A WHILE AGO I MENTIONED A CAR WRECK IN WHICH BO BROKE A COLLAR BONE AND TORE HIS ARM OPEN. ANYHOW, THATS WHAT THIS CHAPTER IS ABOUT. I'VE SET IT IN 1979. LUKE IS 23, DAISY 22, AND BO 21. AND YOU GUESSED IT... I DON'T OWN THE DUKES OF HAZZARD.
btw i re-wrote this from the original bc i realized that is was a bit unrealistic... even for me.
Bo and Luke were tearing up the roads in the General Lee. Luke at the wheel, and Bo looking in the mirrors at the road signs they had just passed.
"Luke, them signs said danger." Bo remarked.
"It's probably just the Hazzard road commission re-doing the roads, or somethin'." Luke replied.
Luke was right, the road was being re-done. The workers were off for the day, but the giant hole they'd dug wasn't. As soon as he saw the hole that could swallow the General, Luke turned abruptly to go around it, resulting in the General sliding a few feet to close to the edge of the hill Then it started rolling down the hill, landing harshly on it's left side when it finally stopped.
Once the car stopped moving, there was dead silence. Neither of them could speak at first, out of fear. The silence was soon broken by Bo shouting in pain upon trying to move.
"Bo, you alright? What is it?" Luke unfroze, removed his seatbelt and crawled over to his cousin.
"I'm bleeding." Bo stated, rather calmly for the amount of blood that was flowing from his torn arm.
"You're dang right, you're bleeding!" Luke was shocked at the sight of Bo's arm.
"How about you? Ya alright?" Bo asked. But Luke wasn't paying any attention: he was too busy removing his denim overcoat and tying it around Bo's gushing arm.
"I said, are you alright?" Bo repeated himself.
"Bo, you're bleeding like hell!" Luke shouted.
"So what if I am? Are you hurt?" Bo asked for the third time.
"No I ain't, but you are!" Luke reminded him.
"Alright, calm down, I'll be alright." Bo hushed Luke, who was more concerned about Bo that Bo himself was.
"Are you hurt anywheres else?" Luke asked him.
"Yeah." Bo sighed.
"I figured you would be, shoutin' like that." Luke commented.
"It's my shoulder around my neck, and it's killing me." Bo groaned. Luke took his knife and cut Bo's shirt off to look at his wounds.
"You're swelling up." Luke looked at Bo's chest and left collar bone, reaching to gingerly touch it, receiving an agonizing moan.
"Alright, I won't touch it." Luke promised.
"CB Cooter and have him come get us outta here." Bo requested.
"I would, accept I think the CB's broke. And if I did CB anyone, it would be the hospital." Luke held up the receiver, which had been torn off in the accident.
"I don't need no hospital." Bo fought back.
"Bo, look at all of this blood! It all came outta you, ya know that?" Luke showed him the mess.
"Luke, what would you say if I was to tell you I was having an asthma attack?" Bo smiled sarcastically. Luke dug into his pocket and retrieved an inhaler, putting it in Bo's mouth and using it.
"Of all times." Luke muttered. "Don't get all worked up, just relax." Luke put his hand on Bo's right shoulder, careful of his left one.
Bo tried to breathe but it wasn't of much use. The wheezes got louder and the coughs harsher.
"God, come on! Give him a break, dang it!" Luke shouted.
"Luke, help me..." Bo wheezed.
"I'm trying, cuz, I'm trying." Luke gave him more of the inhaler, but it didn't help much.
"God, Luke, it's hurts..." Bo wheezed.
"Let's get you breathing, and then I'll lift you outta here and we can hitch a ride."
"I can't breathe at all..." Bo coughed.
"I'm trying, Bo." Luke continued giving him the inhaler.
"I'm dying..." Bo wheezed, closing his eyes.
"No you ain't, Bo, you ain't dying." Luke stroked his hair. After a while, Bo passed out.
Luke spent the next 5 minutes listening to Bo wheeze as he cleared a way for him to get out of the General. Once he made an opening in the dirt and rocks, he pulled Bo out of the General and laid him next to the road, standing over him and waiting for someone to come along.
After what felt like the longest three minutes of his life, an old pick up approached. Luke flagged it down. An elderly man stepped out.
"Me and my cousin were in an accident and he's hurt real bad. Could you drive us to a hospital?" Luke started to pick Bo's limp body up.
"Sure." The man opened the rear door and helped Luke get Bo inside. Luke sat on the far right side and put Bo's upper third in his lap, the rest of him stretched out across the other seats.
Luke kept his fingers on Bo's neck for the entire ride, he wanted to make sure that Bo didn't die before they got there. The old man was startled by the first few high pitched wheezing sounds, but eventually he got used to it.
Once they arrived at the hospital, Luke carried Bo to the entrance and the nurses intercepted him.
"We were in a wreck and then he had an asthma attack." Luke informed them before rushing to the pay phone to fill Jesse and Daisy in.
Luke paced the waiting room while the doctors did their work, Jesse rushed over, and Daisy tried to get Boss Hogg to let her off of work to go see Bo.
AT THE BOAR'S NEST...
"Please, Boss! Bo's in the hospital, I need to go!" Daisy begged.
"Now, Boss, I reckon we should let Daisy go see Bo, after all, you'd wanna see Lulu if she was in the hospital." Rosco reasoned.
"Don't count on that Rosco." Boss replied.
"Please, Boss, or else I quit the whole job entirely!" Daisy threatened.
"Alright, alright!" Boss let her go for the day.
AT TRI-COUNTY EMERGENCY...
"What all happened?" Jesse asked Luke when he arrived.
"We was out in the General and we rolled down a hill tryna avoid a huge ditch in the road. I reckon we should have pain attention to the danger signs. Anyhow, he ripped his arm open pretty bad and I think he broke something around his shoulder. I was wrapping his arm up with my jacket and then he had an asthma attack. Here we are." Luke explained.
Daisy arrived soon after and they all waited for about fifteen minutes. Finally a nurse came out.
"Anyone here for someone named Duke?" She asked.
"We are." The three stood up.
"Beauregard Duke?" She asked.
"Yes ma'am." Luke stepped forward. "Is my cousin alright?"
"His breathing is under control, but he needs blood." The nurse looked at her papers.
"Well, I'll give him some of mine." Luke offered.
"Have you done that before? Do you know if you're the right type?" She asked.
"Yeah, we've given each other blood several times." Luke confirmed.
"Let me check our records and then we'll get to it." The nurse left and returned quickly. "This way please." She instructed.
Daisy and Jesse would have pitched in too, but they weren't the right types.
Luke hated getting blood drawn, but it was for Bo, so all bets were off. Once the nurse was finished, Luke exhaled loudly.
"Is he conscious?" Luke asked.
"Yes." The nurse replied.
"Is he alright?" Luke pleaded.
"He will be soon." The nurse promised as she left the room to give the blood to Bo.
Bo watched every move she made. Once she picked up the needle, he leaned as far to the other side of the bed as he could.
"Hold him still." She told the other nurses. For someone who had lost as much blood as Bo had, he was pretty strong.
"Get some restraints." She ordered.
Bo heard every word they were saying, and he hated restraints. All he wanted was his family, but he knew that he wouldn't be allowed to see them until he was 'stable' what ever than meant. So, he decided to calm down, but he couldn't help but tremble as they restrained his arms and stuck him with a needle. Then, he thought about how Luke must feel right now, when he realized that the blood probably belonged to him. He does too much for me. Bo thought to himself.
The doctors and nurses stabilized him and wrapped his injuries. Then they fetched the Dukes to see him. One at a time of course. "hospital policy"
Luke walked into Bo's room and sat by the bed.
"I'm here now, cuz." Luke took Bo's shaking hand.
"Don't leave me." Bo whispered.
"I'll stay as long as they let me." Luke promised.
"Thank ya." Bo smiled weakly.
"For what?" Luke asked.
"That was your blood they give me." Bo reminded him.
"Don't thank me. You've given me so much blood over the years I think we're probably even." Luke chuckled.
"I reckon so." Bo smiled.
By the next morning, Bo was ready to go home. Cooter collected the General Lee and fixed him up. It took a while, and it wasn't very wallet friendly, but they managed to pay for it. As for Bo, he healed up quickly as Dukes always do.
