i Ok well here is this chapter I hope you like it. I want to thank all of you for reviewing. I want to thank evryone that read it.
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Well now for the disclaimer then one with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Dukes of Hazzard all I own our my creations. That for you that don't know is Jennifer (Jazzy), Breanna (Bre), the car (Sunshine).
After their meal, Bo and Jazzy immediately headed for the nearest elevator. They were in the process of entering it when Luke noticed them as he was disembarking his own elevator. His was located across the hallway.
"Bo wait up!" Luke hollered. "Ya gotta come now. Bre's awake. She's askin' fer ya."
Bo looked at his cousin in disbelieve. Jazzy, tight in Bo's embrace, looked at Luke, trying to comprehend what he had said. When Luke nodded, the threesome headed into the elevator.
"Yay!" Jazzy said as the elevator door shut behind them. "Mommy is awake!" She hugged Bo tightly as they began to move.
A few seconds later, they were heading down the hall towards Breanna's room. Upon entering the doorway, Bo smiled as he saw his girlfriend groggy, but awake.
"Hey Bo," Bre said, unsure of what to say. "Jazzy. Have you been a good girl?"
Jazzy nodded eagerly. "Bo's nice! I like him." She wriggled her way loose from Bo and dashed over to her mom, wrapping her in a big bear hug.
Cooter looked down at his sister, before turning to Luke and Daisy. "I think these three need ta be left by themselves," he whispered.
Daisy looked up at Breanna, Bo, and Jazzy. "Guys, I gotta go. I gotta work at the Boar's Nest taday."
Luke followed her prompt, and continued. "Uncle Jesse needs me on the farm."
Cooter followed up with, "I gotta git back ta the garage. Gotta make a livin', ya know." With that, they all exited the premises.
"Bo," Breanna cried out. "I gotta talk to ya. I'm sorry. I shoulda told ya bout Jazzy." She held her daughter tight as she let her sobs loose.
Bo eased down on the edge of the bed.
"Shhh. Its okay,"Bo comforted. "I understand, ya didn't wanna tell me bout yer past. The others told me the whole story. I forgive ya, but please, from now on, we gotta be honest with each other. An' it's okay, I like this little twerp anyway." He ruffled Jazzy's hair.
"Hey stop that!" Jazzy proclaimed playfully. "You better fix my hair, mister!" She whacked Bo with her new bear.
"All right, all right," Bo said with the same playfulness. "Just don't hit me no more." He faked a fall off the edge of the bed.
Balladeer: Them three would make a real nice family; don't ya'll think?
Breanna spoke up once more. "Ya know, me an' Cooter an' Daisy talked with the doctor. I can git outta here tamorrah."
Bo grinned. "That's great! I'll fix up yer car, an' I'll watch Jazzy fer ya," he offered.
"You watch Jazzy,"Bre said. "But let Cooter fix the car. I've seen you try, an', well, I'd feel more comfortable with Cooter."
Bo gave her the puppy dog eyes, and the lip. Bre laughed before conceding. "I'm sorry. Forgive me."
"Okay this time," Bo said. "But I ain't so sure bout next time."He leaned down to plant a kiss on her face.
"Ewwwwwwwwwww gross!" Jazzy interrupted."Stop it!"
"Hey Bre," Bo said. "I think I should take Jazzy back to the farm. She's gonna need ta git outta here and git herself a bath." He grinned.
"Okay," Breanna agreed. "See ya later Bo. Jazzy come here an' gimme a hug before ya go." Her baby girl dashed over to her and threw her arms around her mother. After they said their goodbyes, Bo led Jazzy out to the parking lot.
"Bo?" Jazzy asked from her perch on Bo's shoulders. "Which car is yours?"
"It's the orange one with a rebel flag on top,"Bo told her. "It's called the General Lee. Ya see it? I ain't sure where Luke parked it."
"Is that it?" Jazzy asked pointing to an orange car far away in the corner. Bo nodded and they made their way over to the car. An excited Jazzy led so far forward she almost fell off Bo"s shoulders.
After Jazzy was situated in the front seat, Bo went around and slid in through the driver's side window.
"Jazzy," Bo began, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Would ya like ta go fer the ride a yer life?" When Jazzy nodded, Bo continued. "But ya gotta promise ya can't tell nobody, and I mean nobody."
Jazzy nodded. "Don't worry, it'll be our little secret." She covered her mouth with one finger as if to say, "Shhhh."
Balladeer: I don't know bout ya'll but, I think Bo don't wanna tell nobody cause he'll git in real big trouble if anyone finds out what he's gonna do.
Once that was settled, they headed off down the road. Driving down Route 10, Bo spotted a construction site. He grinned. "Hang on Jazzy, this is the secret!" Jazzy grabbed the seat as Bo took off on a mound of dirt the construction workers made.
They were totally air-born. Bo let out a "Yeeeeeeeeeeee-haaaaaaaaaaw!" as it was in the air.
Unfortunately when they landed, the General hit a sharp rock. The tire blew, so he couldn't speed away like normal.
"Whoa," Jazzy said. "That was fun! Can we do it again?" She didn't realize one of the tires was flat.
"Sorry Jazzy," Bo responded. "We gotta flat. Don't think we'll be doin' it again taday." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he noticed Enos screaming off the same jump. He landed in the pond. Bo wondered how long Enos had been chasing them.
When Enos figured out that Bo wasn't going anywhere, he quickly swam to shore. "Hey Bo!" he called. "Now, I'm gonna have ta' rest ya fer reckless drivin', but I can't drive ya downtown cause neither of us gotta car."
"Enos, ya can"t arrest me," Bo protested. He nodded towards the car, where Jazzy was.
Balladeer: Enos may be a fool, but he ain't too dumb ta know not ta take a little kid cross that jump.
Enos went bug-eyed. "Bo, ya went across that with a little kid?" Bo nodded sheepishly. "Ya shouldn't do that, Bo!"
"I know," Bo said.
"Bo!" Jazzy said from the car. "Ya told the p'ice officer the secret. Shame on you!" She patted her index fingers together.
They ignored her. "Bo," Enos said. "Now I'm gonna use yer CB ta call Cooter ta git our cars, and we'll go to the police station. I'll git the kid ta Uncle Jesse, don't worry bout that."
"Enos, I could always just change the tire,"Bo offered. "We could git goin' now."
Enos nodded and pulled Jazzy out of the car. He acquainted himself with Jazzy as Bo changed the tire.
After Bo changed the General's tire, the three had an awkward ride back to town, Bo and Jazzy in the General and Enos in his car. When they arrived, Bo got Jazzy out of the car, still not saying a word.
"Bo," Jazzy began with tear-filled eyes. "I'm sorry I got you in trouble. We can still hang out, can't we?" Her tone was almost pleading.
Bo sighed. "It's okay," he told her. "It's my fault. I shoulda known better. We can still be friends, I promise." He picked her up, and they hugged.
"Well I like you," Jazzy said as they made it inside. "Mommy has good taste."
"Bo, I'm real sorry," Enos but in. "I gotta get a mug shot of ya."
Bo half-heartedly went into the jail cell, and Enos snapped the mug shots.
"All right Enos, ya gotcher shots," Bo said as he sat down in the cell. "Can you call Uncle Jesse ta come git Jazzy? But don't let 'im bail me out yet."
"Okay Bo," Enos said. "I can do that." He left Bo alone in the jail cell.
The more Bo thought about the situation, the guiltier he felt. He knew Enos was absolutely right; he was endangering a helpless young life. It was one thing jumping a car with Luke or Daisy or all the other people he knew because they were big enough to handle it.
He didn't have any desire to leave. He wanted to stay in the jail cell forever, so he could never endanger a human life again.
Balladeer: Poor ol' Bo. Ya kinda have ta feel sorry fer that boy, don'tcha?
Enos dreaded the phone call he was about to make. He didn't want to hurt Bo, but he had to tell Uncle Jesse everything. Slowly, he asked Maybelle, the operator, to connect him to the Duke farm. It rang three times before it was picked up.
"Luke Duke here," Luke answered.
"Hey there Luke, this is Enos," he greeted. "May I please speak to Uncle Jesse?" He especially didn't want to tell Luke what happened, but he know the dark-haired Duke cousin would find out eventually.
"Sure thing Enos," Luke said politely. Puzzled, he went to go find his uncle.
"Hey Enos," Jesse said. "What's the problem?"
"Well, Uncle Jesse, I hate ta tell ya this, but I had ta arrest Bo fer speedin' an' reckless drivin'. He jumped over Willowbee Creek with Jazzy in the car. You gotta come down here an' pick up Jazzy an' talk to him. He don't want you ta pay his bail." Enos felt bad about what happened and guilty that he told Jesse everything, even the part about not paying bail. Bo didn't wish for Enos to tell Jesse about that.
Jesse hung up with Enos, and he sighed. Then he took a moment to evaluate the situation.
Balladeer: Well ya'll, looks like Enos told ol' Jesse bout Bo not wantin' ta get bailed outta jail. Last time a Duke thought that was when Coy Duke thought he caused an accident, but he didn't.
"Luke!" Jesse called out. "I'm goin' inta town, will ya finish with Maudine fer me?" He didn't want to worry his nephew, so he withheld the information about Bo's arrest. When Luke gave his consent, Jesse hopped in his pickup and sped towards town. Fifteen minutes later, Jesse arrived at the courthouse.
He saw Bo sitting miserably in the cell, and it was like someone had stabbed Jesse in the heart with a knife and was now twisting it.
Jesse shot Bo a sympathetic glance as he made his way over to his jailed nephew. He pulled a chair over from Enos's desk and placed it in front of Bo's cell before sitting down. He sighed before glancing over at Jazzy, who was fast asleep in a chair.
"Okay, Bo, let's talk 'bout this," he began. "Can ya tell me why ya don't want me ta bail ya out?"
"Why, Uncle Jesse?" Bo walked over to the wanna-be bed and lay down. "There ain't nothin' ta talk about. I just don't want to."
"Beauregard James Duke," Jesse said sternly. Because of the use of his full name, Bo's attention was fully Jesse's. "You git over here an' tell me what's wrong."
Bo was the Duke cousin who usually wore his emotions on his sleeves, even more so than Daisy. Not this time, and Jesse was determined to get to the bottom of it.
"I was stupid, Uncle Jesse," Bo cried. "Didn't Enos tell ya why I'm here? Lemme tell ya. Speedin' an' reckless drivin'. I coulda got myself, or Enos, or Heaven forbid, Jazzy hurt. That's why I'm gonna stay here, even if ya pay the bail." He started to move away again, but Jesse grabbed his arm.
"What do ya mean ya could a gotten them hurt?" Jesse wondered
"I jumped a creek with Jazzy cause we wanted some fun. We blew a tire when we landed, an' that's why Enos caught us. I coulda killed us. So if you wanna pay the bail, fine, but I'm stayin' an' I ain't drivin' ever again. Ever."
Balladeer: Ya'll, a Duke bein' afraid ta drive is like a owl bein' afraid of the dark. Ya'll stick around.
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