General Lee's Revenge--The Ballad of Bo Duke

Chapter Three: Tag, You're It

TW: kidnapping

(A/N: WHY DID NO ONE REMIND ME TO POST IM GONNA HAVE A FUCKING ANEURYSM. Anyways sorry I forgot to post this yesterday, but it was supposed to get posted yesterday so I apologize anyway ENJOY I liked writing this chapter iykwim.)

Bo and Luke hardly talked for the rest of that day, which the rest of the family thought odd but decided not to get in the middle of it in hopes that they'd be able to work something out. Like they always had. However, not a word was spoken between them until dinner. And a dinner that was.

Throughout the majority of said dinner, both boys picked at their plates, not eating. And it was clear to the others that their little conflict had not yet been resolved. That is, until Luke spontaneously cleared his throat which, somehow, tended to set Bo off.

"You got somethin' to say, say it," the blonde Duke boy said coldly.

From the corner of the table, Clayton tugged at the brim of his fedora. "Oh, this oughta be good."

"Alright, I will," Luke replied, dropping his fork. "Ever since I explained this whole thing with Ridgefield you've been off, like your whole world is cavin' in. But what bothers me the most is that you don't talk to nobody about it. You just drive off with General whenever you feel like it and avoid all your problems."

"Yeah?" Bo growled, standing up. "And what other choice do I have, huh?" He shook his head. "I mean, Allen's after me, and you sure as hell can't do nothin', so what's the point? I told you before, I'm as good as dead already, now more so than ever."

Luke stood as well with his arms folded, seeming to size Bo up.

"And y'know what? The sad part is that yeah, you can't do anythin' about it, and you won't. Which figures seein' as how this's all your fault in the first place."

Luke's face dropped as he said this, mouth opening but no words coming out.

"Yeah, I said it, and y'know what? We're all thinkin' it. If you hadn't been so selfish--"

"Bo..."

"What? What the hell else could you possibly have to say to me?"

"I'll admit, I've done some things that I ain't particularly proud of. And you're right, I can't do nothin', but I told the cops what they needed to know, I did the right thing."

"It's a little too late for that, don't you think? I mean, didn't you say that you were the only one who could find Allen because you knew him so well?"

"Yeah? Well, now they got a lot more to go on than they did before."

"Oh, to Hell with that! And to Hell with you!"

Bo quickly pushed past his cousin, storming out the door and slamming it shut behind him. Luke followed. Jesse and Daisy got up as well, chasing after the two boys. Clayton, however, went to the window.

Bo stepped off the porch steps, General rolling up to him.

"Hey, Bo, you all right?" the Charger asked.

Bo's gaze quickly turned to him and he caught a flash of rage in his baby-blue eyes. "Get outta here, I don't need you right now!"

The Charger rumbled, watching as Bo stormed off towards the white pick-up, Luke following, grabbing the passenger side window as his cousin climbed in.

"Bo, c'mon, you can't just drive off whenever you got problems. Besides, it's dark and it ain't safe," Luke said, trying to talk him down. "I mean, don't you think you're overreactin'? Just a little?"