by her waist and made her stay in front of him. He said, "Oh I think as long as I have My Rose with me my luck will be good. Remember Brooks...If you don't let me leave and get to that plane waiting for me...I'll kill her...slowly! Piece by Piece...you wouldn't want her to suffer because you were stupid would you!"

Brooks temper was smoldering. He tried to tire Will out...keep him busy until more of his agents arrived to help. It was a stand off and he knew it. He raised his weapon willing to take any opportunity to get a shot off. But Will caught him and ordered, "Don't take another step, Brooks! I mean it!"

Caitlin tried to squirm against him. She mashed her foot into his unsuccessfully. He just grabbed her hair and told her to be still. A rustling of the trees distracted everyone as Daisy came charging through on Aidan. Jack took the opportunity to force Caitlin's hands together and bound them over her head to the back bar on the jeep. He warned her, "You won't be escaping from Will this time, Our Rose! I'm not as clumsy as Bronco is!"

Will ignited the jeep's engine and punched the accelerator. Bronco was about to jump aboard, but Daisy raced past him knocking his gun to the ground again. In Will's desire to get away, he turned the jeep sharply around almost tipping the thing over. Jack was knocked out to the ground as Will sped away. Bo did not hesitate and used the opportunity given him to jump into the back of the jeep. Will tried to see him, and demanded, "What happened to Jack?"

Caitlin accused, "Your bad driving knocked him out. The cops are surrounding him right now!" Her tone was joyful. She turned to see Jack and Bronco being handcuffed while Daisy and Luke scrambled to get into the General, and Brooks got behind the wheel of his borrowed Police car to go after Will.

Will watched that too through his rearview mirror. He looked at Caitlin and ordered, "Keep quiet, My Rose! The end is almost here...we're leaving this place!" He turned and looked at Bo trying to hide behind the driver's seat out of Will's sight. Will ordered, "Mr. Duke. Please join me up here!"


In the General, Luke radioed Brooks and told him of a plan to stop them. He also told Brooks that they needed to get to them soon because he knew the road they had turned down after leaving the field was dangerous. If they did not stop them then Caitlin, Bo, and Will would be dead.

Again Will ordered Bo to come to the passenger seat of the jeep. Bo sighed in frustration, but took the opportunity to slip Caitlin his pocketknife. He helped her bring her hands down the bar to a place where she could reach it easier. He jumped in the passenger seat and tried to distract Will from Caitlin's attempts to free her hands. Bo looked at the road they were on and warned, "Sharp...you need to change course...stop this! You don't know where you are Going and you're going to get us all killed!"

Will lashed out, "You are lying!"

Bo said, "No, I'm not. There is a large gorge ahead...too large to jump...and the bridge is out...has been for months."

Will accused, "You are willing to say anything to take Caitlin away from me...to make me go to jail! If the bridge was out there would be a sign!"

Bo said...his frustration mounting...his eyes watching as Caitlin cut into the first rope, freeing one of her hands, "There was a sign you idiot. A drunk driver knocked it out! That same drunk driver ended up dead after his car went over the side!"

Will stuck to his heels...he knew his world was ending. He did not want to face his father...did not want to go to jail. He also knew that he would get the death penalty anyway...and he decided he would choose the way he was going to die...not the law. He looked at Bo and then at Caitlin. He wanted to take them with him...if he had to die, then Caitlin would too! He remarked, "Then Mr. Duke, My Rose, We die together!"

Caitlin remarked, "You are Crazy!"

Behind them Rosco came up with Jesse and Enos; Cooter in his truck; Brooks; and Luke with Daisy beside him coming up fast. Luke sped past them all and got directly behind the speeding jeep. Jesse radioed, "Luke, Can you stop them?"

Luke replied, "I hope so!" Luke looked at Daisy and said, "Let's do it!"

Daisy nodded and pulled herself out the side window of the General to sit on the door. She held on for her life...Luke trying to drive and make sure she didn't fall out at the same time. Luke handed her a bow and one of the arrows with the explosive attached. Daisy fitted the arrow into the bow, aimed at the rear wheel well of the jeep, and with a "Wish me Luck!" She fired at the jeep. The arrow flew directly to its target, sank deep into the tire and then exploded causing the whole tire to break off...causing the jeep to twist and turn as Will struggled to remain in control.

Caitlin saw the approaching edge and screamed as she pulled the last of the rope from her wrist. She was finally free. She put the knife to Will's throat and ordered him to stop the car. Will ignored her...the jeep rumbling along on the rim. Daisy was preparing to fire another arrow. Caitlin tried again to get Will to stop, but he yelled that he wanted to die and was going to take her with him. Bo grabbed Caitlin and without waiting, jumped with her from the jeep. He used his body to protect her as they rolled to the ground and then stopped. They landed just in time to see the jeep with Will still inside go crashing over the edge...a fiery explosion evaporating into the air. Caitlin ran towards the edge, Bo making sure she did not go over too. She buried her face in his shoulder in horror over where she would have gone had he not pushed her out. She was very thankful to be breathing at that moment. Her tears flowed down her cheeks as the adrenaline she'd been using to keep herself calm drained away. She felt herself going limp in Bo's arms. He held her up repeating, "I've got you, Caiti-Girl. You are Safe! You are free! We've won!"

Caitlin's brain screamed, "Have I won?" just as they were joined by Daisy, Luke, and Jesse. Caitlin hugged Daisy, "I am so sorry about yesterday! You saved my life just now!"

The hugs and the questions about their well-being and safety went on and on until Bo shouted for everyone to quiet down and assured, "We're fine! We're fine!"

From the sidelines, Jim Brooks waited for Caitlin to finish being loved by her friends. She noticed him and immediately sought his hug. He had become like a father to her...a knight in shining armor to her in the last two years. She asked, "Is he really dead! Is this really over?"

Jim Brooks hugged her letting himself cry in relief. He held her away from him examining her now black and very bruised eye, the injuries to her face and arms. He lightly caressed her eye and kissed her forehead. He assured, "You saw what I did, Sweetheart. Your Uncle and Father are going to be so proud of you when they hear about all of this."

Caitlin blushed and replied guiltily, "Well not all. They will not be pleased with how I got that evidence. Did you see it all?" Her skin became very red with extreme embarrassment. She realized if he did see the evidence...then he watched her being raped.

Jim said, "I saw only what I needed to make my case. Now introduce me to the guy Atlanta called your "country lucky charm."

Caitlin blushed again, "Jim, this is Bo Duke. Bo this is Jim Brooks."

The two men shook hands. Jesse interrupted their introductions and called for a celebration. Caitlin and Bo's eyes locked in sadness. Jim gave Caitlin a stern look and said, "You Uncle is waiting for you at your place now."

Caitlin nodded, "I thought he might be. Have you heard anything about my father?"

Jim replied, "Not me, too busy here. Charley will be able to fill you in on that."

Caitlin tried to laugh; "I thought Uncle Charles forbade you from ever calling him that after that last poker pot you won from him."

Jim extracted Caitlin from The Dukes and led her to his borrowed police car. "He did," Jim replied, "but you know I never listen. Now let's get you home."

Caitlin's eyes met Bo's in a silent good-bye. She pleaded with him to follow her before getting into the car and Jim Brooks drove her home.

Jesse came up behind Bo and questioned, "What was that all about...why did she just leave like that?"

Bo responded, "It's is complicated, Uncle Jesse. But she needs to go take care of her father and mother right now...he's got to go into surgery and she needs to go home." Bo refused to talk about it anymore. All he wanted now was a shower and clean clothes, but first he wanted to meet Caitlin's Uncle...to make sure the man did not blame him for Caitlin's capture! He wanted to make his intentions to marry Caitlin to him. Jesse could see that Bo did not want to talk, as did Luke and Daisy. There needed to be some explaining to do from Caitlin. The Dukes were soon settling into their vehicles and on their way to The Rose Barn.

The trail of cars following Jim Brooks halted along Caitlin's driveway. There was a mass of confusion going on as movers and horse handlers worked to pack Caitlin's things and get her ready to leave. Bo noticed a truck being loaded with Caitlin's Viper. His eyes rested on a long black limousine resting in the parking spot the Viper once occupied. Caitlin threw herself from the police car and a launched herself into the arms of the gentlemen who emerged from the back of the limousine. It was obvious that he was Caitlin's Uncle. They shared the same shape and shade of green eyes. This man looked to a kind man. He held Caitlin for a long time without even speaking to her. Bo pulled himself out of The General listening to Caitlin sob her sentiments of missing her family and being thankful that Will was dead.

The man turned to Brooks, turned Caitlin's bruised face to him as if Brooks had not seen it before and demanded, "So will this finally get Sharp Sr. behind bars for good, Jim?" His voice carried a faint hint of Irish brogue. Again he held his niece in the safety of his arms.

Brooks said, "You know I can't make any guarantees, Charles. Anything can happen. Sharp has some very good attorneys working for him, that was why I was forced to move so slowly. But this time I made sure to cross every "T" and dot every "I"."

Caitlin's Uncle Charles asked, "I know that. Just tell me that our Caitlin can come home. That her tormentors are going away for a very long time!"

Brooks nodded happily, "That I say with certainty. Bronco and Jack should each get a needle. Caitlin will have to testify, but the video tapes she gave me, the gun that I've already locked up for transport back to New York...all of that will not be overlooked by any jury." Upon seeing the accusing look in Caitlin's eyes...and remembering the last time he had said that to her and several key files she had stolen for him had disappeared in transport...he assured, "I am personally taking that box of yours with me. It has not left my side...go look...it's in the backseat of that police car right now!"

Caitlin smiled as Bo joined the group. Brooks also noticed him and said, "Charles, I want you to meet the man who kept Will from doing any more harm to Our Caiti-girl."

Charles warmly grabbed Bo in a big bear hug, saying, "Come here, Lad! I am so grateful my wee-Caitlin found you here, Mr. Duke! You can bet my family will reward you and yours very well. Did Brooks tell you about the reward that has been out on Will and his thugs for two years now! You'll have to come to New York to testify at their trial...but don'a worry about a thing my boy!" He was about to offer it to Bo...but the look of offense that crept across Bo's face disturbed Charles.

Bo retorted, "I didn't save her for any reward, Sir."

Caitlin knew Bo had misunderstood her Uncle. Charles saw the hurt in both Caitlin and Bo's eyes...and the mixture of love and sadness they exchanged every time they looked at each other. He looked at Caitlin and asked, "Is this yer lad in the newspaper picture then? The one mentioned in every telegram that managed to get through to us these past few weeks?"

Caitlin nodded, "Yes, Uncle Charles."

Charles replied, "I see. Mr. Duke, I apologize for my rudeness. I did not mean to imply you were doing this for money. My desire was truly to thank you for giving back to my family this precious jewel of ours. Her Papa and Mama would give all they had and more just to see her again safe and sound."

Caitlin touched her Uncle's shoulder until he looked at her. She asked, "How is Papa? Mama? What have the doctors said?"

Charles informed while the rest of the Duke family listened in...Bo holding Caitlin's hand in comfort, "Tis bad, Child. I'll not lie to you. The doctor wants to do surgery to remove a bit of bullet from his heart."

Caitlin asked, "How many times was he shot, Uncle?" Charles hesitated and Caitlin demanded, "How many times?"

Charles replied, "Three, My Lass. One grazed his face, the secon' went clean through his neck, and da' third exploded into his chest...some found the way to his spine and one piece went to his heart. But the stubborn fool won't let them get that one until he sees you! Your mother is doing her usual ordering everyone around and organizing things! But she needs her daughter, Lass. You remind me so much of her...strong and determined. But the strain of these last few years has taken a lot out of her. You know she was with Collin when he was shot. She was fired on too, but your father pushed her down and shielded her. Now she just sits beside his hospital bed talking about how much she loves him...reading all their love letters to each other from their youth. She believes he's listening even when he slips in and out sleep."

Caitlin gasped, "Oh my god!" Her heart burst with new shed tears and she closed herself within Charles' arms. Charles soothed her hair, "Don't, My Wee Caiti-Girl, I can't handle it when you cry! You know until your cousins marry you're the only daughter I'll ever have...so I'm not lying to ya when I tell you she is all right...everything is going to be all right."

Caitlin challenged, "Then you think Papa will come out of this alive? He's not going to die?"

Charles replied, "Now I didn't say that. That is why we must hurry, Lass. We need to get to Atlanta and catch the first plane home. Your things will be back at your brownstone in no time and the horses will be at O'Toole Stables in a few days."

That was not a pleasant thought either for her. She was torn between wanting to go to her parents and wanting to stay...torn between taking her place as head of her father's company and wanting to come back to Hazzard...to her Bo! Caitlin looked around at the dismantling of her home. She asked, "I don't suppose..."

Charles saw the wheels turning in his niece's head and he replied, "Lass, Don't even go there with me. You've known your duty to your family all your life and what was going to be expected of you! It's a shame you can't go on with your plans just yet...but patience!" To Bo, Charles said, "It won't be that long, Man! Can you wait for her!"

Caitlin saw Bo's hurt and confusion. She made him look at her and took him aside. She said, "Remember what we talked about last night! I tried to explain last night!"

Bo said, "I understand that, Caitlin. I just don't understand why all your possessions are being taken out of this house like you are never coming back! I don't understand why you can't go be with your father and then come back to me!"

Caitlin replied, "I want to! Don't you understand that! I Love you! But...I have work to do now...people that are counting on me...I can't be selfish!" Unable to face her future and its uncertainty with Bo, She looked back at her Uncle, Daisy, Luke, and Jesse. She saw the confused expressions from her Hazzard family...there was a mess she was going to be leaving behind and she had no time to clean it up.

Charles nudged, "Caiti, please go get changed. We do have a plane to catch."

Caitlin waited for Bo to tell her he loved her...to say he would wait...to say "Good-bye" Anything. But he refused to even look at her. He ran back to the General and started the engine. Caitlin turned and escaped into her house, fighting her way past the workman to her room. She was amazed to find the furniture covered again...her suitcases sitting at the bottom of the stairs. When she entered her bedroom, she found a large dress box wrapped in gold ribbon waiting for her. She opened it and realized it was from her mother. Beneath the tissue paper laid everything she would need to dress in to go home. Her mother did not miss a thing, including jewelry. There was a full flowing Sundress made of a very light crepe material. The colors were her favorites...a strong burgundy mixing with dusty rose pinks and forest greens on an ivory background. The bolero jacket was Ivory linen and Irish Lace. She found an antique-ivory slip that matched the dress's length. The hem, bodice, and thin shoulder straps were made of Irish Lace to accent the dress on the outside. Caitlin found it breathtaking. Caitlin, however, once showered and dressed, only retrieved the pair of diamond earrings from the box and added it to her usual pendant watch and the engagement ring Bo had given her. She piled some of her loose curls into a Grecian style twist...several strands escaping all over her neck and down her back in wisps of waves. She looked in the mirror to find a girl she had not seen in years...then again she no longer saw a girl, but a sophisticated woman who was expected to join her father's world.

Outside, Jesse and Charles talked about O'Toole's Whiskey, sharing a bit of their knowledge with each other. Charles had explained the difficulties with Caitlin's engagement to Bo to Jesse, Luke, and Daisy. He added, "If it was just a matter of her being cut out of his will and my brother was being a jerk, Jesse. Caiti would be fighting to stay here...she would not even be getting dressed right now. But there is more at stake here and she knows it."

Jesse nodded, "It something she has to do. She's been prepared for it all her life. It is just unfortunate that what she thought was perfect circumstances was a lie."

Daisy suggested, "But all is not lost forever, Is It?"

Caitlin had come from her house hearing Daisy's remark. She looked past The Dukes to the General where Bo sat brooding. Sadly she said, "I don't know, Daisy. Bo's hurt very bad. But no matter what happens between Bo and I, Daisy, you and I are friends!"

Daisy smiled, "You bet, Sugar!"

Caitlin returned, "And you will come to visit me soon in New York...won't you?"

Jim Brooks interjected, "She'll have to, Caitlin. She's going to be one of our star witnesses against Jack and Bronco."

Charles offered, "In that case, Jesse. You and your family must all stay with my family during the trial. It would be a pleasure to welcome you."

Jesse agreed.

Daisy sighed, "Oh my! The two of us in New York!"

Luke stepped forward. He had been silently listening to everything...trying to understand yet seeing Bo's side too. He knew he did not have a lot of time. Caitlin felt Luke come to her. Her eyes misted as she felt him squeeze her tightly to him in a brotherly hug. She thanked him for being there for her, for taking care of Ray. He let her go and she told him that she was jealous that he got to do what she had been longing to do for two years...send any one of Will's thugs to the hospital! Their laughter was interrupted by "Dixie" being blasted from The General.

From inside the General, Bo did not like or understand everyone just accepting Caitlin's decision to leave him, to leave Hazzard. He knew it might be forever. He feared that once she was back in Her beloved New York that she would lose her love for him and find someone else. His insecurities prevented him from enjoying the last few moments with his lover. Instead, he pouted in his car letting his family savor their last moments together.

Caitlin's eyes filled with tears and she made Luke promise to watch out for Bo, to protect him. She kissed Jesse's cheek then and he admonished her to stay out of trouble. She smiled at that and joked, "Well, Jesse, you know how they spell trouble, D U K E, here in Hazzard. My family spells it...C A I T ...you get the picture." Her joke lightened the mood a bit.

Charles indicated to his driver that they were ready to go. Caitlin almost allowed her uncle to help her into the back but instead she told him she would be right back. She hurried over to the General and knelt in the dirt to talk to Bo. She pleaded, "Look at me, Bo Duke! Please! This is so hard for both of us. I cannot even bring myself to say 'Good-bye' you have to know I did not want this to happen this way! You've got to tell me you understand...Please smile for me!"

Bo looked at his beautiful Caiti-Girl. He was awed how she was able to be more incredible each time he saw her. But This woman who knelt before him was not his Caitlin. Gone were the riding boots, the loose bandana tying back her hair as she cleaned...the bare feet under her gypsy skirt and the revealing blouses that billowed over her hands. He was dying to pull her into the house and love her into staying. Underneath he knew she was doing the right thing. She needed to take care of her family...her father and mother, the work her father did, the business he built that made Caitlin's life comfortable. He did understand, but his heart did not and he was angry with her for that! He started to speak but shook his head at her and remained silent. His arm had been resting along the open window of the car door. Caitlin knew it was a lost cause to get him to give up his pride and hurt to say good-bye to her. She hung her head and whispered, "You don't have to say anything, Bo Duke. You've said enough as it is." She took his hand in hers and very slowly and lovingly reverenced his skin with her lips. Her tears wet his skin, her eyelashes tickling his fingers. He couldn't even look at her and then she was gone, her voice reaching out to his ears with words of how much she loved him and would miss him till the day she died.

Caitlin entered her Uncle's embrace and Bo watched her knees buckle in her grief. Charles gently put her into the limousine's backseat and then he too entered the vehicle. The Duke family waved them and Jim Brooks off staying to see that the workman took good care of packing Caitlin's belongings. Daisy charged over to the General and hit Bo. "What is your problem, Bo Duke! All she wanted to hear from you was that you loved her! Her father is dying and all you can think about is yourself! I'm ashamed of you." Daisy did not wait for Bo to defend himself; she turned away from him and found a place to wait inside Jesse's truck.


An hour or so later, The Duke family were settling in and relaxing after their recent adventure and its not-so-happy ending. Bo sulked outside, viciously attacking several tree limbs with his pocketknife and muttering that Caitlin did not even say "good-bye" to him. His mind was filled with memories, his senses filled with every nuance of the woman he loved. The image of her clinging to her Uncle as she tried to get into the limousine stung his conscience. He wished he could go back and comfort her for facing the possible loss of her father. Their circumstances were not of her making and he just gave up. He knew he was being spiteful and selfish, thinking of his own pain. He just did not know how to react to losing her in the midst of finally being truly rid of Will Sharp and out of danger. Bo grabbed another thick stick to bury his knife into. He contemplated getting into the General and chasing after her...even if it meant driving all the way to New York. A new determination to get her back into his life entrenched itself inside him with each stroke of the knife. He promised that he would fight for her to come back to him even if it meant waiting for her forever. If only he could tell her.

The noise of an engine coming toward the house caught Bo's attention. It was Jim Brooks, Boss Hogg, and Boss Hogg's Lawyer. Bo ignored them...not concerned with whatever they had to say. He rose from the porch and went into the house. He announced without emotion, "Uncle Jesse, You have company."

Jesse wanted to ask who it was, but Bo dismissed him and went to hide in his bedroom. Daisy rose to go after him, but Jesse put a hand on her shoulder, "Leave him alone, Daisy. He's got to work this thing out by himself."

Luke suggested, "Let's go find out whose here."

Outside they met Brooks and Boss Hogg coming towards their door. Jim Brooks extended his hand to Uncle Jesse and then Luke. He informed, "Mr. Hogg and I have some business to discuss with you on behalf of Caitlin and Charles. Do you have a few moments?"

Jesse welcomed, "Come in." He led the group into the kitchen. They gathered around the kitchen table.

Boss shoved his lawyer toward a chair and instructed, "Get the papers ready to sign! I want this over now! You hear!"

Jesse questioned suspiciously, "What's your angle, JD?"

Boss quibbled, "Ain't my doin! That little ungrateful bit of girl...she did this! She double-crossed me!"

Brooks laughed, "What he means, Jesse, is that Caitlin knew that you would not take the reward money for yourself, so she paid off the mortgages of Hazzard's Orphanage and Cooter's Garage. She's also signed over some funds to several churches in this area to be used as they see fit and it's all courtesy of the Duke Family."

Luke sat down in shock. He knew Caitlin could be generous, but he had not expected her to let them take the credit for her gifts. Jesse smiled, "That precious Rose. I am going to scold her when I see her!"

Daisy asked, "But would that make you mad at her, Boss?"

Boss Hogg replied, "That ain't what I'm mad about! Bo's Rose refused to sell me back her land! Instead she hired herself someone to look after the place."

Brooks interrupted, "What our friend here is trying to say, Jesse, Luke, is that Caitlin has named you and your family the custodian of Rose Barn. She has plans to return here to open a horse ranch, like the one she owns up north."

Daisy said, "She didn't have to do that! Why didn't she tell us?"

Brooks explained, "She didn't want to offend you and she didn't want to put you on the spot. She has left the offer totally up to you, though. She will not force you, but she will be grateful. She wanted me to give you this letter explaining." Brooks handed Jesse an envelope with a pre-printed letterhead: "O'Toole Inc."

With Luke and Daisy looking over his shoulder, Jesse opened the envelope and read, "I am sorry for the way things ended the way they did. Please understand that I am grateful for everything and I do love you all! I could have been selfish and talked Bo into coming home with me, into moving to New York. But I am not sure how long this mess will take to unravel. I know how Bo loves you all and living here in Hazzard. He would not be happy away from here and would eventually blame me and we would lose it all in the end. I am only sorry Bo did not try to understand. Maybe in time, he will forgive me. Maybe he will even want to marry me again.

"Forgive me. By now, Jim and JD have told you about my desire for you all to take care of my home. Rent it out or let it be used as a free safe place to stay for some other runaway until she can get her head together and is out of danger. I know you all will make sure the land and all that is on it are well cared for and used generously and properly. I have arranged for you to be paid a monthly salary plus allow you to keep any rents gained from its use. I would be so honored if you would do me this favor, but I will understand if you pass. Again, I Love you and I promise one day...when you least expect it...you will see me riding my beloved Brianna over those fields. I will see you when you come for the trial to New York. Please know that all of your travel arrangements will be taken care of when the time comes. Daisy, I can't wait to shop with you! Please tell Bo...Never mind. I love you, Caitlin Rose O'Toole!"

JD grumbled, "Jacob here has the papers you all will need to sign. And here..." He reluctantly handed them a card with numbers on it, "This is the account for expenses that Caitlin started before she left."

Jesse, Luke, and Daisy were astounded by their good fortune. They were not as shocked as Bo who had been listening from his room at the door. He now stood just beyond the kitchen as Jesse quietly accepted, "That little girl can count on me, Mr. Brooks." He was handed several sheets of paper and a pen.

Luke asked, "When did Caitlin have time to do all of this? I thought she and her uncle were already long gone."

Jim Brooks responded, "Actually they left the courthouse just a few minutes before we did. Caitlin wanted to be able to take care of this. She drew up that letter as Mr. Hogg's Lawyer here was putting together this paperwork. I heard her tell her Uncle there was just one more stop she wanted to make before driving on."

That was all Bo needed to hear. He knew what he had to do; he hoped it wasn't too late. He barged through the people standing around his kitchen and announced, "Uncle Jesse, don't wait up for me. I don't know when I'll be back." The General's engine was heard igniting.

The next few minutes found Bo driving to His and Caitlin's favorite pond. His heart jumped at the sight of a limousine parked across from the entrance to the road that dead-ended at the pond. He knew Caitlin must have wanted to be by herself and had walked from the car. He too chose a spot near the entrance. He ran down the remainder of the road until he came to the clearing and saw the edge of the pond. Bo scanned the area to find Caitlin looking out in deep thought from her position on the log over the water. Her feet dangled into the water, the skirt of her sundress hiked up to her hips so she didn't get it wet. From his vantage point, he could tell she had been crying from the way her cheeks sparkled in the sun. He stood very silent to watch her for a long time. He was rewarded with a small smile and wondered what she was remembering about this spot. Bo could remember the many naps in sun, their favorite blanket spot when they ate, running through the water trying to catch each other, making love in the sun-filled field of wild flowers and tall grass, and finally the playful dunking that made them fall in love. He could not stand just watching her anymore. He needed, wanted to touch her again, hear her voice, smell her skin, and taste her lips. He called out, "Caiti-Girl!"

As if awakening out of a wonderful daydream, Caitlin raised her eyes to meet his. Without hesitation, she jumped from the log to the sandy shore and ran bare foot across the field towards him. At first there were no words, just the sound of sobs coming from her buried face in his chest and his voice soothing against her ear. He tried to meld her into him...to hug her as hard as he could. They began to speak at the same time, "I'm so sorry, Bo (Caitlin), I have made such a mess of this whole thing!"

Bo kissed her to keep her quiet. He said, his eyes capturing hers, "No! I am sorry for being so hard on you! You are so precious to me! I was scared and angry...."

Caitlin returned his kiss and they held on to each other for a very long time with no words. She smiled, "I'm glad you are here. We don't have much time."

Bo replied, "Let's not waist any of it." He fiercely pulled her against him trying to feel the silk of her dress against his own skin. There was a longing, desperation to the way he touched her and kissed her.

Caitlin returned those feelings until she heard a horn blowing in the distance. She cautioned, "My Uncle is waiting."

Bo replied, "And?"

Caitlin laughed, "We can't leave him alone!"

Bo remarked, "He's a big boy. We'll only be a few more minutes."

Before she could argue more, Bo let her know what he wanted from her within the fire of his mouth. Caitlin felt giddy and breathless at the same time. Her brain was turning to mush and she could not breathe. Bo pulled the pins holding her hair up until he felt her soft curls flowing into his fingers. Her cheeks tasted of salt, but he savored every moment, every touch. The couple's passion took over their efforts to talk about their troubles, to say good-bye. They soon found themselves on the ground not caring about getting dirty or being seen. No words were spoken, just the sounds of loving satisfaction and tearful remorse for having to be separated. Bo tried to be soft with his delicate rose, but she would have none of that. Caitlin wanted to experience the full force of their love for each other since she knew she might not feel again for a very long time...if ever. She felt their bodies rising to a beautiful powerful climax and she pulled his head to hers and made him lock eyes with hers. She whispered, "I will love you forever, Bo Duke. Don't Forget me!"

A few moments later, the couple had collapsed against the soft earth still wrapped around each other. Caitlin tenderly kissed Bo's hands...wanting to burn to her memory every inch of his skin. She wished she could give him something...something that he could look at that would bring them together in spirit...to keep them connected. She smiled and rose to a sitting position. She looked at him and said, "I have something to give to you. Wait here."

Bo took the opportunity to clean up a bit as he watched Caitlin rise and run towards the tree stump near the pond. He smiled at the condition she presented to him...it was his Caiti-girl again. Her hair fell wildly about her shoulders with bits of grass clinging to her curls; her feet bare against the earth and now slightly dirty; and her sundress a mass of wrinkles. He swore to himself that when she returned to him he would keep her that way all the time.

Caitlin found and picked up her purse. She returned to see Bo watching her every move. She could tell that his love for her was rising to a lustful level again. But there was also something more. He loved her as much as she loved him. Bo rose to meet her. Caitlin withdrew an emerald green wrapped package from her purse. She said, "I've been meaning to give this too you since the day you proposed to me. Daisy helped me pick it out when we went shopping that day. We had that fight about me riding Aidan. You were so against it to protect me from hurting myself. I wanted to throttle you. Then I realized how much you loved me and were just afraid for me. Anyway...Well...here." She presented the package to him and said, "Now, I hope this will be a way for us to be together...for you to know I love you whenever you look at it. Think of me. I know I will be thinking of you."

Bo opened the package to discover a leather-banded watch inside. Caitlin took the wrapping and box and stuffed them back in her purse as Bo quickly slipped the band around his wrist. He asked, "How did you know I needed one?"

Caitlin laughed, "Because I am the one who lost your old one. This one has been inscribed, but don't read it until I'm gone."

Bo kissed her gratefully. He said, "I am sorry I don't have anything to give to you."

Caitlin pulled her locket watch from around her neck to show him the engagement ring he had given her. Gone were the rings from her first marriage. His ring nestled alone against her chest. She smiled, "I've got all I want right here. And I promise to have you explained to my father and the will changed by the time you come to testify at the trials. Now you have to promise you won't let some other wayward, lost woman to worm her way into your heart!"

She had said the words teasingly, but Bo could see it was something she feared. He too was afraid that once she returned to her city life that some fancy, wealthy businessman would steal her heart away from him. Instead of admitting his fears too, he joked, "Don't worry. Daisy will be like a watchdog every time some pretty girl even says hello."

The sound of several horn blasts reverberated down from the main road. The time had come for them to part company. Caitlin took Bo's hand in hers and said, "Walk with me. I will be forced to sit in that car all the way to Atlanta and then on a plane."

Bo walked along side His Rose up towards the main road where he knew he would have to say good-bye. Each step was like walking to their deaths...but each one was cherished and savored. They became silent with each other. They were each afraid and unsure of what to say. Bo finally asked, "So when I come to New York, will you take me to one of those pretzel vendors you've told me about?"

Caitlin laughed, "Oh yes! And so much else. Then we'll go out of the city to stay at our farm. If you come this winter, there will be sleighrides, snow skiing, snowmobiling...and lots of space to get lost in. I think you will like that part a lot. I know my family will adore you once they meet you." Caitlin had babbled to keep from crying again. As they saw the main road coming up on them, Caitlin stopped walking and said, "Bo, let's say...well...what we have to say right here. In private." She didn't give him a chance to speak first; instead, she held his face in hers and searched his eyes. She said, revealing to him everything she felt, "I want to love you for the rest of my life, Bo Duke! I hate leaving you! I wish... I will find a way back to you; I will be your wife! I will stay with you forever no matter where we live..."

Bo didn't want her to have to go on anymore...it felt like she was begging him for something. Instead He said, "I know, My Caiti-Girl." Bo kissed her, pouring everything he felt and wanted to say into his lips.

Caitlin's eyes were still closed when another horn blast came at them. Caitlin sighed and said, "Write to me? Often!"

Bo replied, "Of course, I promise."

Caitlin lightly kissed his cheek, remarked, "Don't follow me or I won't be able to get into the car. I'll see you soon, My Beau!" She turned away from him feeling her tears threatening to spill on to her cheeks again. She reached the back door of the limousine, turned back once to blow him a kiss; then she entered the car and closed the door.

The limousine's engine was heard revving up and Bo watched it begin to drive away. He watched until it disappeared from sight down the highway. He saw his Caiti-girl watching him, her hand slightly raised in "Good-bye" until he couldn't see her or the car anymore. With a heaviness of heart, he removed the watch from his wrist to look at the back. The letters were very tiny, but he was able to read...

I will Love U 4Ever!
Your Million Dollar Rose
Your Caiti-Girl!


The End!

Or Is It?