I'm soooo sorry. I know these chappies have been long in coming…but here ya go…on with the show!

Heart- wrenching screams of terror echoed through the farmhouse, reverberating off of the walls and stunning the chorus of frogs and crickets outside to silence.

Luke was at Bo's side in an instant. "Bo…Bo, s'ok…s'ok…you're dreamin' Bo…"

It had become part of the nightly rituals at the Duke home, as common an occurrence as the brushing of teeth or the soft whisper of the bedtime prayers Jesse spoke every night. A good night's sleep was now a pleasant memory. The family went about their daily chores half asleep, their eyes deeply set with dark circles underneath them. It had gotten to the point that Daisy, already exhausted after a night's work, had fell into the routine of spending nights away with friends, for no other reason than the need to sleep.

Luke had been there for every dream. They had begun tame enough... just a flinch or a soft whimper. However, as week rolled after week and Bo's memory started to return piece by piece, the dreams intensified into horrific nightmares, from which Bo could not awaken. Rather he would settle into a restless sleep, waking in the morning tired but unaware, the memory of his eventful night having drifted away as easily as the morning fog after a light rain.

Now, Bo kept screaming, his hands balled in fists in front of his face, tossing and turning on the bed crying in agony as he did, tears streaming from his clenched-shut eyes. "Help me….Luke…Luke it hurts….Luke…someone…God help me!" cried the blonde desperately rolling back and forth in a vain effort to extinguish the invisible flames engulfing him.

"Bo…Bo…I'm here brother…calm down….you're ok…" began Luke softly.

Bo whimpered hearing Luke's voice, but still tossing and turning.

"Bo…stop brother…please…," begged Luke quietly. The blonde's skin was still red and blotchy from the burns, bandages still covering places on his arms where the flames had damaged the most. Luke knew that with every toss and turn, Bo was causing himself more pain.

Jesse by now had entered the room and was watching with a frown, his heavily set eyes sunken even more from lack of sleep. "At it again, is he?"

"Yes sir," answered Luke softly. "I can't get him to wake up."

Jesse set the salve he had brought with him down on the table. "You got him?"

Luke nodded. "Yeah…go try an' sleep…I got him."

Jesse nodded, looking at him thoughtfully. Luke had always been the lighter sleeper of the two, waking at the slightest noise. The old man supposed a lot of it had to do with his past. It had been late at night when his parents were killed. It had been in the night when Bo would have his worst asthma attacks, waking them both up with wheezing and gasps for air. It was a night mission that changed his life, instilling in him what the letters P.O.W. really stood for. And though the boy never spoke about what had happened while a prisoner, Jesse reasoned from the nightmares and anxiety that came home with the Marine, that he had new reasons to fear the dark. For Luke, nighttime was something that could not be trusted… and for that reason alone, it didn't surprise him that Luke was wide awake and at Bo's side every night. He had trained himself long ago to require as little sleep as possible.

"You call me if you need me," said Jesse firmly, looking at Bo who was, by now, no longer screaming but moaning as he tossed and turned.

"I will," promised Luke turning back to Bo.

Jesse nodded again and made his way to his bedroom, saying some heart-felt prayers for his youngest along the way.

Bo sat up with a scream twenty minutes later. "Luke!"

"Shhhh….I'm here brother….you was dreamin'…."

Bo looked at Luke, his lips trembling, his sapphire eyes glistening with moisture. He didn't wait for Luke to offer the hug. He just wrapped his arms around his cousin and sobbed quietly.

Luke rocked him as gently as he could. "Shhh….s'ok buddy…s'alright."

"Was…awful…." choked out Bo.

"What was?"

Bo sniffed. "The fire…"

"Bo wait…you remember it?"

"Some….was tied…in a barn….got loose…but couldn't breathe…"

"Your asthma?" asked Luke softly.

"The fire…so hot…" he whimpered.

Luke swallowed. "You remember anything else?"

Bo nodded. "The roof….started to cave in…I…" Vainly he tried to remember what had happened after.

"S'ok…don't worry bout it…you're home now…you're safe," confirmed Luke.

Bo nodded and hugged into Luke tighter. "Don't go Luke…"

"I won't…I'll be here… you sleep now…I'll stay with ya…"

Bo nodded, but didn't move out of Luke's hold, still hugging him tight. Truth to tell, he was afraid to go back to sleep…afraid of what the sleep would bring with it.

If Luke had only known what was about to take place, he would have hung on to Bo with all his might. But Luke didn't know and continued with his nightly routine of tucking Bo in to his bed gently before returning to his own, catching what few hours sleep he could.

"No….no….," cried Bo, his blue eyes open wide, his lip quivering, tears falling down his cheeks.

"Bo?" asked Luke, sleepily going to his side. "Bo you're..." He stopped seeing Bo's face…whatever was wrong…it wasn't a dream. "Bo…"

Bo looked to him, his soft blue eyes turning cold in an instant. "You stay away from me…"

"Wh-what…"

"You heard me…."said Bo his voice quivering. "You're a liar…an' a polecat…an' I never wanna see you again!"

Did y'all just hear what I think I heard….don't go to the refrigerator now…