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Bo-duke-2009: Thanks. Sorry this isn't soon enough.

Daisyduke 80: Love that movie. Here's more. I guess so. No, go ahead and write it. And then when you post it, private message me. I'd love to see what you come up with. Sorry this isn't soon enough.

HazzardGrl: So am I...in spirit. Well, maybe somebody will...in time of course. Wait and see. Glad you like. I know. The first time I saw the scene, I was like, "Oh, no. They're not gonna ruin a Duke are they?" Sorry this isn't soon enough.

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Anakin's Girl 4eva: Sounds good to me. Thanks. Glad you think so. I will. Sorry this ain't soon enough.

DixieDavenport: Love the handle. Thanks. You'd think. Glad you approve. Yeah, I thought it'd be a good twist. Oh, that's so cool. This probably won't have any mention of firefightin' other than how Luke's job is goin, but if does, feel free to tell me of any inaccuracies. Congrats by the way. I imagine that the look on his face was priceless. Again, congrats. Btw, what does the 'GV' stand for?

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HazzardHusker: Yeah it did, and you're right. Although, I'll try not to make it too dark. I still want it to be the same Dukes we all know and love. Thanks. Keep readin'. Sorry this ain't soon enough.

Dukeaholic (ch 1-2): I see we have the same addiction. Thanks. I was hopin' some people would catch on. Thanks. Glad you think so. Keep readin' and find out. Yeah, I figured any girl would. Yes, I know it's impractical, but what can I say? I'm a sucker for the odd couple.

Windyfontaine: Thanks. Glad I could bring ya back. I'm glad you like it so far. Oh, really? I wasn't sure. Thanks. Here's more.

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DISCLAIMER

I have to say, I was amazed by the enormous response to this fic. Glad to see you approve. Dukes of Hazzard belongs to the WB. I only own Pauline and Carly right now, but that may change. Got the sink scene from the movie "For the Love of a Child".

After supper, everyone went inside to help Jesse put away the food.

"Bo, you mind helpin' me wash the dishes?" Jesse asked.

"No, Sir," Bo answered, finishing his glass of water. Jesse walked over to the sink and turned on the hot water. Bo froze. A hand reached out and water came out of the faucet.

"Bo?" Jesse asked. The glass slid from Bo's grasp and onto the floor. Hearing the sound, Jesse quickly turned off the water. Seeing the sudden tenseness in her boyfriend's stance, Carly approached him.

"Come on, Bo. Come on back," she quietly

encouraged. However, he just stood there.

"Bo?" Luke questioned.

"Bo, are you okay?" Jesse asked.

"Bo? Darlin'?" Daisy asked. She reached out to touch his arm, and he jerked back.

"Don't you dare!" he cried.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bo. Take it easy, son," Jesse soothed. Bo panted.

"What in the world?" Luke asked.

"He's lost his mind," Daisy gasped.

"No he hasn't. He's---just been through a lot," Carly replied. Bo closed his eyes and tried to block out the memory. He could still feel the water making contact with his skin.

"Easy, Bo. You're all right now," he heard his girlfriend whisper soothingly. Bo inhaled and exhaled shakily. She was right. Things were okay now. The case over and done with.

"What happened to you on the circuit?" Luke wondered.

"Nothin'. Come on, Luke. What are you gettin' at?" Bo scoffed.

"I'm talkin' 'bout how you completely zoned out on us when Uncle Jesse turned on the water," Luke reminded him.

"Luke, I'm tellin' ya! It ain't nothin', so just leave me alone!" Bo exclaimed. With that, he turned around and stomped out the door.

"Bo!" Luke exclaimed as his cousin slammed the door behind him.

"What in tarnation?" Jesse questioned.

"I'll go check on him," Carly offered. Without waiting for a response, she followed after Bo.

"Bo! Bo!" Carly cried, hurrying after him. She caught up with him by the shed.

"Bo. Hey," she said softly, as she put a hand on his shoulder. He blew out a breath and hung his head.

"Shouldn't have said anything," he muttered.

"Well, you didn't get into the details," she reminded him.

"That don't matter, Carly! I said enough!" he exclaimed, turning to face her. "I made 'em suspicious, and if I ain't careful, they're gonna find out that I let some blamed gal git the best of me!" he shouted.

"Hey, I'm not the bad guy, here. Remember?" Carly reminded. "And I don't appreciate you snapping at me," she continued.

"All right, Darlin'. I'm sorry," Bo apologized. He cupped her face into his hands. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I'm just---I'm just still a little rattled from everythin' that happened," he stated.

"Hey, I get it. And I don't blame you. But you have to tell your family," Carly insisted, resting a hand on his chest.

"I can't, Carly. Not just yet," Bo stated. His hands slid down from her face and rested on her shoulders.

"But, Bo---" Carly objected.

"Darlin', please. Just don't push it," Bo implored. She raised her hands so that they dangled around his neck.

"Okay, I'll drop it...for now," she agreed. "But you know, sooner or later, you're gonna have to tell them," she reminded him.

"Yeah, Darlin. I know," he sighed in dejection. Then, she pulled him closer and rested her head on his chest.