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I don't own Bones or the rights to "Support Your Local Sheriff".

This story is VERY loosely based on the movie "Support Your Local Sheriff". I will be using the idea of the movie; but, I intend for most of the dialog to be mine. I will also use the names of the people we know and love.

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That evening, Gordon Wyatt and his step-sons rode into town. They timed their trip to town so that they would arrive at the jail after midnight. Getting off of their horses, Gordon and the boys led their horses around to the back of the jail.

Walking over to the jail window, Gordon leaned in and said very softly, "Sully, wake up and make sure you're suitably attired. You're leaving."

Getting up from his bed, Sully walked over to the bars, rubbing his eyes. Seeing his step-father at the window, Gordon said, "Pa, what are you doing?"

Smiling, Gordon said, "Your brothers and I are going to bust you out of this jail."

Puzzled, Sully asked, "How?"

Pointing at the bars, Gordon said, "You'll see."

Walking away from the window, Gordon took his lariat from the saddle, tied it to the pommel of his saddle and then walked over to the window and tied the other end to one of the bars. Looking at his step-sons, he motioned for them to do the same. Smiling, Clark and Fisher mimicked the actions of their Pa and then stood next to him.

Looking at Sully and then their step-father, Fisher asked, "Now what?"

Sighing, Gordon said, "We're going to mount our horses and pull the bars from the window."

Shaking his head, Sully said, "But Pa."

Frowning, Gordon said, "Go get your boots and shirt on, Boy."

Shaking his head again, Sully said, "But Pa."

Angry, Gordon said, "I said, go get your boots and shirt on, Boy."

Hanging his head, Sully said, "Yes, Pa."

Walking away from the bars, Sully sat on his bed and waited. He didn't put his boots on nor did he put his shirt on, after all, what was the point?

Walking back to his horse, Gordon got up onto his horse and waited for his step-sons to do the same. Seeing that all was ready, Gordon urged his horse forward. Seeing their step-father begin, Clark and Fisher did the same. The horses did walk forward a few steps and did try to walk further; but, the bars held them in place no matter how hard they strained. Finally, one of the lariats snapped and being released, Clarks horse rushed away, leaving Clark behind in the dirt. Clark had fallen from his horse, not expecting the sudden surge.

Fisher, concerned over his brother's safety, pulled back on this reins, causing his horse to rear up and throw him. At the same time, Gordon's cinch snapped and the saddle leaving his horses' back, freed the horse to surge ahead with Clark's horse. Gordon then found himself sitting on the ground, his saddle still under his hips.

Cursing, Gordon, Fisher and Clark all stood up, dusted their pants off and walked over to the bars in the window. Sully hearing his step-father call to him, stood up from his bed and walked over to the bars.

Looking at Gordon, Sully said, "I could have told you that wasn't going to work if you had just listened to me."

Shaking his head, Gordon asked, "Why the hell didn't it work, Boy?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Sully said, "I saw the way Wendell and Russ put in the bars. Of course, with me helping them, I just knew that they were put in right and they're as strong as any jail in the state."

Aghast, Gordon asked, "You helped them put the bars in?"

Smiling, Sully said, "Sure, Pa. I was bored. You know me, I can't stand not to be busy."

Nodding his head, Clark said, "He's right, Pa. You always tell us idle hands are the devils workshop."

Very angry, Gordon said, "What the hell is the matter with you three? God almighty. It's clear to anyone who cares to look, that none of you will ever be mistaken for my flesh and blood."

A little hurt, Fisher said, "Gee Pa. That kind of hurts."

Sighing, Gordon said, "I'm sorry Fisher. I let the heat of the moment make me misspeak. You are of course my sons. I will endeavor to remember that in the future, keeping in mind that your real fathers were as dense as a brick wall and the acorn doesn't fall far from the tree."

Smiling, Sully said, "Thanks, Pa. We love you too."

Puzzled, Clark said, "What are we going to do now, Pa.?"

Looking at each son, Gordon said, "What I should have done in the first place. I am going to cable my brothers and tell them to bring their sons and get their asses over here as soon as possible. We're going to make Sheriff Booth let Sully out of jail and that's final. He can do it and live or he can do it and we'll step over his body. Either way, Sully is going to be out of this jail very soon."

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Gordon has another plan.