OK, here's 14. Please, review and let me know what you think! -Jordy

Luke quietly made his way to the living room. Jesse laid down the newspaper and Daisy looked up from the dress she was making.

"Y'all right, sugar?" asked Daisy sweetly.

"I'm fine, "answered Luke. "It's Bo I'm worried about."

"Is somethin' wrong?"

"Yeah, Daisy, there is. Bo gave me his half o' the General."

"He did what?" exclaimed Daisy.

"Why on earth would he do a fool thing like that?" demanded Jesse.

Luke shrugged. "He says he don't wanna drive no more."

"I can't believe that," began Daisy softly. "It's just…"

"Crazy?" offered Bo as he stepped out from the bedroom.

"I didn't say that, Bo."

"No, Daisy ya didn't have to."

"Now, Bo…" Jesse looked his nephew in the eyes. "It's your decision what t' do with the General. We just wanna make sure ya know what you're sayin'. Not drivin'… well I don't have t' tell ya how that will change things for ya."

"I know that, Uncle Jesse. I just… I can't… blast it!" He raced outside slamming the door behind him.

Luke started to follow him, but he was held back by Jesse's hand on his shoulder.

"Leave him be, Luke. He's hurtin'."

Bo climbed into the loft of the barn and sank into a bed of warm, sweet smelling hay. He was so tired of everything: his constant headache, Luke's endless questions, and the flashbacks… those were the worst.

Silent tears traced his cheeks as he stared down at the General Lee parked just outside the barn. It was in sorry shape after hittin' that tree.Bo sighed as he stared at his one-time pride and joy. Normally, he and Luke would not have wasted a second to begin restoring the General to his former glory. But things are far from normal thought Bo as he climbed down the ladder and stared at the General Lee's left side.

Bo couldn't help swallowing hard as he slowly ran his hand along the remains of the welded door. Reaching in, he removed a shard of broken glass from the seat.

"Bo- look out!"

Bo couldn't respond. The tree was massive and it loomed right in front of him, tall and terrible. He swerved to the right as he pressed the brake to the floor. Bo heard Luke scream his name as a sharp, penetrating pain pierced through his back. He was gasping for air when suddenly everything went black.

Bo kicked the General Lee's tire. The car had failed him when he needed it most. He could feel the tears coming on as he remembered the tree… the pain… Luke's frightened scream. It was more than poor Bo could handle.

"It ain't fair!" cried Bo as he pummeled the General Lee with his fists. "It ain't fair!"

Luke heard the screams and raced outside, fearing something had happened to Bo. He grabbed Bo from behind, locking his flailing arms against his sides.

"What in Sam Hill do ya think yer doin', Bo?"

"Let me go, Luke! Ya let me go!" yelled Bo, desperately fighting Luke's tight grip.

"Uh-uh. Not 'til ya calm yerself down."

Bo shook with anger as he took a couple long, raspy breaths.

Recognizing that Bo was having trouble breathing, Luke released his hold.

"Y'ok, cousin?" He had never seen Bo so angry.

Bo slowly turned around and faced Luke. Luke instinctively braced himself. He didn't know Bo right now, and his Marine Corps combat training was telling him to be prepared for the unexpected.

Bo only stared at him as he fought to catch his breath. Bo just shook his head and slowly walked into the house.

Luke stared after him, dumb-founded. He had never in his life seen Bo like this… and never in his right mind would Bo attack the General Lee. Something was wrong-very wrong.

Don't y'all just hate to see Bo that way? Let's just hope Luke can figure out how to snap Bo out of it, before things thicken up worse…