Chp 2 of the Dukes of Smallville.
(Author's notes: Thanks to everyone for the reviews so far! I really
loved the idea for this story and I hope that everyone else does too.
Glances at Dukegirl. Also, I'd like to take a minute to thank my
beta, DuMont, for all the great work she does on my stories.
Also, some of what happened to the characters from the Dukes of Hazzard
after the series I lifted from the first reunion move that was done
back in 1998.)
Now, back to the story!
The man who called himself Bo Duke glanced around the house. Nothing
seemed familiar to him. In fact, he had no idea where he was or why he
was now in a living room with a red-headed woman and a much darker
headed teenage boy who, oddly enough, both reminded him of his cousins
Daisy and Luke.
"So, you mind runnin' that by me again?" Bo asked for the third time
as he drank from his coffee cup.
Clark let out a groan. With his father suffering from what Dr. Garner
described as some sort of amnesia it was hard for Clark to try and tell
him who he really was. "Ok, your real name is Jonathan Kent. You've
lived here in Smallville all your life. You married my mother, Martha
Kent, twenty years ago and then adopted me about thirteen, right after
the meteor shower that hit Smallville." Jonathan nodded as he
re-digested the information. Clark and Martha had both decided to leave
out the part of Clark being found after the shower and the spaceship.
It was hard enough on him as it was trying to cope with being in
Smallville, Kansas and no idea of how he got there.
Martha herself was still trying to figure out what had happened to her
husband. For some unknown reason he'd woken up in the middle of the
night claiming to be someone else; not the Jonathan Kent she knew and
loved but someone named Bo Duke who claimed to be from a place called
Hazzard, Georgia. His accent was noticeably stronger and the way that
he carried himself when he walked was a lot different. When he walked
he seemed more full of himself, much younger, a happy-go-lucky type,
perhaps.
Dr. Garner managed to make it to the farm around seven in the morning
the following day. A long night at the hospital prevented him from
coming any sooner.
"So Jonathan, can you tell me what happened last night?" Dr. Garner
asked Jonathan/Bo as he sat in the dining room chair next to him. On
the other side sat Martha and Clark. Both were extremely worried about
their husband and father.
"For the last time will you please stop callin' me Jonathan?" Bo
asked
angrily.
Dr. Garner let out a sigh. "Fine then, Bo," he replied, putting extra
emphasis on the name Bo. "What's the last thing you remember doing?"
Bo racked his brain for a few minutes trying to think. Images and
thoughts would race to him. Some were clearer than others. Finally he
managed to find one. "I don't know all of the details," Bo replied. "I
remember coming into Kansas right around 3 in the morning or so. I'd
been driving all night and hadn't found a place to bed down at till I
came to some place called Smallville." Bo stopped for a second, trying
to remember more. "That's all, there's nothing more. It's all blank."
Dr. Garner, who'd been taking notes, set down his notepad and glasses.
"I don't know what to say, Bo," he replied, making sure not to say
Jonathan. "But from what you're describing and from what I've gathered
so far I'd say you're suffering from some kind reverse amnesia." (A/N:
Don't know if such a thing exists but it does in this story.)
The three looked at the doctor, shock written across their faces.
"Reverse amnesia?" Martha asked. "Are you saying that Jona-...er, Bo,
could be remembering things that have been locked away?"
"It would seem that way," Dr. Garner replied. "Bo, can you remember
anything else? Anything that might help us out with this mystery?"
Bo began to try to remember when an image came to mind. "There was, a
fight, I think. Between me and my uncle and my cousins." Bo stopped as
the memory became clearer. "I was wantin' to leave the home after
something really important ended for me and they were against it. I
finally just packed up and left..." Bo trailed off as the image faded
from his mind.
"Da-....Bo, do you remember what the important event was?" a curious
Clark asked.
"No, son, I don't," Bo replied. The other's looked at him in shock.
"What?" he asked them. "I just called him son and....." Bo trailed off
again.
Dr. Garner looked at Bo again. "Hm, this is interesting. It may be
possible that Jonathan's memories are trying to resurface." He looked
through his briefcase. "Here, Bo. Here's one of my cards. If you think
of anything that might be relevant then please don't hesitate to call
me."
Bo took the card from the doctor. "Thanks, doc," he replied as he
pocketed it. Dr. Garner politely took his leave from the Kent's
household and headed for his car and back to the hospital. Something
important was happening with Jonathan and he wasn't sure exactly what
it was. 'It may have to do with that old trunk that Hiram gave me to
watch over. When the time's right I'll take it back to him,' Dr. Garner
thought.
For the next few days things around the Kent farm were slowly getting
back to normal. Well, as normal as could be with an amnesiac father and
husband walking around the place.
Bo had taken it to himself to at least try and help around the farm.
His head injury was non longer a concern and he did a little work
around the farm to try and make ends meet. He still wondered how he'd
ended up in Smallville on a farm with this woman and her son. They were
complete strangers to him.
Bo glanced over the wedding photo's that accompanied the living room
wall. In them were he, no, Jonathan, and his wife. They were happy in
the photos. Others showed Clark as youngster running around the farm, a
big smile on his face. Bo wanted to remember so badly what had happened
with him that it was tearing him apart inside.
As Bo turned to leave the room he was suddenly hit with another
memory. This one was vibrant; he managed to piece together almost all
of it.
Flashback
Bo had been driving for several hours when he'd finally made it to a
small town called Smallville, ironically enough. He'd just rounded a
turn when one of his back tires blew out throwing the car into a spin.
Bo tried to regain control of the vehicle but was unable to do so. The
last thing Bo remembered was the car slamming head first into a tree
before he blacked out...
End flashback
By the time the entire memory had played itself out Bo was sitting on
the couch. Had this been it? Had he remembered something that caused
him to become Jonathan Kent? Bo wasn't sure. Normally confident, now Bo
was afraid. He remembered what the doctor had said. Digging through his
pocket he found the card that Dr. Garner had given him. Not knowing
what else to do he picked up the phone and began dialing.
Dr. Garner was more than a little surprised when he received a call
from the man claiming to be Bo Duke. Bo relayed his memories to the
doctor over the phone and asked that he come over to talk some more.
The doctor agreed. Once off the phone he let out a sigh.
Getting up from his desk he went around to a closet that sat directly
behind it. Opening the door he looked down at the trunk that was
covered in more than twenty year's worth of dust.
"It's time," he said to no one as he picked up the trunk and headed
for his car.
After reaching the farm Dr. Garner listened to Bo as he explained his
memories to him. A patient Clark and Martha listened from the living
room couch. After he was done Dr. Garner headed outside and came back
in producing a rather large trunk.
"What's that for?" Bo asked as the doctor set it down.
"Well it's a little something that Hiram left for me to watch over,"
Dr. Garner paused. "in case something like this ever happened."
"Something like this?!" Bo asked angrily. "What the hell are you
talking about?"
"Well Bo, Jonathan Kent wasn't always Jonathan Kent," the doctor told
him. "In fact, we weren't even sure who he was, until today." The
doctor searched through his coat pockets and pulled out a skeleton key.
"Bo, a man by the name of Hiram Kent found you around 1978 out on
Highway 21 sometime very early in the morning. Your car hit a tree and
you were out cold. Well Hiram headed back to his place and called me
and we headed over there. Well, after you regained consciousness in the
hospital you had no memory of who you were. We didn't either because
there wasn't any driver's license's found or any other forms of
identification." Dr. Garner paused to hand Bo the key. "The only thing
that you did have in the car was this old trunk but we never figured on
opening it. Hiram wasn't sure about telling you either even though I
was." Dr. Garner let out a sigh. "Hiram eventually took charge of you
after you were discharged. You were wanting a name really bad so he and
his wife called you Jonathan Kent."
Bo looked at the key then back to the doctor. "Um thanks. If I need
anything else I'll give you a call." Dr. Garner nodded as he made his
way back out the door.
The two men and one woman still left in the house looked at trunk. Bo
looked down at the key then slowly put it into the lock. The lock
seemed rusted a little but Bo managed to get it to turn. The lock
flipped open and Bo pulled it aside. Taking in a deep breath he opened
it up.
The inside of the trunk was amazingly clean compared to the outside.
Inside it Bo found pictures of several people who he knew right off the
bat. Picking up a picture of an older looking man with a white beard
and overalls on. "Uncle Jessie." Bo said, silently. He sat it down and
picked up another. On it were a much younger Bo and his cousins Daisy
and Luke and their best friend, Cooter Davenport. All four of them were
leaning against an orange looking stock car with a huge '01' on the
side of it. Bo smile as the memory of the day the picture was taken
emerged from his mind.
As Bo pulled things out of the trunk, looked at them and set them
aside, Martha glanced over towards them. Bo caught her looking. "It's
okay, you can see them," he told her as he handed her some of the
pictures.
Martha sat back on the couch with Clark next to her. The two looked
over the pictures that Bo had provided. The two were amazed at what
they saw. Apparently, Bo had a family and a life back from where he
came from. "Bo, where exactly did you come from?" Martha asked out of
curiosity.
Bo thought for a second. "Hazzard, Georgia." He was still looking
through some of his things when another memory surfaced.
Flashback
"Look Uncle Jessie, I'm leavin' and that's that!" an angry Bo Duke
yelled at his uncle. He threw the last of his things in a old trunk
that occupied the room he and his cousin Luke shared. He walked out the
door of the house and out to the old car that he'd purchased just a few
days prior. Placing the trunk inside the car he slammed the trunk lid
down and pulled out the key.
"Bo, what the hell's gotten into you?!" Luke yelled at his cousin.
"The farm's in trouble right now and your planning to leave! Don't your
realize what'll happen if you go? Boss Hogg will be able to get this
property in no time at all if we don't make a good profit in the next
few months!"
"Luke, I'm sorry. I really am. Our probation's over now. We can go
wherever, do whatever we please!" Bo turned to get in the car but was
stopped by his other cousin, Daisy.
"Bo, don't go," she told him. Bo looked at his cousin as she tried to
keep him from leaving.
"Move," he told her. The tone in his voice was icy with no feeling
whatsoever. Daisy tried not to cry but it was impossible. She complied
, moving away from the car door and back towards Luke, who put his arms
around her. Bo got into the car and fired up the engine. Revving the
motor he slammed the gear shifter into gear as the car spun it's tires
over in the dirt and pulled away from the house. He stopped momentarily
to see three looming figures in his rearview mirror; watching him,
wanting him to change his mind. To stay.
But Bo wouldn't have it.
He wanted to do more with his life than just stay on a farm in
Hazzard, Georgia.
Bo slammed the car's gas to the ground as it pulled out of the Duke's
drive and headed to Atlanta.
End flashback
Bo hadn't realized by now the tears that were coming down his cheeks.
The memory had surfaced, painfully, and forced an unknown feeling of
guilt on him.
"Bo?" Bo was shaken from his thoughts as Martha gently shook his
shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied. "I think I'm gonna get some air." He set
some of the pictures down. "I'll be right back."
The two watched with concern as Bo walked outside of the house. "Mom,
I'm worried," Clark told his mother. "What if Bo...er, Dad, never gets
his memories back? What are we going to do?"
Martha placed a reassuring hand in Clark's. "I don't know sweetie.
But
we need to try and help out Bo as much as we can. He's just found out a
bunch of information he didn't even knew existed and apparently he's
remembering a lot too..." she was cut off when they heard Bo outside
screaming loudly. Martha and Clark rushed outside to see what was
happening.
Bo was on the front porch clutching his head with both of his hands and
muttering incoherently. He was also shaking. "Oh god, not again."
Martha mouthed silently. She and Clark rushed to him. Just as they were
about to get down to where he was, Bo shot up. The two stopped, unsure
of what to do.
Bo looked around. Something was happening to him. What was it though?
Flashback
He remembered the first time he met Hiram Kent.
He remembered Hiram getting ill and him telling Jonathan that the farm
was his. Jonathan promised to take care of it and look after it.
He remembered meeting a redheaded woman from Metropolis and then
later
marrying her.
He remembered the day of the meteor shower finding a young boy out in
the middle of a field with a spaceship.
He then remembered the boy's abilities and the boy, named Clark, and
how special he was.
He remembered all the happiness Clark and Martha had brought to him.
End flashback
"Bo?" a worried Clark asked the man as he just stood there. Bo
finally
turned around and looked at his son and wife.
His son and wife.
For the first time since the accident, Bo felt complete.
"No, not Bo," he told them. "Jonathan." The two looked at him with
shock written across their faces. Jonathan held his arms out to them as
the three embraced in a hug.
Once they had finally broken apart Jonathan led his wife and son back
into the house. "I don't know what happened." he told them as they sat
down in the living room. "I went out to get some air and all the sudden
I started remembering things." He paused for a second. "Well, things
about Jonathan, anyways."
The two other Kents nodded in agreement. Then Clark asked. "Dad, do
you know why you left Hazzard in the first place?"
"Yeah, I remember." Jonathan replied. "My Uncle Jessie's farm had
fallen on hard times. I'd been wanting to leave for such a long time
but couldn't because Luke and I were on probation..."
"Probation!" Martha exclaimed. Jonathan looked at her. "Sorry."
Jonathan smiled at her. "Nah, it's okay, Martha darlin'." She gave him
a funny look when he called her "darlin.'" "The reason we were on
probation was that we were caught runnin' shine by the revenuers'."
"Shine?" Clark asked, not quite catching on to what had been said.
"Yeah, shine, as in moonshine." The two gave him a funny look. "What?
That's how we made a livin' by runnin' whiskey." He paused for a
second. "Well, after Luke and I was caught, Uncle Jessie made an
agreement with the government. He gave up some land and his word that
we'd never make the stuff again and the two of us was given probation."
Jonathan let out a sigh. "Well, after it ended I wanted to leave and go
out and see the world. Like I said before the farm was in trouble and
they needed my help but I wouldn't have it. I packed my stuff and left,
simple as that."
The two other Kents looked at Jonathan as he let out a yawn. "I guess
I'm a little worn out after what's happened today." He then looked over
to the clock on the wall. "Clark, it's 10:30, way past your bedtime."
Clark rolled his eyes. "I know, dad," he mumbled. The three got up
from where they were sitting and hugged again. "I'll see you in the
morning, son."
"Ok, dad." Clark turned towards the stairs and stopped. "By the way,
dad."
"Yes?"
"It's nice to have you back." Clark told him as he supersped up the
stairs.
Jonathan looked over to his wife seductively and wagged his eyebrows.
"You know, I've got my memory back." he said as he wrapped his arms
around her. "Clark's gone to bed and I'm feeling much better." He
brought Martha closer to him. "What do you say, Mrs. Kent?"
Martha tried not to giggle but it was hopeless. The Kent charm was in
overdrive and to be honest, Jonathan looked extremely good tonight. "I
don't know, Mr. Kent. You've just been through a traumatic experience.
Are you sure you're up to it?"
Jonathan brought himself closer to Martha. "You better believe it,
darlin.'" Martha shivered when he said it. She looked at her husband,
then took his hand and led him up the stairs.
(Anyway, there's chapter two. In the next one we'll be seeing the Dukes
and Cooter, plus the General Lee!! Stay tuned!)
(Author's notes: Thanks to everyone for the reviews so far! I really
loved the idea for this story and I hope that everyone else does too.
Glances at Dukegirl. Also, I'd like to take a minute to thank my
beta, DuMont, for all the great work she does on my stories.
Also, some of what happened to the characters from the Dukes of Hazzard
after the series I lifted from the first reunion move that was done
back in 1998.)
Now, back to the story!
The man who called himself Bo Duke glanced around the house. Nothing
seemed familiar to him. In fact, he had no idea where he was or why he
was now in a living room with a red-headed woman and a much darker
headed teenage boy who, oddly enough, both reminded him of his cousins
Daisy and Luke.
"So, you mind runnin' that by me again?" Bo asked for the third time
as he drank from his coffee cup.
Clark let out a groan. With his father suffering from what Dr. Garner
described as some sort of amnesia it was hard for Clark to try and tell
him who he really was. "Ok, your real name is Jonathan Kent. You've
lived here in Smallville all your life. You married my mother, Martha
Kent, twenty years ago and then adopted me about thirteen, right after
the meteor shower that hit Smallville." Jonathan nodded as he
re-digested the information. Clark and Martha had both decided to leave
out the part of Clark being found after the shower and the spaceship.
It was hard enough on him as it was trying to cope with being in
Smallville, Kansas and no idea of how he got there.
Martha herself was still trying to figure out what had happened to her
husband. For some unknown reason he'd woken up in the middle of the
night claiming to be someone else; not the Jonathan Kent she knew and
loved but someone named Bo Duke who claimed to be from a place called
Hazzard, Georgia. His accent was noticeably stronger and the way that
he carried himself when he walked was a lot different. When he walked
he seemed more full of himself, much younger, a happy-go-lucky type,
perhaps.
Dr. Garner managed to make it to the farm around seven in the morning
the following day. A long night at the hospital prevented him from
coming any sooner.
"So Jonathan, can you tell me what happened last night?" Dr. Garner
asked Jonathan/Bo as he sat in the dining room chair next to him. On
the other side sat Martha and Clark. Both were extremely worried about
their husband and father.
"For the last time will you please stop callin' me Jonathan?" Bo
asked
angrily.
Dr. Garner let out a sigh. "Fine then, Bo," he replied, putting extra
emphasis on the name Bo. "What's the last thing you remember doing?"
Bo racked his brain for a few minutes trying to think. Images and
thoughts would race to him. Some were clearer than others. Finally he
managed to find one. "I don't know all of the details," Bo replied. "I
remember coming into Kansas right around 3 in the morning or so. I'd
been driving all night and hadn't found a place to bed down at till I
came to some place called Smallville." Bo stopped for a second, trying
to remember more. "That's all, there's nothing more. It's all blank."
Dr. Garner, who'd been taking notes, set down his notepad and glasses.
"I don't know what to say, Bo," he replied, making sure not to say
Jonathan. "But from what you're describing and from what I've gathered
so far I'd say you're suffering from some kind reverse amnesia." (A/N:
Don't know if such a thing exists but it does in this story.)
The three looked at the doctor, shock written across their faces.
"Reverse amnesia?" Martha asked. "Are you saying that Jona-...er, Bo,
could be remembering things that have been locked away?"
"It would seem that way," Dr. Garner replied. "Bo, can you remember
anything else? Anything that might help us out with this mystery?"
Bo began to try to remember when an image came to mind. "There was, a
fight, I think. Between me and my uncle and my cousins." Bo stopped as
the memory became clearer. "I was wantin' to leave the home after
something really important ended for me and they were against it. I
finally just packed up and left..." Bo trailed off as the image faded
from his mind.
"Da-....Bo, do you remember what the important event was?" a curious
Clark asked.
"No, son, I don't," Bo replied. The other's looked at him in shock.
"What?" he asked them. "I just called him son and....." Bo trailed off
again.
Dr. Garner looked at Bo again. "Hm, this is interesting. It may be
possible that Jonathan's memories are trying to resurface." He looked
through his briefcase. "Here, Bo. Here's one of my cards. If you think
of anything that might be relevant then please don't hesitate to call
me."
Bo took the card from the doctor. "Thanks, doc," he replied as he
pocketed it. Dr. Garner politely took his leave from the Kent's
household and headed for his car and back to the hospital. Something
important was happening with Jonathan and he wasn't sure exactly what
it was. 'It may have to do with that old trunk that Hiram gave me to
watch over. When the time's right I'll take it back to him,' Dr. Garner
thought.
For the next few days things around the Kent farm were slowly getting
back to normal. Well, as normal as could be with an amnesiac father and
husband walking around the place.
Bo had taken it to himself to at least try and help around the farm.
His head injury was non longer a concern and he did a little work
around the farm to try and make ends meet. He still wondered how he'd
ended up in Smallville on a farm with this woman and her son. They were
complete strangers to him.
Bo glanced over the wedding photo's that accompanied the living room
wall. In them were he, no, Jonathan, and his wife. They were happy in
the photos. Others showed Clark as youngster running around the farm, a
big smile on his face. Bo wanted to remember so badly what had happened
with him that it was tearing him apart inside.
As Bo turned to leave the room he was suddenly hit with another
memory. This one was vibrant; he managed to piece together almost all
of it.
Flashback
Bo had been driving for several hours when he'd finally made it to a
small town called Smallville, ironically enough. He'd just rounded a
turn when one of his back tires blew out throwing the car into a spin.
Bo tried to regain control of the vehicle but was unable to do so. The
last thing Bo remembered was the car slamming head first into a tree
before he blacked out...
End flashback
By the time the entire memory had played itself out Bo was sitting on
the couch. Had this been it? Had he remembered something that caused
him to become Jonathan Kent? Bo wasn't sure. Normally confident, now Bo
was afraid. He remembered what the doctor had said. Digging through his
pocket he found the card that Dr. Garner had given him. Not knowing
what else to do he picked up the phone and began dialing.
Dr. Garner was more than a little surprised when he received a call
from the man claiming to be Bo Duke. Bo relayed his memories to the
doctor over the phone and asked that he come over to talk some more.
The doctor agreed. Once off the phone he let out a sigh.
Getting up from his desk he went around to a closet that sat directly
behind it. Opening the door he looked down at the trunk that was
covered in more than twenty year's worth of dust.
"It's time," he said to no one as he picked up the trunk and headed
for his car.
After reaching the farm Dr. Garner listened to Bo as he explained his
memories to him. A patient Clark and Martha listened from the living
room couch. After he was done Dr. Garner headed outside and came back
in producing a rather large trunk.
"What's that for?" Bo asked as the doctor set it down.
"Well it's a little something that Hiram left for me to watch over,"
Dr. Garner paused. "in case something like this ever happened."
"Something like this?!" Bo asked angrily. "What the hell are you
talking about?"
"Well Bo, Jonathan Kent wasn't always Jonathan Kent," the doctor told
him. "In fact, we weren't even sure who he was, until today." The
doctor searched through his coat pockets and pulled out a skeleton key.
"Bo, a man by the name of Hiram Kent found you around 1978 out on
Highway 21 sometime very early in the morning. Your car hit a tree and
you were out cold. Well Hiram headed back to his place and called me
and we headed over there. Well, after you regained consciousness in the
hospital you had no memory of who you were. We didn't either because
there wasn't any driver's license's found or any other forms of
identification." Dr. Garner paused to hand Bo the key. "The only thing
that you did have in the car was this old trunk but we never figured on
opening it. Hiram wasn't sure about telling you either even though I
was." Dr. Garner let out a sigh. "Hiram eventually took charge of you
after you were discharged. You were wanting a name really bad so he and
his wife called you Jonathan Kent."
Bo looked at the key then back to the doctor. "Um thanks. If I need
anything else I'll give you a call." Dr. Garner nodded as he made his
way back out the door.
The two men and one woman still left in the house looked at trunk. Bo
looked down at the key then slowly put it into the lock. The lock
seemed rusted a little but Bo managed to get it to turn. The lock
flipped open and Bo pulled it aside. Taking in a deep breath he opened
it up.
The inside of the trunk was amazingly clean compared to the outside.
Inside it Bo found pictures of several people who he knew right off the
bat. Picking up a picture of an older looking man with a white beard
and overalls on. "Uncle Jessie." Bo said, silently. He sat it down and
picked up another. On it were a much younger Bo and his cousins Daisy
and Luke and their best friend, Cooter Davenport. All four of them were
leaning against an orange looking stock car with a huge '01' on the
side of it. Bo smile as the memory of the day the picture was taken
emerged from his mind.
As Bo pulled things out of the trunk, looked at them and set them
aside, Martha glanced over towards them. Bo caught her looking. "It's
okay, you can see them," he told her as he handed her some of the
pictures.
Martha sat back on the couch with Clark next to her. The two looked
over the pictures that Bo had provided. The two were amazed at what
they saw. Apparently, Bo had a family and a life back from where he
came from. "Bo, where exactly did you come from?" Martha asked out of
curiosity.
Bo thought for a second. "Hazzard, Georgia." He was still looking
through some of his things when another memory surfaced.
Flashback
"Look Uncle Jessie, I'm leavin' and that's that!" an angry Bo Duke
yelled at his uncle. He threw the last of his things in a old trunk
that occupied the room he and his cousin Luke shared. He walked out the
door of the house and out to the old car that he'd purchased just a few
days prior. Placing the trunk inside the car he slammed the trunk lid
down and pulled out the key.
"Bo, what the hell's gotten into you?!" Luke yelled at his cousin.
"The farm's in trouble right now and your planning to leave! Don't your
realize what'll happen if you go? Boss Hogg will be able to get this
property in no time at all if we don't make a good profit in the next
few months!"
"Luke, I'm sorry. I really am. Our probation's over now. We can go
wherever, do whatever we please!" Bo turned to get in the car but was
stopped by his other cousin, Daisy.
"Bo, don't go," she told him. Bo looked at his cousin as she tried to
keep him from leaving.
"Move," he told her. The tone in his voice was icy with no feeling
whatsoever. Daisy tried not to cry but it was impossible. She complied
, moving away from the car door and back towards Luke, who put his arms
around her. Bo got into the car and fired up the engine. Revving the
motor he slammed the gear shifter into gear as the car spun it's tires
over in the dirt and pulled away from the house. He stopped momentarily
to see three looming figures in his rearview mirror; watching him,
wanting him to change his mind. To stay.
But Bo wouldn't have it.
He wanted to do more with his life than just stay on a farm in
Hazzard, Georgia.
Bo slammed the car's gas to the ground as it pulled out of the Duke's
drive and headed to Atlanta.
End flashback
Bo hadn't realized by now the tears that were coming down his cheeks.
The memory had surfaced, painfully, and forced an unknown feeling of
guilt on him.
"Bo?" Bo was shaken from his thoughts as Martha gently shook his
shoulder. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine," he lied. "I think I'm gonna get some air." He set
some of the pictures down. "I'll be right back."
The two watched with concern as Bo walked outside of the house. "Mom,
I'm worried," Clark told his mother. "What if Bo...er, Dad, never gets
his memories back? What are we going to do?"
Martha placed a reassuring hand in Clark's. "I don't know sweetie.
But
we need to try and help out Bo as much as we can. He's just found out a
bunch of information he didn't even knew existed and apparently he's
remembering a lot too..." she was cut off when they heard Bo outside
screaming loudly. Martha and Clark rushed outside to see what was
happening.
Bo was on the front porch clutching his head with both of his hands and
muttering incoherently. He was also shaking. "Oh god, not again."
Martha mouthed silently. She and Clark rushed to him. Just as they were
about to get down to where he was, Bo shot up. The two stopped, unsure
of what to do.
Bo looked around. Something was happening to him. What was it though?
Flashback
He remembered the first time he met Hiram Kent.
He remembered Hiram getting ill and him telling Jonathan that the farm
was his. Jonathan promised to take care of it and look after it.
He remembered meeting a redheaded woman from Metropolis and then
later
marrying her.
He remembered the day of the meteor shower finding a young boy out in
the middle of a field with a spaceship.
He then remembered the boy's abilities and the boy, named Clark, and
how special he was.
He remembered all the happiness Clark and Martha had brought to him.
End flashback
"Bo?" a worried Clark asked the man as he just stood there. Bo
finally
turned around and looked at his son and wife.
His son and wife.
For the first time since the accident, Bo felt complete.
"No, not Bo," he told them. "Jonathan." The two looked at him with
shock written across their faces. Jonathan held his arms out to them as
the three embraced in a hug.
Once they had finally broken apart Jonathan led his wife and son back
into the house. "I don't know what happened." he told them as they sat
down in the living room. "I went out to get some air and all the sudden
I started remembering things." He paused for a second. "Well, things
about Jonathan, anyways."
The two other Kents nodded in agreement. Then Clark asked. "Dad, do
you know why you left Hazzard in the first place?"
"Yeah, I remember." Jonathan replied. "My Uncle Jessie's farm had
fallen on hard times. I'd been wanting to leave for such a long time
but couldn't because Luke and I were on probation..."
"Probation!" Martha exclaimed. Jonathan looked at her. "Sorry."
Jonathan smiled at her. "Nah, it's okay, Martha darlin'." She gave him
a funny look when he called her "darlin.'" "The reason we were on
probation was that we were caught runnin' shine by the revenuers'."
"Shine?" Clark asked, not quite catching on to what had been said.
"Yeah, shine, as in moonshine." The two gave him a funny look. "What?
That's how we made a livin' by runnin' whiskey." He paused for a
second. "Well, after Luke and I was caught, Uncle Jessie made an
agreement with the government. He gave up some land and his word that
we'd never make the stuff again and the two of us was given probation."
Jonathan let out a sigh. "Well, after it ended I wanted to leave and go
out and see the world. Like I said before the farm was in trouble and
they needed my help but I wouldn't have it. I packed my stuff and left,
simple as that."
The two other Kents looked at Jonathan as he let out a yawn. "I guess
I'm a little worn out after what's happened today." He then looked over
to the clock on the wall. "Clark, it's 10:30, way past your bedtime."
Clark rolled his eyes. "I know, dad," he mumbled. The three got up
from where they were sitting and hugged again. "I'll see you in the
morning, son."
"Ok, dad." Clark turned towards the stairs and stopped. "By the way,
dad."
"Yes?"
"It's nice to have you back." Clark told him as he supersped up the
stairs.
Jonathan looked over to his wife seductively and wagged his eyebrows.
"You know, I've got my memory back." he said as he wrapped his arms
around her. "Clark's gone to bed and I'm feeling much better." He
brought Martha closer to him. "What do you say, Mrs. Kent?"
Martha tried not to giggle but it was hopeless. The Kent charm was in
overdrive and to be honest, Jonathan looked extremely good tonight. "I
don't know, Mr. Kent. You've just been through a traumatic experience.
Are you sure you're up to it?"
Jonathan brought himself closer to Martha. "You better believe it,
darlin.'" Martha shivered when he said it. She looked at her husband,
then took his hand and led him up the stairs.
(Anyway, there's chapter two. In the next one we'll be seeing the Dukes
and Cooter, plus the General Lee!! Stay tuned!)