1982. LUKE IS 26, DAISY 25, AND BO 24. AH, MUCH BETTER. AND NOW FOR THE ANNOYING LINE: I DON'T OWN THE DUKES OF HAZZARD. AIN'T IT A CRYING SHAME, THO? OH AND BY THE WAY 'BANAMINE' IS LIKE ADVIL FOR HORSES IF U DIDN'T KNOW. YEA, U'LL WANNA KNOW THAT WHEN U READ THE STORY.

ANYWAY I'LL SHUT MY BIG MOUTH NOW, TIME FOR THE STORY…

It was summertime in Hazzard County. Jesse was out in the back 40, Luke was in the barn cleaning Maudine's stall, Daisy was working at the Boar's Nest, and Bo was chopping wood.

"Hey, Bo?" Luke called from the barn.

"What is it?" Bo set the axe down and picked up his shirt to wipe his face with.

"Come here a minute!"

"Coming." Bo walked over to the barn.

"What do you make of this?" Luke pointed to a section of bloody hay in Maudine's stall.

"Lets check her over for injuries." Bo suggested.

"Good idea." The two Dukes checked the mule thoroughly for injury.

"Found it." Bo told Luke.

"Good, where?"

"Under my hand."

"Lift it up." Bo removed his hand from the mule, revealing a medium sized cut on the inside of her left hind leg.

"Let's clean and wrap it up." Luke headed to the house for supplies. Luke returned and between the two of them, they put a half decent wrapping on the Mule's leg. It took one to hold her back and the other to do the wrapping.

"We's all out of painkillers to give here, and I'd hate to use Uncle Jesse's emergency medicinal shine." Luke said.

"I'll head in to town and pick up some more banamine. Wanna come?" Luke asked, heading toward the General Lee.

"Nah, I gotta finish chopping that wood or Uncle Jesse's gon' skin me alive." Bo headed back towards the wood.

"Okay, jus' make sure you take a break every now and then. You wouldn't wanna-"

"I know, I know." Bo sighed.

"Speaking of which, you got an inhaler?" Luke questioned as he climbed into the car.

"Yeah, I've got a dang inhaler." Bo replied.

"Alright, see you in a few." Luke drove off.

Bo chopped wood for a while, until he heard Maudine making a ruckus in her stall. He ran over to see what the matter was. When he got to her stall, he saw that she had gotten her injured leg stuck under the stall door.

That's how she hurt herself. Bo reasoned. "It's ok, girl, I'm gonna help you." Bo started to try to work her leg free from the stall door.

Once her leg was free, the mule trotted to the other end of her stall, bandage dangling and leg bleeding. Bo got some more wrap and climbed over the fence into the stall.

"Come here, girl." Bo motioned for the mule to come to him. Instead of complying and coming over like a nice little mule, Maudine trotted up to Bo and rammed him in the chest. Bo shouted at her as he was pushed to the floor. Now, he was mad. He got up and chased after her, until she turned around and rammed her head into him again.

"Dang you, Maudine!" Bo shouted breathlessly.

He chased her around the stall for 15 minutes until he was able to re wrap her leg.

Bo climbed out of the stall and laid down next to some hay bales. He was exhausted and short of breath. I'll get up to get my inhaler from the wood pile after I take a little nap. Bo promised himself, closing his eyes.

At the Boar's Nest, Daisy serving a stranger a beer.

"You need anything else?" She asked.

"Nothin' that's on the menu..." He grinned taking her hand.

"If it ain't on the menu, it ain't fer sale." Daisy swatted his face with her other hand.

"Ohhh, feisty little filly, huh?" He grabbed her around her middle.

"Hey!" She flapped about in his grip.

The stranger's friend patted his arm. "Let the little lady, go huh?"

"Let her go? Never. She's too cute to get away."

"C'mon, Jim." He started struggling against him.

"Hey, knock it off, man!" Jim let go of Daisy and started hitting his friend, well they weren't friends anymore after today. The fight persisted until Rosco came out of Boss' office.

"Freeze!" he fired his gun to the roof.

The fight was stopped, not after ripping the Boar's nest apart, of course.

In the end, Daisy left early, seeing as how the Boar's nest was in no shape to serve any more customers right now.

Daisy drove home and headed in the house, calling her family's names. Seeing none of them, she headed outside.

"Where is everyone? Bo, Luke, Uncle Jesse?" Daisy walked into the barn.

"Where are y'all?" She looked around the barn, until she saw Bo laying on the ground.

"Bo, what are you doing, honey?" She knelt next to him.

Bo didn't answer her, he'd passed out a while ago.

"Bo, look at me." Daisy rolled him on his back and turned his face towards her.

"Daisy?" Bo tried to say.

"You okay, Bo?" Daisy helped him sit up.

Bo tried to take a breath to speak, but realized that that wasn't going to be possible just now. Recognizing what was happening, Daisy pulled an inhaler from her purse and put it in his mouth.

"Deep breath." She instructed, running her fingers through his sweaty hair.

Bo just sat wheezing, not even attempting the breath that Daisy'd suggested.

"C'mon Bo..." Daisy coaxed. She finally got him to take a few shallow breaths and accept some medication.

"I'm alright now." Bo coughed.

"Jus' a few more, sugar." Daisy handed Bo the inhaler, seeing that he was getting into 'I can do it myself' mode.

"You okay?" Daisy asked after Bo took it a few more times.

"Yeah." Bo struggled to stand up so, Daisy helped him.

"Thanks. Sorry." Bo panted.

"Don't be sorry, you can't help it." Daisy helped Bo into the house.

"You're still not breathing right." Daisy remarked.

"I'm okay." Bo drank some water.

"Is that cold?" Daisy asked.

"Yeah."

"Don't drink cold water right after an attack." Daisy reminded him.

"Ugh, I can't take this!" Bo raised his voice, causing his breathing to worsen.

"Calm down, you're gonna get into it all over again." Daisy warned, but it was too late. Bo was already coughing his lungs out into his elbow.

"I hate this." Bo rasped.

"I know you do." Daisy handed him the inhaler again, which he took several times before saying: "It's not helping."

"What do you mean?"

"What I said." Bo leaned heavily against the wall as he choked for air.

"Sit down." Daisy helped him to sit on the kitchen floor.

"I can't breathe." Bo leaned on Daisy, who stuck the inhaler in his mouth.

"Relax, honey." Daisy could feel how tight Bo's muscles were.

"You're so tense. Relax." Daisy rubbed Bo's sweaty, sun tanned shoulder.

Bo was dizzy from the lack of oxygen and nauseous and shaky from having had so much of the inhaler that day. He leaned on Daisy's shoulder and closed his eyes as she helped him breathe.

"I think I can breathe now," Bo spoke up. "but I'm real nauseous." Bo's hands were shaking and his stomach was turning.

"Think you can walk over to the bath tub with my help?" Daisy asked.

"I can try." Bo stood up next to Daisy.

"You okay?" Daisy steadied his body.

Bo doubled over and fell to his knees, gagging. Daisy quickly got a kitchen pot and put it underneath his face. Bo threw up for a good 10 minutes straight, until all there was were dry heaves.

"Stop now, there's nothing left." Daisy wiped his mouth.

"I think I'm gonna pass out." Bo admitted. Daisy lowered him to a laying position, his head in her lap, and stroked his hair.

"Deep breaths, an' try to relax." Daisy noticed a small bruise on Bo's chest: she'd have to ask him about it later.

"I'm kinda hot." Bo told Daisy.

Daisy took another cold rag that she had prepared when Bo had started throwing up and wiped his face down.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, honey." Daisy replied.

A little while later, Luke pulled up, slipped out of the General and headed over to Maudine's stall. He put some of the banamine in a bucket of grain and fed it to her.

I guess Bo took my advice and went inside for a break. Luke thought to himself as he walked over to the house

"What happened to him, is he hurt?" Luke asked as he walked in, seeing Bo laying in Daisy's arms on the floor.

"No, his asthma."

"He told me he had his inhaler with him!" Luke huffed.

"I saw it over by the wood he was choppin'. He must've come into the barn for somethin' and had the attack there." Daisy defended the unconscious Bo.

"I can't leave you alone for even half an hour." Luke sighed, looking at Bo.

"Can you help me get him on to the couch?" Daisy squirmed under her younger, yet larger cousin.

"Yeah, we'd best." Luke picked Bo up and carried him over to the couch.