A/N: Hey all...well that was okay last chapter...I suppose...but we have had better responses! Come on guys, its nearly Christmas, I know more of you are reading this. Please review...pwetty pwease...Now I know this chapter is shorter, but Candylovin' really wants to let Luke get his revenge so, hers will be the next one. It will have a slight delay though because of her computer problems at the moment :-)

Luke knew he didn't have a lot of time, Bo could only hold his breath for so long. Desperately he fought against his ropes, feeling them burn his wrists as he twisted and struggled to get his pocket knife, knowing he had no chance of struggling out of the bonds. He couldn't help but notice all the time that was ticking away while he struggled, but he could also hear Bo's struggles in the water. So long as he kept hearing them, he knew Bo was still alive, and still waiting for him to come to the rescue.

Eventually, his hands reached the pouch on his side and he pulled the knife from it, flicking it open and starting to saw through the ropes as quickly as his shaking hands would allow. Swallowing he felt them loosening…things would be okay after all…it would be alright…he would get to Bo as always and they would run after Jason after a brief hug and quick apologies….that was until he heard the thrashing in the water weaken and eventually stop.

"No! Bo!"

Working quicker, he sliced through the ropes just seconds later, ignoring the pain that flared in his wrist as he caught himself with it too. He shook the rope off his hands and quickly cut through the ones binding his feet, standing up and stumbling over to the well, his head pounding from the hit it had taken.

Looking down into the murky depths, all he could see was the chain disappearing into blackness, the water eerily still as the tears that crashed down his cheeks rippled the surface.

"Bo! Bo!"

Grabbing the chain, he unhooked it and started to pull with all the strength he had, fuelled by love and fear. However, it wasn't enough to move the deadweight on the end up, not even by an inch. That didn't stop Luke trying though, his arms burning with the effort as slowly he saw Bo's hands start to break the surface.

Shaking his head, he kept pulling when all the sudden, the motion got quicker. Looking behind him, he had never been more relieved to see Cooter Davenport pulling on the chain. Cooter hadn't seen what had happened, but he had heard Luke calling Bo's name as he got out the car and had run inside, piecing two and two together and soon joining in the rescue effort.

Before long, Bo's head and soon shoulders appeared and Luke let go of the chain, wrapping his arms around Bo's chest and hooking him under his armpits, pulling him from the well with Cooter's help, and into his arms, laying him out on the floor….the very first thing he noticed…was that Bo wasn't breathing…and his lips had a horrible tinge of blue…his skin pale except for the trickle of red that was running down his face…blood from where his baby cousin had hit his head on the head-first fall down the well.

"No…. no!"

As Cooter ran to get a pair of cutters that was strewn somewhere among the hardware that lay scattered all around, Luke quickly started CPR. Pushing down on the area between the end of Bo's ribs and his stomach, he spoke chokingly to his baby brother, pleading him to come back.

Titling Bo's head back, opening his mouth and pinching Bo's nose, Luke locked lips with Bo and breathed into his lungs. Any other time, Luke would have found it funny and gross that effectively he was kissing Bo in a way he would only ever kiss girls. However, there was nothing funny about the situation they were in, and there was nothing funny about the potentially life giving kiss Luke was giving. As he did, he couldn't help but hear Bo's voice ringing through his head.

"Do you think I could give her mouth to mouth recreation?"

"You mean resuscitation..."

"Well that maybe…but…I bet I'm a whole lot closer to the truth than you are…"

Luke choked on the memory as he pushed down on Bo's chest again frantically, barely seeing Cooter cutting away the chains and ropes that bound his cousin.

"C'mon Bo don't you do this to me…please don't do this to me brother…"

Cooter ran to call an ambulance as soon as the chains and ropes were gone, before returning, seeing Luke still frantically working on Bo. He got a sinking feeling in his stomach as Bo did nothing to respond to Luke's efforts, swallowing hard as he saw Luke eventually give up and sob over his younger cousin's body, his fist slamming hard into Bo's chest.

Both boys jumped though as Bo suddenly choked and a burst of water shot from his mouth, jerking Luke into action as he rolled his younger cousin onto his side, Bo continuing to choke up the dark water. Luke soothed Bo as much as he could, rubbing his back until eventually Bo stilled again.

Both Luke and Cooter froze as Bo stopped moving and choking, wondering what was going on, waiting for those baby blue eyes to open and for Bo to say he was alright…but none of that came. Luke choked again and put shaking fingers to Bo's neck and very nearly collapsed himself as he found no pulse.

Cooter could do nothing but watch and swallow down tears as Luke lost all control of his emotions and screamed out his cousin's name, pulling Bo's limp form into his lap and rocking back and forth with it as ambulance sirens blared outside. Cooter eventually crossed to the pair, putting a hand on Luke's shoulder carefully…finding it tense.

"Luke…buddy…"

Luke however didn't reply, only slowly put Bo down onto the floor again and rose onto his feet. The tears were still sliding down his cheeks, his jaw tense as he strode out of the barn, Cooter's pleas for Luke to stay falling on deaf ears as he walked past the ambulance crew running into the place and into Jesse's truck…only one thing on his mind…revenge.

ooooooooooooooo

Jason grinned as he drove him and his buddy out of Hazzard, the bag of cash at his buddy's feet. He couldn't believe how well things had turned out; he had finally got back at his back-stabbing Sergeant and hit him where it had hurt the most. He was pleased with his days work and could finally rest knowing he had had his revenge on Luke.

"Hey Jase…what are you gonna do with your share of the money?"

Jason laughed and shook his head, shrugging a little.

"I ain't sure yet, all I know is as soon as we get outta this dump we can start livin' our lives the right way…the rich way."

Both men in the truck laughed as they sped on down the road, heading out of Hazzard to leave behind the mess that they had created…little did they know that Luke Duke wasn't far behind – breaking ever speed limit in his anger – a fiery desire for revenge in his own blue eyes that would have any man quaking in his boots.