NIGHT
Daisy was looking at Enos on the ground and at the man who was staring at him with a gun in his hand.
She somehow knew that man, but she didn't remember his name and where she saw him before.
Enos was injured: he couldn't move his left arm, covered of blood after the first gunshot hit his shoulder, pushing him down to the ground.
Daisy tried to move, but she was frozen by fear.
She screamed his name.
Sitting on the ground, she felt her right cheek burning after the man's slap, and she heard a drone in her ears. She remembered the gun pointed at her after the slap, the shot and Enos falling to the ground after he used his body as a protective shield between her and the gun.
"Die, officer Strate".
The pointed his gun at Enos's head.
Daisy closed her eyes, waiting for the next shot.
She heard another shot, then everything was confused.
Voices… ambulances….
When she opened her eyes, she saw a white sheet covering a motionless body.
Daisy woke up covered with cold sweat, her heart beating quickly in her chest. She tried to calm down, "It was only a nightmare, Daisy. Only a nightmare. Enos is OK and he's peacefully sleeping in his apartment. You fear to lose him and to confess your feelings to him, so you had such a strange nightmare"
She went to the kitchen, and she sat at the table drinking a glass of cold water, but she wasn't able to slow down her heartbeat and her breath, so she got dressed and she left the farm.
She wanted to see Enos; she couldn't wait 'till morning. Seeing him was the only way to delete that nightmare from her mind.
It was 3 a.m. when Enos heard someone knocking at his door.
He got up, confused and a bit scared, and he asked who's out there. When he finally opened the door, Daisy hugged him, burying her face against his chest, under his collarbone, her arms firmly wrapped around his waist.
Enos was surprised, and also scared; he wondered if someone was hurt because of him. His voice trembled, "Daisy…. What's happened?".
Her face buried against his chest, Daisy cried," Oh, Enos. I had a terrible nightmare"; after her words she realized how ridiculous she was: running to Enos's apartment in the middle of the night because of a nightmare. She felt embarrassed as never before.
"A... nightmare?" Enos was more and more confused.
"Yeah. You were dead. Killed by… Scanlon!" suddenly Daisy remembered the name of the man she saw in her nightmare, and she remembered who Scanlon was: a syndicate mobster captured by Enos during his time at the Los Angeles Police Department, then coming to Hazzard to get revenge on Enos. But Scanlon was in prison, and he couldn't hurt anyone. Daisy felt more and more embarrassed thinking of his strange nightmare and thinking of how she ran to Enos's apartment.
She was expecting Enos's laugh, but she felt Enos trembling and whispering that man's name, "Scanlon?".
Daisy looked at him, trying to smile, an awkward smile, "Sorry Enos. I'm completely fool, coming here in the middle of the night because of a nightmare".
Enos's look was serious, and Daisy wondered if he was angry with her, or maybe he was only tired and sleepy.
Enos inhaled her hair scent, trying to calm down, but her nightmare scared him.
Daisy understood something was wrong, "Enos, what's the matter?"
"If I died… Daisy…"
Daisy opened he eyes wide, "What are you saying? Enos, you're so strange, lately. What's happening?". She buried again her face against his shoulder, "If you died, Enos, I couldn't live without you, cause…", she took a deep breath," … cause I love you".
I love you.
He felt tears in his eyes; he was waiting for those words since their wedding day (deciding to postpone that wedding 'till those words); he was waiting for those words since the seventh grade. And now… Why now?
Like in a dream, Daisy put her hands under his t-shirt, caressing his chest, slowly.
He didn't stop her, even if he wanted to; but that night could be their first and last night together.
Daisy took off his t-shirt, kissing his chest, and then his lips.
They hugged, kissing deeply, and they fell on his bed.
Lately, her head oh Enos' chest, hearing his heartbeat and his regular breathing, Daisy was happy and scared at the same time: she felt something was wrong with Enos. His gestures… his kisses… his touch….. everything was full of despair; he was near her (like never before) but, at the same time, he was so distant. As a long good-bye.
"Enos, are you sleeping?", she whispered.
"Hmm…..", he mumbled, so Daisy slowly fell asleep, lulled by his scent and his breathing.
Next morning Enos woke up early (really, that night he didn't sleep at all, but he pretended to sleep); he didn't wake up Daisy and he got dressed. Closing the door behind him, he looked at Daisy, maybe for the last time.
"Bye Daisy".
When Daisy woke up she realized Enos wasn't there.
She felt disappointed; she wanted to feel again his body, his warm touch and his soft lips. She blushed thinking of him in that way; she hugged his pillow, smelling his scent "Oh Enos. And now? What we have to do? OK Daisy. Wake up. It's not time to stay in bed. You have to talk to him and understad what's wrong with him".
Before leaving Enos's apartment, her eye caught a piece of paper rolled into a ball on the floor, near the basket. She kelt down to put it in the basket, but something stopped her: it wasn't Enos' handwriting (he knew his handwriting very well), but it seemed a sort of letter for Enos. She stayed with that piece of paper in her hand, not knowing what to do: it wasn't fair to read Enos' mail, but, thinking of his despair and his strange behaviour, she decided to read it.
As she read, her breath became more and more heavy and she started trembling.
Trying not to scream she phoned at the farm.
Several minutes later she was driving her jeep to the place where Enos had to meet Scanlon, her nightmare stuck into her head.
"Oh my God, Enos. Please, don't die. Enos, don't die"
It was 7,30 a.m., and Enos had to meet Scanlon at 8 a.m.
She had to stop him.