A/N: To all my reviewers out there, I'm sorry if I pissed you off. Please come back, as you can see, I did update before 35, but that was because I was getting bored of not having any reviews. Anyways, let's TRY to get back in our little groove that we were in the first two chapters. And for any newcomers out there, welcome! I hope you enjoy this, and please leave a review when your done reading! That goes for everyone.

Chapter 5

All right, so here's how I think it's goin'. Doc Perkins ain't really a doctor, so Bo ain't dyin', but the question is, how come Perkins said he was? Perkins and his gang have Doc Watson and Daisy. Bo and Luke were arrested but are out on bail; Enos seems to be the only one on the police side of the law who is really tryin' ta figure out what's goin' on. Bo and Luke are tryin' ta get Daisy back, but they don't know where ta start. So they took off after some red sedan that we know belongs to Charlie and Nicodemus. On top of all that, Bo's about ta kick the bucket, or so they all think. I think I got it all nice an' straight like now, come on ya'll, let's get ourselves back into the story.
Cutting and cutting, Daisy sat in the dark room. The closer she got to freedom, the more she desperately needed it. Mostly, though, she needed it because of Bo. The dream she had was still fresh in her mind. This all kept her striving to reach her goal.

After what could have been hours, or minutes, Daisy couldn't really tell, she finally got free. Her next move was to be a nice girl and let Doc Watson out of his entrapment. As she made her way over to Doc Watson, a noise from behind startled her.

"What'dya think yer doin' sweetheart?" said Perkins, accusation filling the sound of his voice.

Daisy gasped, not daring to turn around and face the enemy. Then she realized she had no choice.

She slowly turned around, eyeing Perkins, racking her brain to figure out what her next move would be.

She lifted her leg up to kick him right in the you-know-where. As Perkins doubled over in pain, she ran. As fast as she could, she ran.

As she ran, she paid attention to where she was coming from so she could tell the police. Then, they'd go there, arrest whoever was involved, and grab poor ol' Doc Watson.

Unfortunately, Daisy had forgotten she was wearing high heels. Most people know that sprinting at full speed in high heels is not a good idea. So, naturally, Daisy twisted her ankle. As she fell to the ground, pain seared up her left leg. She couldn't just stay there, though, because she could hear the sound of a car engine roaring in the distance. It was getting closer, so Daisy had to escape.

Off to her left was a dense area with bushes and trees. Painfully, she stood up, then limped over to the side of the road and hid behind a bush.

This time, Rosco saw the red sedan in front of the Duke boys. But still, he chased them; intent on catching both of these cars because (a) he saw that they were both speeding and (b) he figured they were all in on the kidnapping.

Bo and Luke saw Rosco behind them. "Dang it Rosco, ya always mess everything up!" Luke shouted in frustration.

Charlie and Nicodemus were too smart to lead Bo and Luke right to their hideout, so they had just been driving on random roads and taking them on random turns. But now, they had a change of heart, well, maybe not.

"Hey Charlie," Nicodemus said. "Maybe now, we should lead those dudes and the cop right to the evidence. Then, we drive away, so only the orange car dudes can be seen with them."

Charlie's eyebrows went up and down. "Yeah. Then Perkins might finally give us the credit we deserve."

Inside Rosco's car, he was talking to Flash. "Oh, sweetheart, we're gonna git 'em! I love it, I love it!"

"Breaker, breaker. This is county commissioner J.D. Hogg callin' Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane. Ya gotcher ears on, ya numbskull?" At the sound of Boss Hogg's voice, Flash gave out a low growl.

"Yes, I do, little fat buddy! Khee, khee!"

"Rosco! I ain't yer little fat buddy! But anyways, stay on them Dukes no matter what! Ya hear? They made up some story to Enos about Daisy gettin' kidnapped to throw us off!"

"That's a big ten-four, li- I mean Boss!"

As everybody was driving by, Daisy noticed the flash of orange coming around the corner. She jumped up, but slowed down after remembering the burning feeling in her ankle.

She limped out onto the road. She stood at the side and yelled out, "Bo! Luke! Stop!"

Inside the General, Luke said, "Bo, look out! Daisy!"

"I know, I see her!" Bo said, before slamming on the brakes. Both Duke boys jumped out of the General as fast as, well, faster than humanly imaginable.

"Ya alright, Daisy?" Luke asked, noting the pained look on her face.

"Yeah, runnin' in these dang high heels made me twist my ankle," Daisy explained.

Bo and Luke quickly lifted her into the car, knowing that Rosco was going to show up around the corner within a matter of milliseconds. As soon as they had her settled in the back, they got in themselves and drove away. They started later than they wanted to, so Rosco came around the corner as soon as Bo's foot hit the accelerator, and Rosco's car hit the back end of the General Lee, sending it flying forward. It actually helped the Dukes because it gave them a little boost forward.

Fortunately for Rosco, the General's engine conveniently died right there. "Flash, this is our lucky day! We're gonna catch them Dukes!" Flash made absolutely no response. Typical Flash. "Come on, Flash, darlin' I'll take ya with me, I don't wantcha to miss all the fun! Kew, kew kew!"

Rosco hurriedly stepped out of his patrol car carrying Flash. He figured Flash would take up to much space in his arms, so he put her on the hood.

"Alright, you Duke boys, and Daisy, are under arrest again!" Rosco flashed his idiot grin.

All three Dukes were pretty annoyed with all this by now. "On what charges?" Luke asked. Bo and Luke sat in the windows, and Daisy remained in the backseat.

Rosco realized he had nothing on them at the moment, because all he could see they were doing was harmlessly driving along on a country road. "Uhhhh, uh, Flash, help me out here." Flash barked. "Um, uhhhh ooooo! For crashin' into a police car!"

Luke spoke up again. "Okay, first of all, you crashed into us, remember? And second of all, you couldn't arrest all three of us fer that, Daisy an' me weren't drivin'."

Bo flashed Luke a warning glance. "Yeah, but I was!"

Luke looked at him. "Don't worry Bo, he can't arrest ya on that." He reassuringly shook his head.

"Yes I can, an' I will, too!" Rosco was way too overexcited. But, just the same, he had this little nagging feeling in him that he couldn't quite shake.

Luke looked from Bo to Rosco and back to Bo again. "Run."

Bo looked confused. "Run?"

"Trust me. Just go!"

Slowly, Bo slid out of the window and ran. He decided to follow the road. If he was going to run, he thought he should at least go do something useful with it. He looked behind him, and sure enough, Rosco was chasing him. He still wasn't sure why Luke wanted him to run, but Bo was sure Luke had some sort of trick up his sleeve.

Back at the cars, Luke looked in on Daisy. "Ya wanna stay here, or come with me?"

Daisy didn't hesitate to answer. "I'm comin' with, this is gonna get real interesting, I have a feelin'."

Luke smiled. Then, he helped Daisy out of the car and into the passenger seat of Rosco's patrol car. Without saying a word, he went to where the hood was, picked up Flash, put him on the General's hood, opened the driver's side door, sat down, turned the key in the ignition, and drove down the road the direction of where Bo and Rosco went.

Pretty soon, Daisy and Luke caught up with Rosco, and up ahead they saw Bo. Luke accelerated to catch up with him. "Hop in," Daisy said.

Bo got in the backseat. Exhausted from sprinting all that way, he was breathing pretty heavily. Since he believed he was dying, his mind was playing tricks on his body, so that didn't help any.

Rosco watched in defeat as the Dukes drove away in his patrol car. He sighed, and not knowing what else to do, he got himself and Flash in the General.After a few tries to start the engine, he was surprised how he actually got it to work. He proceeded to drive real slowly down towards Hazzard. "We're gonna get them Duke boys, Flash. They done snookered me. Now it's personal." Flash blinked in reply. The rest of the way, Rosco started to think . . .

Feeling relaxed, Cooter whistled as he was tuning up some random loner car. This whole thing about Bo dying was putting things into perspective for Cooter. He became more appreciative of his friends, his job, everything. His whole life just seemed so beautiful to himself.

He still felt happy, even as he saw Rosco driving up in a smoking General Lee. Of course, he was confused as to why it was Rosco and not Bo and Luke, but he knew he'd find out, so he wasn't worried.

As Rosco pulled himself out of the vehicle, he was fuming mad. Cooter, on the other hand, was amused. "Rosco, why'd ya steal the General?" he asked.

"I didn't steal it," Rosco insisted. "I borrowed it."

"Well, did ya ask if ya could borrow it?" Cooter asked, indefinitely pinning Rosco in a trap.

"Well, no, but I- " Rosco began to say.

"Well then that's stealin', ain't it?"

"Cooter Davenport, it just so happens that when yer a law enforcement officer like me, it ain't stealin', it's confiscatin'. Especially after they done committed a crime themselves."

"Yeah, what'd they do?" Cooter asked, not believing that Rosco was pushing himself out of the trap.

"They stole my patrol car," Rosco said, with a twang of remorse taking over his voice.

Cooter raised an eyebrow. He knew something was up. Sitting down, he said, "Sit down and spit it out, Rosco."

Rosco sighed, and then sat down. "On the way here, I got ta thinkin'."

"Don't hurt yerself, Rosco," Cooter interrupted.

"Hush!" Rosco said sternly. "Anyways, I was startin' ta think, maybe I should let a certain Duke boy, namely Bo, live a little cause this is the only chance he's got."

"Rosco, the only way Bo is gonna 'live a little' is if yer out there chasin' him cause that's what he wants."

"He does?"

Cooter nodded. "He wants everythin' ta be normal."

Rosco's face lit up. "Well in that case, I'll give 'im a chase! I'll give 'im a chase better than any other chase he's ever been in! Includin' the times when he's doin' the chasin'! But wait a minute, I don't got no car, them Dukes stole mine."

Cooter thought about this one. "Maybe yer deputy'll letcha have his," he shrugged.

Rosco grinned like an idiot. "Yeah, yeah, maybe he will." He was getting all excited, laughing, and talking to himself. "Come on, Flash, darlin', we got ourselves a CB call ta make! Khew, khew, khew, khew!"

Well, ol' Rosco's gotta heart in there. I always knew he did. But what's he gonna do when Enos is out tryin' ta look for Daisy and the kidnappers and Doc Watson? Hang on ya'll, we're in fer a wild ride.

Okay ya'll, that was fun, hope you enjoyed it and PLEASE REVIEW! hears an echoing sound You know you want to . . . .