Author's Note: A normal day in Hazzard is when the Duke boys get run into the pond. Not so much normal when one Duke boys get run into the pond, and can't get out of there.

Big thanks to JordynD for beta work and Gray Wolf for all the help.

Warning: The warning is placed here for Vinsmouse, who wanted a spew warning here, claiming it might be a bad idea to drink while reading the funnier parts. So please keep in mind that drinking any kind of beverage while reading this, might be hazzard'ous to the health of your screen.

Disclaimer: The Duke Boys are not mine, I don't own the Duke boys, nor the General Lee. I promise that once I'm through with them, there will be nothing broken that a trip to Cooter's garage can't fix….

Chapter 16: Back To The Usual

At least he seemed to have gotten the point Luke thought, taking it more easy over the course of the next few days. If behind the wheel in a race, Bo instinctively knew when to push and when to hold back. Not so much now, but at least he listened to them. Taking care to pay heed to what his uncle or his cousins was telling him. Even though he didn't really want to, he had to admit that taking it easy was serving him better. The next time he went with Luke, while he went to Cooter's, he didn't fall asleep. His body was starting to recover more and more.

Cooter however was quite puzzled, frowning in the direction of the police house.

"I'm telling ya, there's something strange going on here," he told them, shaking his head.

"What do ya mean?" Bo was once more perched on top of the engine as he worked.

"Well, I ain't hardly seen hide nor hair o' either Rosco nor Enos these last few days." Cooter told them. "Rosco's been working Enos around the clock, an they's not even been at their speed traps."

"They ain't catching speeders?" Luke asked baffled, hardly even able to believe it.

Cooter shook his head. "The last thing I heard, they's still looking for that driver." He didn't want to describe it as the one that had caused Bo's crash.

"The one that ran me off the road?" Bo asked and looked quite confused himself as Cooter nodded. "Come on Cooter, Rosco ain't never lost any love fer any o' us Dukes."

"Maybe not, but he sure is out ta git that fella." Cooter said. "Seems he ain't really paying any heed ta anything Boss tells him at the moment. Ya could almost believe that he was a downright honest and hard working police officer."

Bo frowned and Luke glanced at him. The two of them knew well how hard it would be to get anyone when there was no real description or anything to go by. Both of them had expected Rosco to give it up after the first day, to hear that he was still working on it was really surprising.

When they told Jesse about it, he too thought that it sounded just exactly like the Rosco of old. He had once been a mighty fine lawman, even if he had still been Rosco.

That night Bo found it very hard to sleep, he just didn't seem to be able to get comfortable no matter what he did. In the end he could hear Luke throw back his own covers.

"What's wrong Bo?" he asked tiredly.

"I can't sleep." Bo answered.

"Why?" Luke stifled a yawn.

Bo's annoyance took over. "I got a great big dang thing on my leg, why's ya think?" He regretted it as soon as he had said it, but bit his lip as he heard Luke pad over to him and sit down on the mattress beside him.

"What's wrong Bo?" He asked softly.

"I'm sorry Luke, I didn't mean ta snap at ya." Bo mumbled quite a bit ashamed.

"That's okay, now what's wrong?" Luke wasn't thrown off the track that easily.

"Do ya think Rosco will catch him?" Bo turned big eyes to his cousin.

"Are ya scared o' him being loose?" Luke asked, wanting to know exactly why his cousin was so upset.

"Not sure, but it's so strange to have Rosco act like that, I don't rightly know what I think about it." Bo told him honestly.

Luke nodded. "Bo, I strongly doubt that Rosco's gonna stop chasing us, but I think he got shook up there, an' I think it scared him. I think that he's scared cause that there was someone who left ya, not caring one whit what happened. Rosco might want to stick us in jail, but both o' us know he ain't wanting to see us dead or hurt."

"I guess." Bo nodded slowly.

"Think ya can sleep now?" Luke asked.

"Yeah." Bo nodded settling down and Luke smoothed out the blanket over him before heading back to his own bed. Noting the soft and regular breathing of his cousin asleep before he himself drifted off.

Having spent the larger part of the afternoon working on the General once more Bo offered to head down the street and fetch them all doughnuts while Cooter and Luke finished up.

The General was almost done. Cooter claimed that they'd be able to take him on a test drive at the end of the day, and after that it would only be minor adjustments left. That was until they could afford the new parts they needed to make him once more as fast as he had once been.

For now, Bo would be happy to have him back and to have him running again.

Since Cooter and Luke were both kinda wrapped up in their work, he had decided to make himself useful getting them a snack, and by now he was secure enough to carry a box of doughnuts back with him to the garage.

However for once there was a small crowd of people in the bakery which meant he had to wait for his turn. It took long enough that Luke and Cooter stepped outside to look for him.

Bo grinned as he started to cross the street. He had even gotten a discount. A very kindly old lady that used to offer the three Duke children cookies when they were younger had taken a little off the price telling him how sorry she was for him. While Bo had first objected saying there was no need for that, she had insisted and he had given in.

He still remembered standing outside the window and looking in when they went to town, and so did she. The cookies she gave them would be the ones that broke, and unlike some bakery owners she never threw those away. Instead they were a treat she kept around for small children, and some not so small for he was munching on one of them even now.

He grinned as he saw Cooter and Luke outside the garage, thinking that it was so like Luke to worry.

He saw Enos standing on the side walk as he put the last of the cookie in his mouth and started across the road. He didn't see the look of fear that went across Enos face.

Enos had intended to speak with him and when he saw Bo cross old habits made him look up and down the street.

Further up the street a pale blue sedan came around the corner, and when it saw the blond Duke boy crossing the driver didn't slow down. Instead he pressed down hard on the accelerator and the car shot forward.

Bo heard the roar of an engine suddenly working a lot harder and he looked up. When he realized there was no way for him to get away fast enough on the crutches he froze for a second. Then he started moving, well knowing he didn't stand a chance.

Cooter and Luke had broke out running, but Bo didn't even think about them, they were too far away to help.

Enos on the other side wasn't, Bo had forgotten about him, but suddenly the deputy slammed into him and flung him to the ground.

Thrown backwards Bo had a vague image of a pale blue fender smeared down with orange paint before he hit the pavement.

When Luke and Cooter came up to them Enos was getting to his knees and Bo wasn't moving.

"He was gonna hit 'im!" Eons cried, looking down the road.

Luke nodded kneeling beside his cousin. "After 'im Enos, me an' Cooter'll take care o' Bo."

Enos nodded, glanced at Bo and then he ran for his patrol car, taking of with the red light flashing.

Luke bit his lip worriedly as Bo wasn't moving. There was blood smearing the hair at the back of his head, and a small pool of it on the pavement where he had been lying. A small crowd had formed on the sidewalk where pedestrians had stopped to watch.

"He's unconscious, lets git him ta doc." Luke stated as he scooped him up. Cooter nodded and grabbed the doughnuts, not intending to let them go to waste after all Bo had been through to get them.

Fifteen minutes later in the doctor's office Bo woke up. Sitting up and squeezing his eyes shut as a wave of pain crashed over him.

"Luke!" he cried out and his cousin was with him in an instant.

"I'm here Bo, its okay." Luke soothed him.

"What happened?" Bo asked, a touch of fear still in his voice. "My head hurts."

"Ya got a mild concussion there Bo, or so doc told us, it's gonna be okay." Luke assured him.

"That car…" Bo broke off.

"I know, we saw it." Luke swallowed, once more he had been so close to losing his baby cousin.

"Enos got ya outta the way an' took off after him." Cooter added.

"T'was the same one." Bo told Luke.

"Same one, same one as what?" Luke asked.

"Same one that ran me off the road." Bo went on. "Luke, it was the same colour, an' there was orange paint on the fender. It must've been the same one."

"I'll go call Enos on the C.B an' let him know." Cooter stated as he left the room. Luke nodded, there was no way that could be a coincidence.

Half an hour later Bo had been released from the doc and Luke had helped him back to the garage. They had called Jesse and Daisy to let them know what had happened. Yet it was a call from Rosco that came first.

While Enos hadn't been able to catch him, he had gotten the license number, and as he called to check it out, he had been given the address. A resident in Chickasaw who was known by the neighbors to drive drunk, and often making it over to Hazzard County.

When he had gotten too drunk one time too many his wife had left him for someone in Hazzard county, and even after both she and her new husband had died, he still drove over there in a drunken rage. The first time he hadn't realized what he had done before he sobered up, the second time he had seen Bo on the street and figured that if there was no victim there was no crime.

When he pulled up on his driveway a few hours later, it was only to get a pair of cuffs slapped on his wrists and a short ride to jail where he would be staying for a very long time. Aside from a sentence for drunk driving and attempted murder he also had to pay off Bo's hospital bill.

"Ya know something Luke," Bo beamed. "It's mighty nice ta have things back to normal."

"Sure is." Luke agreed, Bo was now half an hour with no cast on his leg, and it was time to get him home. He was still on crutches, but it seemed to have made a world of difference just to be rid of the cast.

What's more, they would also be picking up the General from Cooter before they headed home. Jesse had dropped them off, knowing they'd prefer to get back home on their own. The General had been left at Cooter's. When they no longer had to worry about the hospital bill, Jesse had made them put that money to get the car into top shape.

It was what he did to cheer Bo up after the ordeal. While Bo had recovered quickly from the concussion it had been a scare for all of them. One that had set his youngest back a little, forcing him to spend a few more days in complete bed rest.

Now, letting his youngest climb in and out of a car was not something he felt was a good idea. Yet he knew it would be the one thing to make the boy feel the best, and that was what mattered. He trusted Luke to make sure that he didn't get hurt.

Snug in the passenger seat of the General with the crutches out of the way in the back and Luke tearing down the road Bo finally felt as if he could put the whole ordeal with being trapped in the pond behind him.

It was really only one thing needed to make everything exactly as it should be, and as a red light appeared behind him he knew they had it.

Rosco was once more chasing them, and with a laugh he told Luke to lose him before he relaxed in the seat. This was life as he wanted it.

"Well, I am sure there are a few happy boys in Hazzard right now, Bo and Luke cause all is okay, an' Rosco cause he gets to chase them again, though, isn't that the Hazzard Car Wash up ahead there where they are leading him…?"

The End

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