A/N: Howdy ya'll, I'm back with another chappy! This one is probably the hardest chapter I've ever had to write. I changed it around a lot, and it took a while. So please, review, and tell me what you think. But first, ya gotta read it. I had to work extra hard on this to make all the bells and whistles ding when necessary.
Also, there's some medical-ish stuff down there, which I know nothing about, I just know very basic first aid and very basic CPR. I don't know anything beyond that, so if there's something unrealistic in this chapter, oh well. Live with it, but let me know how I could be wrong in a review (hint, hint)
Chapter 6
Now here we are, back in the woods of Chickasaw County. Once Enos finds Becky Lynn 'n' Flash, we'll know fer sure what they found.
Enos could faintly hear Becky Lynn calling his name. He called back. "Hang on, Becky Lynn! 'M on my way!" For a moment he thought she might be hurt.
After a few seemingly endless minutes of running and calling, Becky Lynn's lower legs were visible from behind a bush. It was evident she was kneeling by something. Flash came out to greet him and led him to Becky Lynn.
Before Enos even looked down, Becky Lynn looked up and said, "He's alive." She then scooted aside so he could see. There was Bo, unconscious, pale, but breathing Becky Lynn was pushing pressure on a wound on Bo's shoulder using her maroon sweatshirt. His right leg was elevated on a mound made up by Enos's jacket that he had given to Becky Lynn earlier. Bo's knee looked like it had been pushed out of joint, attempted to have gone back in, but not all the way. Enos couldn't do anything but just stand there for a moment, and then he spoke.
"Is he gonna be alright?" he wondered.
"He's lost a lot o' blood," Becky Lynn answered. "An' he's gone into shock from too much pain. So I guess it all depends on how fast you can run back ta the others, git them ta CB fer help, grab the first aid kit from yer car an' run back. Make sure it's got some gloves an' plenty of gauze. I'm gonna try ta make a makeshift bandage to help stop more bleeding."
"Got it," Enos said as he took off sprinting through the woods.
"Oh Bo," Becky Lynn said. "I hope all this nurse training has paid off."
Ya know, that makes me feel a little better, havin' someone with some medical trainin' with Bo.
A few minutes after he started, Enos's mad dash came to an end. He burst open the door and panted heavily as everyone watched him expectantly. Taking a moment to catch his breath prompted Daisy to inquire, "What's wrong, Enos? Did ya find somethin'?"
Enos nodded. "We found—pant—Bo. He's—pant—he's not dead. But he might—pant—be if ya'll don't git an ambulance—pant, pant. I gotta git a first—pant—aid kit back ta Becky Lynn, an' then come back so I can direct the EMS ta Bo."
All Dukes breathed a sigh of relief. They smiled. "Thank God!" Luke said. "But Enos," he added, "I wanna take the first aid kit back ta them, an' git the EMS ta Bo, if ya don' mind."
"Sure," Enos said. "He's yer cousin. 'S in my car."
"I'll git the ambulance on the CB," Daisy offered. She proceeded to go outside and to the car and the CB, Luke following closely behind her, intending to grab the first aid kit that was located in Enos's car. After retrieving it, he dashed back towards the woods, calling for Becky Lynn, so he would know where to go.
He followed the sound of her voice, and realized that it had taken him less than four minutes to find his way to Becky Lynn.
"Great," Becky Lynn said after taking the first aid kit. She looked up to find Luke gazing directly at his battered cousin. He didn't say anything, just stood there, gawking.
"Luke," Becky Lynn interrupted his stare, "ya wanna go git the EMS so they can git here faster?" She looked down at Bo, and looked up to see Luke sprinting away. She couldn't help but smile.
She released pressure off Bo and opened the first aid kit before slipping on the plastic gloves found inside. After removing her bloodstained sweatshirt and Bo's tan over-shirt, she gently rolled up his blue T-shirt sleeve and carefully placed enough gauze on his shoulder to cover the gunshot wound. Then she used a whole roll of bandaging around Bo's shoulder before using medical tape to hold it in place.
"There Bo," she said, replacing the tape dispenser back into the first aid kit. "It's not a great bandage, and ya still got a bullet in ya, but it'll hold fer now, an' I haven't learned how ta remove bullets yet."
Not too long after that, Luke showed back up with the EMS team.
He wanted out. The rancid odor of sterilizing medical smells was becoming too much for Luke to handle. He was too fidgety to sit, yet too tired to pace. It seemed to be several hours before someone came out, when in reality it was only forty-five minutes.
"I'm looking for, uh, Duke family," a doctor with an Asian accent of some kind said, glancing down at his charts.
"I'm Jesse Duke," Jesse said promptly. "An' that's m' nephew Luke Duke an' m' niece Daisy Duke. How's Bo?"
"I am Dr. Sasaki," the doctor introduced himself. "All right. We have removed bullet from his shoulder. He is stabilized, even conscious. That is how I knew not to call him Beauregard like it says on his charts."
The six of them (Boss Hogg and Rosco had taken Enos's patrol car and went back to Hazzard) laughed at this typical behavior of Bo's.
"Anyways," Dr. Sasaki continued, "he lost lots of blood, but we did transfusion. Somebody made nice temporary bandage before paramedics got there. Who did that?"
"That was me," Becky Lynn declared.
Dr. Sasaki smiled. "You did okay job. What could you have done with more supplies?"
"I coulda done better," Becky Lynn said proudly. "I'm trainin' ta become a nurse."
"Good for you. You may have saved Bo's life," the younger doctor informed her. "Anyhow, moving onto his knee. It was not easy to push into place. Could tell you tried, but failed. We got it pushed in a little more, and it's very, very close, just not as close as I'd like it to be. It'll still be manageable as long as he stays off it for maybe a month. Hard to tell now. It may cause problem later in life. Like very bad arthritis."
"But he's okay now, right?" Daisy asked.
"Yes," Dr. Sasaki confirmed. "Bo is okay now."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. A "Thank God" could be detected in the Dukes'.
"If you all want to see him," Dr. Sasaki continued, "you may."
None of the six wasted any time in seeing the one that had been presumed dead for nearly three hours. Dr. Sasaki led them back to a bright cheery room. Bo was in the bed, pale and weak, but awake.
"Mr. Duke," Dr. Sasaki began, smiling, "you may be most popular guy in whole hospital."
Luke came in first, followed by Daisy, Jesse, Cooter, Becky Lynn, and Enos. Bo was pleasantly surprised at his numerous amount of visitors.
"Hey ya'll," he greeted weakly.
"Hey buddy," Luke said. "How ya feelin'?"
"Like I been thrown into the washin' machine inside out on spin, an' when I was all clean, Daisy must notta left me outside ta dry with all the clothes." Everyone chuckled at this. "So what makes me so lucky I git three extra people here?"
"Cause we thought you's dead," Enos bluntly stated. "Least that's what them crooks told us."
"Sorry 'bout that," Bo said, "I wanted them ta think I was dead, not ya'll."
"Well, ya mighta been, too," Daisy said, "if it weren't fer Enos, Becky Lynn, and Flash."
"Why?" Bo asked impolitely. "What'd they do?" He wouldn't ever admit it, but he was surprised at who his saviors were.
Everyone thought Bo's tone of voice made it sound very rude, but no one reprimanded him, probably because they were happy he could be rude.
"Well," Becky Lynn started, "Flash was the one who found you an' led me to ya."
"An' Becky Lynn was the one who stopped ya from bleedin' ta death," Jesse put in.
"Yes," Becky Lynn agreed. "but I couldn't a done it without Enos, who went to git help, and Luke brought back the first aid kit."
"Well thanks guys," Bo said, with a yawn. "I really appreciate that. Remind me ta git Flash a doggy biscuit 'er somethin'."
Dr. Sasaki, who had stepped out, had now stepped back in and noticed Bo was slowly drifting off.
"Okay," he interrupted. "The man needs sleep now. Everyone out. Except I will let one family member stay for five more minutes."
"I'll stay," Luke jumped in immediately. Nobody argued with him.
As they were heading out, Bo called out, weaker than before, "Cooter."
Cooter turned around. Bo's eyes were shut. "Yeah, buddy-roo?"
"Tow the General . . ." his voice trailed off as sleep overtook him. Cooter understood, though, and made it his first priority to fulfill Bo's request.
Now, Luke was alone with Bo. He took his cousin's weak hand in his and sighed.
"Oh Bo," he said to the sleeping man in the bed. I'm so sorry. If I had just worked at the Boar's Nest, ya at least wouldn't a been alone." He took a couple of shaky breaths. He didn't try to stop it when he felt a couple tears start to fall.
"I'm so glad yer alright, buddy," Luke said softly. "I don' know what I woulda done if ya weren't." He put his hand on Bo's forehead and pushed back some of his blonde hair. Then he sighed again. "I couldn't a done it," he continued. "Ya ain't jus m' cousin, yer like a brother, and yer m' best friend."
Well, Luke, that's sweet an' all, but don' forget there's still them baddies on the loose. Ya'll stick around, ya hear?
Okay, ya'll know what to do now, right? Go for it!
