Title: Greater Love
Author: Numb3rsfan
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Warner Brothers, Paul R. Picard and A Lou-Step own and operate the Dukes of Hazzard. No profit was made, and no copyright violation was intended.

Summary: It is normal day in Hazzard..or is it?  Bo and Luke are always getting themselves into trouble, and this time it doesn’t even involve Sheriff Rosco!  Racing with Cooter, going across a ‘shallow’ river…what could possibly happen?

 

John 15:13  Greater Love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends

Chapter One

The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the bugs were crawling along the ground…..all of this was inturrupted when the General Lee, Bo and Luke Duke’s pride and joy, came racing around the turn, steadily picking up speed.

Inside the ever loved car, Luke and Bo were listening to the radio, and singing along to the song’s that they knew.

“Pretty Woman, don’t walk on by, Pretty woman, don’t make me cry, Pretty woman.  Don’t walk away hey…Okay, if that’s the way it must be ok.  I guess I’ll go on home, it’s late, maybe tomorrow night but wait… what do I see?  Is she walking back to me? Yea she’s walkin’ back to me. OOhhh, Pretty woman!” Luke and Bo sang.

As the song ended, both Bo and Luke cheered as the radio DJ said, “That was Roy Orbison with Pretty Woman. Next up, Waylon Jenning’s with his number one hit, Good Ole’ Boy’s.”

Bo and Luke smiled as the radio went to commerical, knowing that their all time favorite song was next up on the list.

“I just love that Waylon. Dang was he ever a genius.” Bo said as he continued to drive down the road, just a little wrecklessly.

“What’s yer hurry Bo? We don’t have’ta be back until 1 o’clock.” Luke said, knowing that if Bo continued to drive like this, they’d be back and doing their morning chores before long!

“Jus’ wanna get home, that’s all.” Bo said as he slowed down a little, just to make Luke happy.

When the music started again, both Bo and Luke shut up and listened.

“Just a good ole’ boys, never meanin’ no harm.  Beats all ya never saw, been in trouble with the law since the day they was born.” Waylon said.

“Straighten the curves, flappin’ the hills, someday the mountain might get em but the law never will.” Bo sang.

“Makin’ they’re way…the only way they know how.  That’s just a little bit more than the law will allow.” Luke sang.

“Just a good ole’ boys, wouldn’t change if they could, fighten the system like two modern day Robin Hoods!” Both boy’s said in perfect harmony.

“That song fit’s us like a ball an glove.” Bo said as he continued to drive, completly oblivious to the decreasing speed limit.

“Yeah, I know the feeling cousin.” Luke said as Bo rounded the next curve a little too fast, causing Luke’s side of the car to rise up in the air!

“Um, slow it down, unless you wanna end up in the DITCH!” Luke nearly yelled as Bo had to fight the steering wheel to miss the ditch.

“Sorry.” Bo said as he placed his foot on the break, in an attempt to slow the General down.

“Can I drive?” Luke asked, throwing a look at his cousin.

Bo smiled slightly but kept his eyes on the road.  “Cute.” He said.

As Bo rounded another curve, still going to fast for Luke’s liking, Luke became exasperated.

“Bo, I said ta slow it down!” Luke said, getting angry.

“Luke I uh..don’t know how to tell you this but..” Bo said, getting nervous.

“What?” Luke asked.

“The brakes failed.” Bo said simply.

“They what?” Luke asked, sitting up straighter in his seat as he looked at Bo despritly.

“We ain’t got no brakes!” Bo said again, tightening his grip on the wheel.

“Please tell me it ain’t downhill all the way ta Hazzard Square!” Luke pleaded with himself as he grabbed the CB, hoping to contact someone that could help.

“Cooter warned us that the brake fluid was low, I didn’t think it was this low!” Bo said, stepping once again on the brakes, hoping against hope that they would work.

When nothing happened, except the brake pedal sinking to the floor, Bo grew pale and knew that they were in for the ride of their young lives.

“Cooter, this here’s Luke Duke, ya got yer ears on, come back?” Luke said into the mic.

The boys waited precious seconds before they heard the voice of their friend.

“Might be crazy but I ain’t dumb, Crazzy Cooter comin’ at’cha. What’cha need, Lukas?” Cooter asked.

“Help!” Luke replied worriedly.

“Could ya be a little more specific than that?” Cooter asked.

“In short, Cooter ole’ buddy…the General’s brakes failed.  We need someone ta help us slow down.” Luke replied.

“I told ya’ll that might happen!” Cooter said as he got into his wrecker and drove away from his garage.

“Shoot us later Cooter.  Right now we need yer help.” Luke replied.

“Right.  Where are ya exactly?” Cooter asked.

“We jus’ past mile marker 19.” Bo said as he kept his eyes firmly glued to the road.

“We jus’ past mile marker 19.” Luke said to Cooter as the General topped 90 mph.

“Alrighty, I’ll be right with ya in two shakes of a lambs tail. I’m gone.” Cooter said as he replaced the CB mic back into it’s cradle.

“How ya doin’ cuz?” Luke asked Bo, who was trying hard not to get them killed!

“Fighten the General is like fighten a mad bull with only yer bare hands.” Bo replied as he narrowly missed hitting a rock.

“Jus’ try to keep em’ on the road.” Luke suggested.

“Would you like ta drive?!” Bo asked, getting angry.

“I was jus’ sayin…”Luke said.

“Would you like to drive?!” Bo asked again.

“Yes, I’d love to, cuz.'” Luke replied.

Bo rolled his eyes and concentrated on keeping the General on the road, and them alive!