(A/N: Well, y'all have been good to me, through the good, the bad, and the ugly. You'll see the ugly today. No matter what happens (and it's actually not all that bad) please read completely to the end, it gets better!)
(1:00 pm, Wednesday, Duke Farm)
After the service, there was a small gathering at the Duke Farm for the people who attended the funeral to send their condolences to the remaining family. By the looks of it, most of Hazzard, including Boss, was there. After everyone said they condolences and started leaving, things got very quiet. The ones, besides the Dukes, who stayed were Marie and Cooter. Bo had been thinking, then he decided on something. "Hey, y'all, I'm gonna go for a walk, I just need some time to myself." Bo said. "Okay." Luke said, and the others nodded. Bo left the house.
Bo started walking. He knew exactly where he wanted to go. He found himself at the Monongahela bridge. He thought back to that final hospital visit…
(1:36 am, Tuesday, Tri-County Hospital)
When they finally reached the hospital, which felt like the longest drive ever, they hurried inside to Dr. Penguama. Dr. Penguama motioned for the Dukes to come to the conference room. "I need to talk with y'all. We arent' sure if Mr. Duke's gonna make it through the night. His blood pressure dropped down very fast, and he has a labored heart rate. Also, there is a tube connected to help him breathe." Dr. Penguama paused a moment to let it all sink in. "How great of a chance is there of him surviving?" Luke asked softly. "Well, it's very slim to none." Dr. Penguama explained, when suddenly there was a high-pitched noise coming from Jesse's room. "You three can stay here while I see what's wrong." Dr. Penguama said quickly, then left the room.
Ten minutes later, Dr. Penguama came back to the room. "I'm very sorry kids. Mr. Duke's heart quit beating. We tried our best to save him, but luck wasn't with us tonight." Dr. Penguama said gently. Daisy immediately started sobbing. "If you'd like to see him, you can." Dr. Penguama said. Daisy shook her head, along with Bo, who started silently crying. "No thank you, I'll call Chuck and have him come get Uncle Jesse in the morning." Chuck Behm was the funeral director and mortition of Hazzard County. He had been friends with the Dukes for a very long time. "Alright, whenever you're ready, you can go ahead and go, I have patients to tend to. Again, I'm terribly sorry." Dr. Penguama said, setting out a box of tissues. The Dukes waited a couple minutes, before finally getting up and leaving one last time.
(Monongahela Bridge)
"Uncle Jesse, it should have been me, not you dead." Bo said. Bo took a deep breath, then jumped, splashing into the icy cold river.
"AHHHH!" Bo screamed, waking up in his own bed. "What's the matter, Bo?" Luke asked. "Nothing, it was just a dream…I hope." Bo said, then got up out of bed and went to Uncle Jesse's room. He saw Uncle Jesse sleeping in his bed. Bo crossed the room, crawled in bed next to Uncle Jesse like he'd do when he was a kid, and fell peacefully back asleep, after giving The Good Lord above a 'thank you'.
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(A/N: If you think that I could write this with dry eyes and a complete heart, you don't know me very well. It was very hard throwing Bo off a bridge that's about a 2 minute drive from my house. Please review with the little BUTTON WITH 'GO' PRINTED ON IT, Elenhin. lol, loves much cuz!)