Chapter Five
A shadow fell over Luke, causing him to look up into the face of Ricky Rudd, who held the trophy in his hands.
A horde of reporters and other people were outside, taking snapshots.
"Can we go somewhere private to talk?" Ricky asked Luke.
Luke nodded and motioned for Ricky to follow him into the ICU waiting room.
Once there, Luke shut the door before he turned to Luke.
"I want to thank you for what ya did for ma cousin. It meant alot." Luke said.
"Well, He deserves this, but next time, I aim ta win it fair and square!" Ricky said with a smile.
A small smile graced Luke's face for a second as he looked out the door, waiting to hear from a doctor.
"How is he doing?" Ricky asked.
Luke shook his head slightly.
"Don't know. He's in surgury an' the doc's not sure if he'll survive." Luke said.
"Ah man that's tough. Well, if ya need anything, don't hesitate ta call." Ricky offered.
"Thanks Ricky." Luke replied.
Both Ricky and Luke sat in silence for awhile before a doctor came.
When the door opened to admit a doctor in hospital scrubs, both Luke and Ricky lept to their feet.
"Mr. Lukas Duke?" The doctor asked.
Luke stepped forward and asked, "How's Bo?"
"Well he survived the surgury. We repaired what we could, but we ended up having to remove his spleen and half of his liver. His lung is still in question. We're not sure if it will heal. If it doesn't, we will need to find a doner." The doctor said.
Luke offered his lung, to which the doctor nodded his head and said he would check it out, to see if it would work.
"When can we see him?" Ricky asked.
"You can both see him, but only one at a time, and only for five minutes, at least until we get a room prepared." The doctor said.
He then led them into the ICU.
Ricky waited in the waiting room while the doctor took Luke to a curtained off area of the ICU where Bo lay.
One glimpse of Bo, lying so still, skin pasty white and his whole body covered with bandages, casts and tubes was almost enough to make a grown man cry!
"Bo, you can get through this, I know you can." Luke mumbled as he held his cousin's limp hand for a second, willing it to come to life.
When nothing happened, Luke laid the hand back down and walked out, allowing Ricky to go in.
After five minutes, Ricky walked out and rejoined Luke.
"I hate seein' people in the hospital. It gives me the creeps." Ricky said.
Luke nodded his head as he said, "Yeah, I know what'cha mean."
Finally the doctor came back and told them that Bo was in a room and that they could go and see him.
Luke immediatly lept up, followed by Ricky. They both followed the doctor upstairs to room #52 where Bo lay, surrounded by mechanical equipment.
"We will know in the next few hours if we will have to remove his lung." The doctor said before he left them alone with the patient.
The doctor was sad because in all of his years of working there, he had seen people hurt alot less than Bo, and those people had been dead.
In truth, the doctor didn't give much hope for Bo.
Luke had to suppress a gasp as he saw Bo for the second time.
If it was at all possible, Luke would have guessed that Bo had grown paler than when he had last seen him!
"He isn't gonna make it. Is he?" Ricky asked sadly as his eyes shifted to Luke, who stood there beside his cousin.
"There's always hope Ricky. There's always hope." Luke murmered as he sat down and held Bo's lax hand.
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A/N: Alright, I know this one was fairly short but I wanted to get this chapter out before I take off DOH fan fic writing for a week.
I need to start focusing on my other fandoms, but don't worry people, within a week I will have either begun the next chapter and or will be posting it within next week.