AN: As always, thank you guys for reviewing. It's still great to hear that after 6 chapters that you guys still like this and how it's going. I'm actually dedicating this chapter to foxy cause this was her idea and I took it and ran. I think it came out rather well so hopefully you guys will share the same opinion. I don't normally reply to reviews as you can see but to SamwiseAtHeart: It did seem weird when I wrote "Strate Farm" too but unfortunately the Dukes don't live at the farm anymore ya know? I know Daisy is still there but she's not a Duke anymore so the name had to be changed but yeah I feel the same way. Oh I really mean for this to be this late in updating. I was going to be posting last night but fanfiction didn't seem to want me doing it so sorry guys.

Chapter 7

He led his son over to a pile of hay and began his tale from the beginning. Jonathan took his time explaining that he was originally from Hazzard and that Jack Jennings was really Luke Duke, his cousin. His original name had been Bo Duke. He went on to explain about the murder situation and how he and Jack had, had to testify again Barnum's son, Perry. Because Barnum had sent someone to kill the Duke boys, the FBI had placed them into the Witness Protection Program. Jonathan had gotten placed with Hiram Kent and his wife. His age was changed so that he would have to back into high school for one year, to throw off Barnum's men. At that time, Jonathan didn't know where his cousin had gotten placed to. The FBI had insisted that the boys be split up immediately. A few years later, Jack had contacted him, the first of many acts of rebellion against the FBI, and they had gotten together. Then he told Clark about all that had been happening recently. Barnum finding out and Jack and his running. Clark was shocked to say the least. His father had never even hinted at having any life outside of Smallville and Metropolis. He knew that Jonathan had been a bit rowdy in his day but Clark would have never guessed this situation. As the story finished, Clark took over asking questions.

"So now that your back, are you going by Jonathan Kent or Bo Duke?"

"I'm going by Jonathan Kent. That's my legal name now. I don't think I want to change it back anyway. I used to be Bo Duke then but now I think I'll stay Jonathan Kent."

To Jonathan, it felt weird saying that. A part of him did want to have the name change but still a bigger part just wanted his name to stay. Bo Duke was the past and now Jonathan Kent was the present. Your name doesn't change who you are on the inside, thought Jonathan. Still it felt weird knowing that Bo wouldn't be returning.

"Why is Barnum coming after you guys after all this time? He's gotta be in his sixties at least."

"Yeah, probably even seventies. I actually don't know why. I asked Jack but he didn't know either. Mr. Barnum could have just found out about us recently too." Both had a feeling that probably wasn't the case. Barnum had probably gotten the information years ago. Lou Barnum had lots of power and a big bank account, it shouldn't have taken this long to get what he wanted.

"Jon?" called Jack from the house.

Clark's eyes immediately to his father's, knowing he would have a plan.

"Clark, go around back of the barn and lay low for a while. Come on in about a thirty minutes. Say that you went to Lex and he lent you a plane to come down and then you got a taxi to drop you off ok?" Clark nodded and sped away just as Jack rounded the corner.

"I thought you might be in here. You've been in here over an hour. I got worried. Listen, I'm really sorry about Martha. She's fine, I just know it. We'll get her back soon."

Jonathan nodded, "yeah, I know. Hey, what about your wife? Do you think that…?" Jack shrugged and pulled out his cell phone. He quickly scrolled through the contacts and click on "home." The line connects as Jack felt Jonathan's reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Hello, Jennings' residence."

"Pam, it's me."

"Oh, what do you want?" asked his wife in a cold tone. This was nothing new to the senator though.

"Just checking up on you. Anything been going on lately?"

"Jack, what have I told you about using proper English! You sound like some dumb hick. No, nothing out of the ordinary has been happening. Now, I have to go. I have a hair appointment, goodbye." She hung up. Jack closed the cell phone and put on a cheerful face. He didn't want Jonathan to know it his marriage would be coming to an end soon. If he lost the next election, Mrs. Pamela Jennings would be out on her butt in her thousand dollar suit wondering how to get mud out of her preciously manicured nails. He had often wondered what on God's green earth had compelled him to marry Pamela Isley.

"Everything's just fine at home." Dukes don't lie but Jennings did. Jonathan patted his back and they both set off toward the house. Both the men gave Daisy a hand with cooking their lunch. Since the farm wasn't being run anymore no chores were needed to be done. Just as the fried chicken was being taken off the pans, the door knocked. Jack opened it and was surprised to see his nephew standing there. Clark quickly lied how he had gotten there. Jack admonished Jonathan with a smile, for not telling him that the teenager would be arriving. Daisy quickly set up a plate for the newest guest.

Lunch went over well. Daisy practically gave Clark the third degree by asking him questions about everything that had been going on his life. When the meal was finally coming to an end, Clark spoke bluntly.

"Dad, what are we going to do about mom?"

"Well, I'm not sure, Clark. I guess we're just gonna haveta wait until they contact us. I'm sure it was Barnum's men that got her."

A car pulled up to the farm, everyone looked out warily, suddenly thinking it was Barnum's goons or even Lou Barnum himself. But as soon as they saw the police lights on top of the car, the room relaxed. Daisy waited patiently for her daughter and husband to come in. Diana had gone to a friends house for the morning and had asked her father to pick her up when he was going home for lunch. Needless to say, they were very late today. When the pair came into the house, introductions were made and Daisy set plates of food in front of her family.

"Sorry about bein' late ya'll. Rosco wanted me to stay behind a little cause he wanted me to type some stuff up. He promised a little bonus in my next pay check for the time."

Jonathan was stunned, Rosco giving out money willingly? Where was Boss? The little fat man in white would pitch a fit if he found out that Rosco was promising money to Enos.

"Wait, are you saying that Rosco, our Rosco P. Coltrane is actually giving you a bonus? Boss ain't gonna like that!" said Jack.

"Oh, I'm so sorry boys. I keep forgettin' how much has happened since ya left. Boss died four years ago. Rosco took up his position as County Commissioner by request in Boss's will. But the thing is, is that ever since Rosco got Boss's title he's been changin' the county around big time. He's been helping out instead of swindlin' everything everyone owns."

Jonathan knew he should have felt a little surprised but honestly he wasn't. Rosco had been a great cop before his pension got denied. Probably one of the best in the state. He only went on Boss's payroll because he needed the money to fund his retirement. Though Rosco played the fool to a fault. Jonathan had always suspected that the man was a whole lot smarter than he let on. The former Sheriff probably dumbed himself down so that Boss would more readily tell him the plans to his schemes, thinking that Rosco was too stupid to understand anything being said to him. Jonathan remembered one time, him and Jack were breaking out of jail for the hundredth time, after pushing Rosco on his butt in the middle of the jail room. He looked back briefly to see if the older man was ok. But when he did, Jonathan swore he saw a bit of mischief in Rosco's eyes. Like he wanted to Duke boys to get away.

"Wow! Looks like a lot has changed since we've been here, Jon."

Jonathan just laughed.

Martha Kent glared at the back of the two heads in the front seat of the car. Martha didn't think that she had hated anyone in her life but these two were coming close. Ever since waking up from her drug-induced nap, both thugs are belittled her the entire road trip. Through their tauntings, she had learned that they were on a non-stop drive to a place in Georgia and that it had something to do with her husband. The details were fuzzy there since they kept referring to her husband by two names: Jonathan Kent and Bo Duke. When she had tried to get information about the name swapping the men just laughed.

"I can't believe you lady! You don't even know who your own husband is. Didn't Kent tell you anything about his life?"

Of course Jonathan had told her about his childhood, thought Martha. Over the years, Jonathan had told her many stories about growing up on the Kent farm. He had told her tales of his birthday parties when he was a child and special Christmas gifts he had also received. While they were still dating, Jonathan used to make her laugh by telling her the crazy schemes he and Jack Jennings used to pull in their younger years.

Though she didn't try to, Martha couldn't help but feel as if maybe there was some truth in what these men were saying. Maybe Jonathan hadn't told her everything? Martha immediately gave herself a mental shake. Why should she believe two idiots who had kidnapped her over her loving husband of many years?

Over the long trip, the driver had received a few phone calls. When speaking on the phone, the man had always referred to the person he was speaking to as "boss." Martha thought this might be to protect the caller's identity from her but she thought that was silly since Martha couldn't tell anyone anyway.

Sometime during the trip, Mrs. Kent had fallen sleep. Even though they had put her unconscious at the house, she had still woken up feeling like she hadn't gotten any rest at all. Martha woke up to feel the car lurching back and forth. It was light out but from her position in the back seat, Martha couldn't tell what time it was. The landscape was very different from when she fell asleep on the highway. Here the road was surrounding by large trees and there was a peacefulness in the air.

"Almost there, Mrs. Kent," smiled the man in the passenger's seat. Martha just glared at him knowing if she said anything insulting, it would be shrugged off.

As the car finally came around a bend, Martha saw a cabin up ahead nestled beside a lake. Two men were positioned outside the front door holding guns. As the car came to a stop, both men got out and the driver roughly pulled out Martha. With her hands bound behind her, Martha couldn't really try to make an escape yet. The man who had been in the passenger's seat went inside the cabin, going to talk to his boss, Martha assumed. Moments later, a man in his forties came out in a nice looking suit.

"Ah, Mrs. Kent. Welcome, welcome! I'm sure your wondering why you were brought here. Let me introduce myself, I'm Perry Barnum."

AN: Ok, now it's time to press that review button. Remember how I told you guys that there would be names with hidden meanings? Well this chapter has one! Anyone want to guess how I got Mrs. Jennings name? I can't wait to see if someone got it .