by: Marty Chrisman

“Sierra Dawson?” Bo exclaimed in a startled voice looking at his older cousin with wide eyes, not sure how to react to his confession “You almost married Sierra Dawson?”

Luke nodded, not sure if he could trust himself to speak in a normal voice. After telling Jesse the truth, he realized that he had to tell Bo too. He knew he’d hurt Bo’s feelings by not confiding in him sooner but Luke had never intended to confide in anyone. His intention had been to continue to keep his past relationship with Sierra a secret and find some way of avoiding her while she was in Hazzard. But now he knew that was no longer an option.

“Well, I guess that explains a lot of things….” Bo said slowly “Except for one thing….do you still love her?” Instead of answering Bo’s question, Luke turned his head and stared out the window which in a way was enough of an answer. Wisely, Bo decided to let the subject drop.

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by: Kristy Duke

by: Marty Chrisman

  After finishing his own breakfast, Bo joined Luke outside to do the morning chores. The boys worked in a comfortable silence as they milked the goats, fed the livestock and gathered the eggs. They usually did the chores together because it seemed to go faster that way. Bo noticed that Luke seemed to be distracted, lost in his own thoughts, but he didn’t think anything about it.

Like Jesse said everybody was entitled to a bad day and Luke could get into a dark mood sometimes. It had been like that ever since he’d come back from Viet Nam after being a P.O.W. for almost four months. He never talked about the things he’d seen or done in the war but he had been different when he came back to the farm. For months after he first came home, he’d had terrible nightmares and some nights he didn’t even sleep at all. He had gradually come out of it but there were still times when he would slip back into one of those black moods. And when he did, Bo had learned that it was best to just let him alone until it passed.

Luke had always been the quiet more reserved cousin. He kept his thoughts and feelings to himself. He rarely opened up to anyone except Bo. The two boys were closer than brothers and shared just about everything. But Bo knew that there were still some things that Luke had never shared with anyone not even him and Bo doubted if he ever would. There was a part of himself that Luke kept carefully locked away from everyone and any secrets that were hidden in that part of his mind would stay hidden away unless Luke himself chose to share them.

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By: Hilery “Scoot” Davenport
Edited by: Hoss

A few hours later Hilery got home from getting groceries. When she’d finished putting them away she didn’t have anything else to do, so she just put on another set of old clothes to work on her car. She had already worked the dents out of the doors earlier that day, and the night before she done more bodywork with her cousin.

She was going to amaze Cooter yet again when he got home. He hadn’t believed she could do half the stuff that she’d already done. He had set the engine down before going to work that morning so it could be worked on. Almost immediately after walking over to the engine, Hilery noticed a crack in the radiator. She decided the engine might need more parts, so she gave it a more thorough scan. The only other discoveries were a missing distributor cap, and a few other caps that were either missing or cracked. No big deal, Cooter could get them for her quite easily. The hoses also needed to be replaced; that was to be expected.

Hilery looked at the clock that she’d put in the barn a few days before and saw it was time to start getting ready to go work at the sheep farm. She walked into the house and put on another pair of old clothes to ensure she didn’t give away her work on the car. She also washed off the grease that had accumulated on her skin from the motor. When Hilery was done she quickly wrote a list of parts for her cousin, and then was off to Mr. Cranston’s on her bicycle.

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by: MacSas

(Just a little note. This story is ALL fiction; even the Atlanta police force QRT is fiction…um…as far as I know!)

Lieutenant Martin Kent hung up the phone and thought for just a moment before springing into action. Turning to his partner, Clark Jannetty, he quickly briefed him on the disturbing call with Daisy. The two Canadian officers had originally set off for Hazzard County with only a hunch that Lex would be dumb enough to try to confront Daisy on her home turf. As they got closer to Hazzard, that hunch got stronger. It was Clark who had suggested they stop off in Atlanta to enlist the help of the local FBI. Martin was still hoping that the instincts he was famous for in the field were proving to be off track this time. The conversation, or lack of it, that he’d just had with Daisy had changed that. The instincts were still 100%; problem was, this time those instincts were telling him something bad was about to hit Hazzard County, and in particular, Daisy. He made his way across the room to talk to a select group of officers known as the Quick Response Team. Made up of men who had military experience as well as years of police training, the QRT was Atlanta’s answer to the kind of SWAT teams one would expect to see in downtown Los Angeles. They were men who were hardened by battle and who had no qualms shooting to kill if needed. But they were also men who were highly experienced in day-to-day police work. It was both these attributes that now made them indispensable to there city’s police force, and made them just the group Martin needed to save Daisy. He just hoped that she could bluff her way through Lex’s presence for just a couple hours more.

Having been partnered with Lt Kent for the better part of 5 years, Sergeant Clark Jannetty knew the man well. He knew how to read the Lt’s moods like they were a newspaper with bold headlines. He knew this case was important to Martin. He also knew of the undercurrent of emotions flowing between his seasoned partner and the pretty country girl. It amused him somewhat. The mighty had fallen! Martin was a confirmed bachelor. He never stuck with one woman for too long. Despite being a bit of a heart breaker, he had standards; even if it meant that the only commitment a woman would get from him would be his fidelity during their relationship. He despised the thought of needlessly breaking a girls heart. And there had been times when Jannetty had heard Kent telling a younger officer off for locker room talk about that man’s current/ex girlfriend. Now, however, in the space of less than 6 months, the rough and rugged bachelor had fallen for a girl with a soft voice, sweet smile and venerable eyes. She seemed to have had him right from “Hello”