A/N: Wow...all the reviewers kind of sprang up from the shadows on that last chapter! What happened there guys?! Not that i'm complaining, great response, me and Candylovin are feeling more hopeful now! Keep on reading and keep those reviews coming in. Please!!

Sleep left the young man slowly, as he tried to figure out where he was. The wooden ceiling above him, told him he wasn't in the comfort of his own bed. Turning around, a familiar sight greeted him. Old furniture and tools laying around confirmed to him he was at his best friends house. And with that question answered, other things came back to him too, and he desperately closed his eyes again, hoping that sleep would take his troubles away again. But the gods weren't so merciful. The harsh sounds of pots and pans being manhandled, told Bo that Cooter was up and cooking. And if Bo knew his friend as good as he thought he did, he had to get to the kitchen fast, or it was gonna be burnt toast for him…

Sitting up, he rubbed his tired eyes, feeling the bags underneath them, the evidence of last night's events. Standing on the cold ground, various aches made themselves known, all thanks to the tumble him and Luke took from the steps last night ... Bo briefly wondered if Luke was feeling this stiff too, but immediately banned this thought from his mind. He didn't want to think about him right now. Being called a liar was something Bo Duke did not take lightly, but if his own cousin said it… It had caused a lot of hurt, and right now, Bo felt like he needed some time alone. Time to figure things out. But most of all, time to figure Jason Dupree out. Cause no matter what Luke said or did, Bo was not gonna let some Marine guy take his cousin away from him…

"Good mornin buddyroo!" Cooter's cheerful voice greeted him as he wandered in the kitchen. Bo smiled, his friend could never be found in a bad mood.

Sitting down at the table, the two men ate while Bo explained what had happened. This time he talked slowly, making sure Cooter understood what happened. And together, they decided to do a little check up on Jason Dupree.

One hour later, Hazzard Square

"I don't get it! It's like this guy doesn't even exist…" Bo fumed. Their search had proved to be futile, since nobody ever heard of Jason Dupree.

"It's like he dropped off the face of the earth after the war," Cooter added, just as confused as Bo. Looking around him, he noticed the telephone office, where Maybel was just entering, ready for a day of connecting phonecalls…

Cooter softly punched Bo, who reacted with an exasperated 'ouch', and immediately dragged his blonde friend with him towards the small office.

"What ya doin Coot?" Bo asked, not quite following Cooters train of thought.

Shaking his head, Cooter smiled, Bo Duke could be a little slow if he wanted to… But as soon as he thought that, a soft, 'ooow', escaped the Duke's mouth.

Another hour later, while Bo was outside, chatting up Maybel, Cooter noticed a call being placed from Hazzard Hotel. After putting the person through, Cooter Davenport listened in to the conversation, mouth set in a thin line from what was being said…

"What do ya mean change of plans? We was going to go after that Marine fella of yours, so he could take the fall for the robbery…"

The other voice, Cooter guessed that was Jason Dupree, got very low.

"Looks like the good ole sarge got himself a cousin who ain't that gullible. I took care of him though… At least for now he's out of the way, you make sure it stays like that."

"Ah, Jase… Ya know I can't risk another visit to jail… Killin that old guy cost me ten years of my life…" the other voice whined.

"You want the money or not? This job is gonna get us loaded. And ain't it just great that we can blame it all on Luke Duke and his cousin?"

Shocked, Cooter put the headphones down. Looking up he noticed Bo hurrying inside after Maybel. Just in time…

Standing up hurriedly Cooter greeted Maybel and left the office with Bo following.

"Sorry Coot, that was the longest I could hold her there… That girl can talk though, my ears are ringin right bout now,"

"Well not as much as mine buddyroo," Cooter cut in telling Bo what he had heard on the phone.

One minute later Bo's nerves were so high-strung he could only pace.

"I knew it! That fella was trouble from the moment he stepped foot on the farm…" Thinking for a moment, he jumped up, Cooter following him.

"I gotta tell Luke,"

Forcibly stopping a Dukeboy was hard work, but Cooter did so anyway.

"Now listen Bo, are ya sure that's a good idea? Do ya think he'll believe ya after what happened last night?"

He hated playing the devils advocate, but someone had too… Bo Duke was someone who went with his gut instincts, but this time, it could be too dangerous. And knowing Luke Duke, Cooter wanted to stop Bo from making rash decisions. If he didn't get hurt himself, someone else would…

Bo however, had made up his mind.

"He has ta Coot! We have evidence now, not just my word, but yours too," It hurt to say this, especially since Luke used to believe Bo without a doubt. Now he had to have Cooter with him to back him up. And no matter what the outcome of this situation would be, Bo felt something had infinitely changed between the two cousins.

Sighing, Cooter knew he was talking to a brick wall. But he could loosen some cement though…

"Ya hafta think this through buddyroo. I think we should talk ta Jason first. Maybe he can answer some questions…"

Thinking it through for a second, Bo nodded. "Allright, let's go."

"Now wait a minute," Cooter mumbled, " I need ta order those parts Miss Tizdale needed first, or I'll never get my mail again…"

Seeing Bo's determined look, he added a little warning, "An' don't go talkin to him without me. That fella can be dangerous."

"But Coot!"

"Now don't go beggin on me Bo, that don't suit ya. So promise me ya won't go?"

Putting on his most honest look, Bo nodded, "I promise."

Cooter nodded thoughtfully before running off to his shop, not noticing Bo's crossed fingers coming from behind his back while a small smile graced his lips.

A few minutes later Bo was headed to the Hazzard hotel, hoping to catch Jason before he went to the farm or was picked up by Luke.

Seeing the man in question coming round the corner, Bo knew he was in luck. On his way over to the hotel he had thought about the phone-call, worry settling in his stomach. Cause even though he was mad at Luke for not believing him, he wouldn't let some no good bank-robber call himself Luke's friend and hurt him. So now he was gonna confront Jason Dupree, he was gonna be the responsible one and take care of his older cousin…

When Jason Dupree woke up, he had felt rejoiced. His plan was working, Bo Duke would be taken care of, and within a day he would have his revenge on Luke Duke. Finally things were looking up for him. No more jail, with its gang-fights and other mishaps. No more connections with his ferociously hated army life, and most of all no more goody two shoes Luke Duke…Life was good.

So when he saw Bo Duke coming towards him after leaving the hotel, he felt a twinge of annoyance. Now he had to take care of it himself. And he hated getting his hands dirty…

Skidding to a halt before the so called friend, Bo decided to jump in headfirst.

"What are you planning against my cousin?"

"Excuse me?" Jason responded, deciding to just play dumb for now.

But Bo Duke was on a mission, and not even Jason Dupree was going to keep him away from his goal of getting Dupree to admit his intentions.

"You know darn well what I mean. An' let me tell you, yur not gonna get away with it. Luke may be your friend, but when he sees the criminal you really are, he'll make sure you'll be put to jail."

This time, a small smile made its way to Jason's lips. And Bo didn't like it one bit. Taking a small step back, he suddenly realized they were standing in the alley next to the hotel. A place where no one could see them…

"So you think you got me all figured out huh farmboy? Well, how were ya gonna convince that cousin of yours that I'm as bad as you say I am?"

Bo swallowed. He didn't like the other man's tone one bit. But most of all he was starting to regret his decision to come here alone…

"Well, that phone-call ya made to that friend of yours will be enough, don't ya think?" Bo spewed, getting angry that the man was getting to him, so he spilled his trump-card.

Jason's smile faded immediately, but was replaced by a calculating look. It somehow reminded Bo of the look of one of those predators you saw on tv… Taking another step back, he suddenly felt the warm wall against his back and cursed himself for putting himself in this position.

Jason wasn't happy about this outcome, but he knew that this was his chance to get rid of that Duke once and for all. If he only could get rid of him long enough to keep Luke in control… The idea hit him as fast as a lightning bolt, and he immediately advanced on Bo.

Bo noticed the predicament he was in and turned as fast as he could, using his long legs to create distance between himself and the person behind him.

He hadn't counted on that dumpster being there though, and as he stumbled over it, scraping his knees on the concrete ground, he knew he was doomed.

He was about to look up, when unbearable pain flashed behind his ear. His head felt heavy, as he laid it down on the sidewalk. Fuzzy shapes formed his vision, but it turned dark very fast. His final thought as he lost consciousness wasn't about himself… The only and biggest worry he had was about Luke…

And as the body at his feet went limp, Jason Dupree stood smiling…