A/N: Okay, now I'm disappointed. I'm only happy with three people--sarah, GreggoAddict, and ruby, because they all reviewed and they were the only ones for my last chapter. Why don't we try again with this chapter? Come on people, make me happy, because last time you made me very very sad.
Chapter 4
Enos finally gave up looking for Bo and stopped by the Boar's Nest, mostly to see Daisy. When he got there, Daisy seemed glad enough to see him.
"Hey, Enos, how's it goin'?"
"Everythin's right good with me, Daisy. I heard about Bo though, and I'm real sorry," Enos said, with a somber look on his face.
Daisy looked down on the ground. Don't ya just hate to see a purty gal like Daisy lookin' so sad?
"Thanks, Enos." Daisy felt the sob strangling to get out. It was useless trying to hold it in. So for the first time, she cried about Bo. And all Enos could do was stand there and hold her.
A few minutes later, Daisy realized what she was doing and composed herself. "I'm sorry, Enos," she apologized.
"That's alright Daisy." Good ol' Enos. He's not only the most polite, honest lawman in Hazzard; he might just be the most polite, honest lawman in the state of Georgia or even the country.
"Have you seen a red sedan around here lately?" Daisy asked, quickly changing the subject.
"No ma'am. How come ya ask?" Enos was concerned.
"One tried to run me off the road, and it's run Bo and Luke off the road twice today."
Now friends and neighbors, Enos may not be the smartest man in the world, but I can hear them gears clickin' from all the way over here.
Enos was thinking that it might have some connection to Doc Watson's disappearance, and the ransom call. "Daisy, do you know what them guys in that red sedan look like?"
Daisy thought real hard. "Well, one of 'em was black, and the other had real fiery red hair." Then she thought again. "That fits the description of two drifters who were in here earlier."
Enos thought hard again. Well, that's sure interesting. I bet them fellas is settin' up Bo and Luke. He told Daisy his theory. Daisy listened intently.
"That's probably it," Daisy mused, more to herself than to Enos.
Bo and Luke finally made their way over to the Boar's Nest. They didn't stay long though, just long enough to see if their red sedan people were there. When they weren't, Bo and Luke saw Daisy crying into Enos, and then they left.
They walked back to the General Lee. "Well, now I feel just great," Bo said sarcastically.
Luke gave Bo a friendly pat on the shoulder. "Don't worry Bo, we'll miss you when yer gone," he half-joked. Inside, he felt exactly the same way he knew Daisy felt. "Why don't we try lookin' fer them fellas anyways?"
Bo nodded. They got in the car and drove away.
Charlie, Nicodemus, and Perkins all decided that this was too much trouble. They needed a way to get more money.
Perkins, who seemed to be the leader of their pack, spoke up with an idea first. "We need to get someone else. So we have two people that need to be paid off. The question is, who do we get?"
"How 'bout that waitress from the Boar's Nest?" Charlie suggested, having no idea that she was related to Bo and Luke. "She's hot."
Nicodemus smiled. "Yeah, she'd be good. She's probably one of those down-home country girls that's got a caring loving family who'd do anything to get her back, including paying as much as they have to.
Uh-oh. Now this don't look too good. Good thing Daisy knows how to take care of herself, bein' a Duke and all.
The Boar's Nest always seemed lonely to Daisy at night after everyone had left, including Boss Hogg. She always couldn't wait to get out. When the last customer left that night, it was about midnight. It was 12:30 before she left.
She hadn't taken more than three steps outside when a hand clasped around her mouth. She wanted to scream, but there was that hand that would muffle the sound so no one could hear her.
"Hey, sweetheart," came a voice, coming from whom we know as Nicodemus. "You're comin' with us."
She squirmed to get free. But the man's hold was too tight. Nicodemus had a pistol in his other hand. "Hey, Charlie," he said. "She's a-squirmin' a little too much. Should I knock her out?"
"Duh, why'd ya even ask?"
Nicodemus sighed. Daisy was still strangling to get free. That one dude's voice sounds an awful lot like Luke's, she thought. That thought was her last before she was pistol-whipped to the point of unconsciousness . . .
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today . . ." Daisy didn't pay much attention to any more for a while. She couldn't bear to think about the words the minister was saying.
It had come. She didn't think six weeks would arrive so quickly. But of course, he had died after only five. But why Bo? Why did the Good Lord have to take Bo away instead of someone else?
She looked to her left at Uncle Jesse. She couldn't begin to describe the look in his eyes. Mournful, maybe. No, more than that. She didn't know the right word. But she knew how he felt.
Uncle Jesse saw her looking at him, and he wrapped an arm around her and hugged her close.
For a second, she tuned back into what was going on up front, and now it was Luke, saying a few words. "Bo was so full of life," he said. "He kept me goin' when I was just 'bout ready to call it quits. We got into trouble more than our share of times, but that spirit o' his, it always kept me goin' ta think of plan ta get out of any mess . . ."
Daisy once again stopped paying attention. Her mind wandered far, to a land that didn't exist anymore, it had been destroyed five days ago. It was a land full of precious memories, most of which included Bo.
She remembered many happy moments with Bo; helping him with homework, patching up Bo's cut shoulder after he crashed into a tree on his first time driving, teaching him (well, trying to anyway) how to cook, and much, much more.
After all those flashes of random memories passed, Daisy felt more content. She looked back up at Luke standing up there, tears in his eyes.
She realized she had an itch on her face. It wasn't until she touched her cheek to scratch it that she realized she was crying, too. She turned to look at Uncle Jesse. Tears were flowing silently down his face like a river in the springtime.
After the funeral was over, Daisy, Luke, and Jesse stayed at the cemetery a while longer to say their last goodbyes to Bo.
Then she heard a voice that she thought was Luke's. "Sweetheart, sweetheart!" She whipped her head in Luke's direction, only to find it slowly swimming into a man with red hair.
"God, ya finally woke up!"
Back at the Duke farm, the boys and Jesse were noticing that Daisy should have been back. It worried Jesse and Luke more than anything. They thought if something had happened to Daisy, then Bo died, then they'd be all alone with just each other. Neither of them admitted to the other one that that's what they were thinking, but they could sense that the other one thought it too.
Bo had felt tired, so he had gone to bed at eleven. Luke looked in on him and saw that he was out like a light.
"Uncle Jesse," he said as he walked back into the kitchen where Jesse was sitting at the table, sipping at some tea. "I'm gonna go see if I can find her."
"You be real careful, Luke," he said as Luke was already shutting the door behind him. "I don't want all three of ya ta be gone," he added sadly to himself.
Daisy had been sitting in a cold and dark room for what could have been minutes or hours, she had no idea. There was a man with her, also tied up and gagged, and she recognized him as Doc Watson.
She thought a lot in that room. There was not much else she could do. Mostly, she thought about her dream. She knew it was going to come true sooner or later. Hopefully later, rather than sooner, she thought. All she wanted for now was to get home before it happened, so she could see Bo one last time.
Luke felt the grief of everything wash over him more and more as the night wore on. He had been to the Boar's Nest and found Dixie, but no Daisy. He drove on, searching darn near everywhere in Hazzard for her, to no avail.
Finally, he just gave up and went home, thinking that he would be able to see better during the daylight than he could now, in darkness. He also wanted to take Bo with him so he could have a second set of eyes.
The next morning, Luke, Bo, and Jesse had chalked it up to a kidnapping. Bo and Luke decided to report it to a certain deputy, not the sheriff. They figured Enos would care more than Rosco.
"Mornin' Enos," Luke greeted as he walked into the Sheriff's station.
"Howdy, Luke. Hey Bo, how ya feelin'?" Enos asked, concerned.
"Just fine, for now," Bo said anxiously.
Enos nodded. "What can I do fer ya, boys?"
Luke sighed. "We'd like ta report a missing person, we think it might be a kidnappin'."
"Who was kidnapped, Luke?" Enos asked.
"Daisy. She never came home from work last night. I drove by there and saw her Jeep, but she wasn't there."
Enos's eyes bugged out. "Daisy? Well, possum on a gumbush! I'll sure see what I can do, Luke!"
"Thanks a lot, Enos." Luke said.
It was a sunny, yet chilly day in Hazzard as the Duke boys stepped out of the police station.
"Now what do we do, Luke?"
"We should try ta figure out where they're hidin' 'er." Luke mused. "But the question is, how?'
"I know," Bo said serenely. Luke eyed him with curiosity. Bo wasn't returning his gaze, though. He was looking right over Luke's shoulder. "Follow that red sedan!"
Luke turned around. Both boys broke into a sprint towards the General Lee as they took off flying down the road in the direction of the red sedan.
Well, this is where it starts getting' real interesting. Don't go to the fridge now, ya'll, things are just gettin' real good.
A/N: Okay, people. Please try harder this time because last time you let me down. Don't do it again, or I won't ever update. I won't update until I have a total of 35 reviews for all four chapters. I know you can do it. Even if you hate it, just review to it anyways. I cannot stress enough to you people how much I appreciate reviews, even flames. So please, review, critisize, and just remember: the more reviews I get the more willing I will be to update. Thanks again to those who did review!