Disclaimer: I do not own the Duke. I only own Sam, Breanna, Her dad, Mr. Haysaby, and her car angel.
I hope you like it. Lets get the story started. It is what happen to Bo and Breanna when they got knocked out.
The first sign of returning consciousness was the frigid air. It pierced through her skin like pins and needles. Slowly, she opened her eyes. A face slowly swam together before her eyes. A stout, balding man was staring back at her.
Alarmed, she sat up. "Dad? What are you doing? Where's Bo?"
"Who?" Mr. Roberts asked.
"Bo. My boyfriend!" She looked around, and found an unconscious Bo laying on a platform near her. Once she was content knowing where he was, she asked, "Where are we? Why's it so cold? And what's that smell?"
Mr. Roberts looked up. "Guess you haven't noticed the meat hangin' from the ceiling. "We're in a meat storage freezer in town, behind the butcher shop. The butcher's over there," he said, referring to the tied up man in the corner "I guess I'll tell people he's on vacation."
"Dad. This isn't Atlanta. People are gonna be suspicious."
"Well, I'll just say I'm an old friend."
"What's going on?" she asked, panicky.
"I told you shouldn't defy your father," Mr. Roberts said. "You shouldn't have quit racing. You were so good. If you go back, I'll let you out."
Breanna gave her dad a nasty look. "I don't wanna race anymore. You can't just keep me in here unless I go back. I'm not going back. And if you are keeping me here, at least let Bo go."
"Naw, I don't think so, sweetheart," another voice said. Breanna looked up to see a dark haired man, Haysbee standing next to him."Sam?" Breanna asked, shocked. "What, why?"
"We got yer friend cause he's not worthy ta be yers. Me, I think you should be mine, and not his.""We tried this once already Sam," Breanna pointed out. "Not again." She shook her head as an afterthought."That's where yer wrong," Sam said, pulling out a gun to Bo's head, but not shooting him, at least not yet."
Balladeer: I sure hope Bo wakes up 'fore that Sam fella don't wanna wait no longer.
It was almost dinnertime, and Daisy was starting to get worried. Bo wasn't home yet, and he never missed dinner. So, she did what she always did when she was nervous, and she made an apple pie.
"Daisy, Bo's gonna be okay," Luke said reassuringly, knowing that's what Daisy was thinking. "He's a big boy, and besides, I'm sure Breanna would have called on the CB if something was wrong."
"Oh, Luke, I'm sure you're right," Daisy said, not convincing. "I just hope that Haysbee dude don't try ta git revenge like lotsa people round here seem ta wanna do. You an' I both know Bo always gits in trouble cause a girls."
"Just act natural around Uncle Jesse," Luke said as he began to set the table. "I don' wanna worry 'im, since we don' know fer sure somethin's wrong. I'm mean, ya know how he is with girls, he always loses track a time. Lemme go git Uncle Jesse."
As he made his way towards the barn, Luke noted how cold it suddenly had gotten. He shivered.
"Uncle Jesse-e," he called, teeth chattering. "D-dinner's r-ready!" Jesse quickly came out of the barn, looking upset. "What's wr-rong, U-uncle Jesse?"
"Luke," Jesse said, clearly apprehensive. "Somethin' ain't right, I know it. My big toe is hurtin' an' when it's hurtin' I know we got trouble. Is Bo back yet?"
"No, Uncle Jesse, he ain't," Luke said remorsefully. "If ya want, I can look for 'im after dinner, and we can git Cooter ta help."
They went inside to dinner, but no one was really hungry, and everyone was quiet. After awhile, Luke excused himself to go out looking for Bo.
"Breaker one, breaker one. This is Lost Sheep callin' Crazy Cooter. Crazy C, ya out there?" Luke called over the CB as he made his way down dirt roads.
"This is Crazy Cooter comin' atcha on the Hazzard net, what can I dooooo for yooooooooou buddy-roooooooo?" Cooter said.
"I'm out on Old Mill Road by the farm. I'm lookin' fer Bo an' Breanna cause they might be in trouble. Bo weren't home fer dinner, an' ya know that don't happen too often. I'm gonna check over at Breanna's place, could ya check over at Hazzard Pond an' see if they's still there?"
"Sure thing. Call ya if I find somethin'."
Balladeer: I wonder what ol' Cooter's gonna do when he gets to Hazzard Pond and finds Angel, but not Bo or Breanna.
"Breaker one, breaker one. I may be crazy but I ain't dumb. Craaaaaaaazay Cooter comin' atcha. Any Dukes out there on the Hazzard net?"
Balladeer: Well I guess now we're findin' out.
"Ya got Lost Sheep."
Daisy beat Jesse to the CB. "Ya got Bo Peep an' Shepard, too. What's goin' on, Cooter? Ya find 'em?"
"That's a negatory. I found Angel, Bre's car. They ain't nowhere 'round here. I'll keep lookin' but I'll tow Angel back to the garage first. Over an' out."
"Alright, Luke," Jesse said. "Git on home. It ain't gonna do no good lookin' when it's this dark out. We'll look in the morning.
"But Uncle Jesse—"
"No buts Luke, git on home."
"Alright Uncle Jesse. I'll be there in two shakes of a lamb's tail. Over an' out.
Balladeer: Well, ya'll, let's go see what's goin' on back at the baddies' hideout.
"Dad," Breanna said, desperately. "They're gonna find us. When they do, you'll regret it."
"Shut up, girl," Sam said threateningly. "Them Dukes could care less 'bout you. They just wanna git their cousin back." He lifted up Bo's head a little.
"You're lying," Breanna said. "They care about me." Her eyes were moistening up.
"Shut up, Bre!" Mr. Roberts said, before slapping his daughter across the face. "They don't care 'bout you! Luke Duke is afraid yer gonna beat 'im at races. An' Daisy Duke is afraid yer gonna become the prettiest gal in Hazzard. They don' like ya none."
Breanna stared him in the eyes, as if she was beginning to believe him.
Balladeer: I don' know 'bout ya'll, but I'd like ta beat them dudes up real bad. Stick around.
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