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The General Lee
By JadedPhoenix


Bo and Luke were up on the roof, repairing the leaks that had sprung up overnight during the torrential rain that had hit Hazzard last night. Truth be told, the whole roof really needed to be repaired. The whole farm house had seen better days.
Bo passed on Kira's message that she was leaving
Atlanta, which caused the cousins to debate just how short she would cut it to make it home for supper in time. Seeing that they had done about all that they could do for the roof for now, Luke figured they'd call it an end for the morning.
"Looks like we're almost done. Good thing this didn't happen in a few weeks from now. Wouldn't have been good at all to have to split up during harvestin' to get the roof fixed." Luke started to gather up the tools that they'd been using to repair the roof.
"Don't you know it." Bo started to head over to the ladder. Suddenly, he felt a wave of nausea and dizziness hit him.
"Whoa, Bo. Careful." Luke reached out and grabbed Bo's arm. "Trying to get out of dinner tonight by goin' to the hospital instead?"
"Cute Luke. Come on, let's get this stuff on down." Bo shook Luke's hand off and headed on down the ladder.
"You boys about done yet?" Jesse asked as he came out of the house.
"Yes sir."
"Bo here about took a dive off of the roof though. Looks like he'll do anything to keep from havin' to sit at the same table as L.D." Bo gave Luke a look for ratting him out to their Uncle. He really didn't feel l
ike having anyone make a fuss, for whatever reason.
Jesse gave his nephew a glance over with a critical eye. He looked pale.
Jesse reached up to test his nephew's temperature. Bo fidgeted but let his uncle do what he wanted to do while still glaring a Luke.
"You feel warm. You go on up to bed. I'll check on you in a little while."
"But Uncle Je
...'' His Uncle raised his eyebrow as if challenging his nephew to finish his sentence. "Yes sir." With that Bo headed inside.
Jebb hobbled into the den while waiting for dinner. He had come to the conclusion that if he didn't find something to do soon, he was going to go crazy. He'd already read through all of his racing magazines as well as several others. Going over to the television, Jebb
flipped on the evening news. It wasn't like that there is much else to watch this time of day anyway. Falling onto the couch, Jebb tried to get comfortable; an impossible task really with that bulky cast on his leg. Finally, Jebb settled in to watch as the anchor led into the next story. Eyes going wide, Jebb hollered out.
"Mom! Pop! Get in here quick!"

'Bo, you need to wake up. And you need to wake up NOW, Bo!'
Bo felt his hair being brushed out of his eyes. He really didn't want to wake up. He was so hot. Sweat had practically plastered his blond locks down onto his forehead. He kicked the blankets off that someone must have put on him after he'd fallen asleep.
'You need to wake up, please, Bo. It's too warm here. You can't stay.'
Bo opened his eyes, a feeling of déjà vu creeping up his spine. Except the last time, it was too cold. Now it was unbearably hot, and it didn't have anything to do with the hot, bright sun outside.
'It's about time you showed up. You know that Jesse would've thrown a fit if you were late tonight.' Bo tried to give his sister a weak smile. 'Glad you made it in time to join in all the fun.'
When Daisy and L.D. arrived for supper and Kira was still not home, Jesse was beyond being irritated. One of these days, he was going to have teach that girl how to tell time. Calling Luke aside, he whispered that he should go ask Bo to find out what was taking his sister so long to get home. Quite frankly, she should have been home over an hour ago. Surely if she'd had car trouble, she would have told Bo. One of them could have gone out to help her. Then thinking to how soundly Bo was sleeping the last time Jesse had gone to check on him, she might have tried. Going into the living room, Jesse greeted the jewel of the family. He'd not seen her in a whole week. One LONG week.
Jesse explained that they were still waiting on
Kira (as usual) to come home even though they had expected her an hour ago. Daisy volunteered to help Jesse in the kitchen but he told her that he had everything under-control. L.D. then turned the television on out of frustration. He had hoped that he and Daisy could make this night end as fast as possible. After all, how long does it really take to eat dinner? Seeing him lounging on the couch, Daisy gave him a look for being rude. He could have left the set off for just a little while. Walking over to it, Daisy figured that she'd just turn it off. Just as she was reaching for the knob, her hand froze as she saw the screen change to show a video of earlier that day.
"Uncle Jesse!"
"What you're seeing here is footage shot earlier today just outside the courthouse in Atlanta. At approximately ten o'clock this morning, fire crews were called out to the scene to put out a fire from where a truck had suddenly exploded right on the side of the street. Several nearby pedestrians were injured and were rushed to the nearby hospital to be treated for second degree burns. Witnesses report that there was one individual inside the vehicle when it blew. Fire crews are still at the scene as it has been reported that the truck is still too hot for investigators to approach at this hour."
"What is it Daisy?" Jesse responded to the panicked tone in Daisy's voice.
"Isn't that Kira's truck?" Jesse looked at the burned out shell on the screen. The shape was right. Anything else beyond that was unrecognizable. Jesse let his eyes drift upwards, to where the boy's room was. Bo. The fever. Looking back at the television, Jesse begins to look for any sign that the vehicle on the screen did not belong to his niece. On the screen, the anchorman was approached by a crewman and was handed a piece of paper as the crewman whispered into the anchorman's ear.
"This just in. Our investigators have determined the I.D. of the owner, and possibly the victim, of the vehicle involved in this explosion. (a photo appears at the side of the screen) Our sources have identified the owner as Kira Kyle, A.D.A of Hatchapee County, and former P.D.A. of Fulton County. We have learned that Miss Kyle had been called before the Grand Jury yesterday in regards to charges being pressed against Crime Boss, William Townsend. It is still unknown if this incident is related to the testimony given or to the recent arrest of Townsend. "
"Dear God! No!" Jesse sank to his knees and was quickly joined by Daisy. Both were crying too hard to hear anything else being said by the anchor on the television.
"Hey Bo, wake up. Daisy's here. You ain't gettin' out of this dinner ya faker. Now get up." Luke sits on the bed next to his cousin. Sweat had drenched his hair and it was sticking to his forehead. Brushing the hair aside with his hand, he notices just how hot Bo had gotten in just the last few hours. So maybe he's not faking after all. "Come on 'Cuz. Jesse needs you to check in with Kira. She still ain't got home yet." Luke continued to gently try to wake his cousin. He was about to give up when heard his uncle scream from down stairs.
"Dear God! No!" Luke bolted up and ran down stairs to find out what had caused his uncle such distress taking the stairs three at a time. Once down stairs, he was greeted by the sight of both Daisy and Jesse clinging to one another as they were reduced to a mass of tears on the living room floor. Letting his eyes drift across to L.D., Luke was certain that the man must have done something to cause such grief to his family. Seeing him on the couch, his face was ashen and he was just staring at the television. On the screen, Luke saw a split screen of both his cousin's photograph and a video of what looked like her truck in a ball of flames. He tried to hear what the reporter was saying but couldn't hear him over the pounding in his own ears. Luke had only one coherent thought that he could form as he watched the television. They had to be wrong. Kira WASN'T dead. She can't be. He and Bo were supposed to teach her how to jump The General this weekend. She promised that she'd be here tonight. They were wrong. They just were.
"No Bo. Now go on. Wake up. They'll need you."
"This AIN'T fair!" Kira looked at her brother for what would be the last time. Of course he'd fight it like a two year old. And telling him that life ain't fair wouldn't exactly help.
"Maybe so, but someone has to watch after the others on this side. Especially Luke. You KNOW that if you weren't around, he'd forget how to have fun. Besides, you have to wake up to close the link. You never shut it off on your end. You have to wake up now before you CAN'T wake up."
" just can't leave now. It's not been long enough."
"I know." Reaching over, Kira hugged her twin. "Love ya Bo-Bear."
With that, Bo reluctantly opened his eyes. With tears in his eyes, he let out a call deep in his heart. But this time, he
received no reply. Down stairs, he heard crying. He didn't need to ask. He knew. Kira was gone.
The family was all brought into the conference room in the courthouse to wait for the judge to arrive to preside over the reading of Kira's will. Bo knew that this was a necessary step, but right now, he couldn't care less what was in it. She was gone. What else mattered? All because she knew too danged much. Because she had figured out what no one else had in the entire state. She had taken the time and found a pattern to Townsend's madness and for that reason, he had her killed. Kira hadn't been deterred for long when Townsend sent someone to intimidate her by attacking her in her apartment. Bo should have known that the Duke stubbornness would catch up to her. He should have seen what she had been up to, though Kira hadn't been likely to have left it alone just because it could lead to danger if he had known and tried to stop her. That probably would have only spurred her on.
Finally, the judge came in along with other people that Bo really didn't know, and quite frankly, didn't care about. The legal mumbo jumbo was said. The will was read but to be honest, he hadn't heard a word of it. Being here was all so final. It had been hard enough to just make it through the funeral. Especially since it had been a closed casket service. He couldn't even see Kira as he tried to say goodbye to his twin sister. It hadn't been fair to have to do that. Now here he was, weeks later, for the final act that would make it official. Kira wasn't coming back.
"Now, there is just one final matter to address before we are done here. It appears that Miss Kyle left a tape that she has asked to be viewed after the will was read." The judge pulled out a video cassette out of an envelope and placed into the player that had been rolled up to the table and he turned the television on.
On the screen, Kira was sitting at a large piano playing a song that had recently come out on the radio by a relatively unknown artist. Bo was surprised when Kira began to sing since she rarely would sing for anyone in life.
Looking back on the memory of
the dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
how could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end, the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Holding you, I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say? You know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
Yes my life, it's better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd have had to miss the dance
The music flowed through out the room and Bo couldn't help but feel the notes cutting straight to his soul. When the music faded, Kira turned and faced the camera.
"What? You didn't really think that I'd go without having the last word did you? Now that just WOULDN'T have been my style." Kira smiled at the camera as she spoke. Then her face sobered as she continued. "Well obviously, if you're here and watching this tape, it can only mean that I somehow have died. I don't know if it was the Cancer that came back, or maybe I made one too many jumps and finally didn't make it. Shoot, it would be ironic if the Duke luck held out against all kinds of mayhem and chaos only to let me get hit by a bus while crossing the street, instead." Kira laughed as she spoke. "Oh come on Jesse. You KNEW that I'd have to say it. I can picture it now. If I was sitting there right now, making jokes at the reading of a will, you'd be telling me that this is a somber occasion and no place to be making jokes. Well, it's my will and I don't particularly WANT it to be all that somber. This family has already mourned for me once. Don't spend too much time doing it again. For what ever reason that I'm here I can say one thing. I have no regrets. I have done what I have wanted. I didn't leave anything unfinished. Our time together may have been short, but it's been good. We've had fun, we've picked, joked, fought, got even, and we've even cried on occasions. But I wouldn't have traded a minute with any of you because even the bad times were made better just by being together. I've seen that, while this family shares the good times together, it really comes closer and the bonds get stronger than ever in the bad. That kind of closeness is rare; far too rare in this world.
Jesse, what can I say? With the way we butted heads, maybe it's a good thing you didn't have to put up with me while I was growing up. If dealing with these others made your hair turn white, dealing with me would have sent you to an early grave. Well, okay, I guess that was a poor choice of words, huh? Now you get to see why I was fined so much for contempt when I first started to try cases. But it has been fun. I'd like to think that you enjoyed it too, just as much as I did. Even if I did try your patience on more than one occasion.
There is one thing though that I have to ask of each of you. Don't get to this side of the table with regrets. Bo. Everyone KNOWS that you were born to drive in NASCAR. The one year that you went off and drove on the circuit had been the highlight of your life. And it had just been long enough to prove that it's there that you really belong. Go back. You know that you want to. Don't regret not going back.
Daisy, it's time for you to stop pushing your own dreams aside, too. Everyone knows that you've had a talent for music, but you've had other ambitions that you've tried to keep a secret. If you want to go to college, then you should do it. Oh, I know that I promised to take that secret you told me to the grave. But, I think that this still applies. It's not too late to go back to college. No excuses for you now either. Secret's out, the money is there. Now all you have to do is go. I know you'll do everyone proud. I'm even pretty sure which one you'll want to go to as well." Kira smile grew broader. "The only one fitting for a Duke." Kira's face then grew a bit more serious. Kira stood and walked over to the white pristine French doors that could be seen behind her. She looked out the curtains briefly before turning once more to the camera.
"As for you Luke, you've always tried to be the family's protector, to watch after the others, even to the point where the dreams of others became your own. But even though you have never given a voice to any of your own, I know that there is something that you've wanted to do. You just haven't done it because you felt that you were needed elsewhere. Well Lukas, It's time to get your rump off the stump and DO it! Go DO something! The world won't come to a screeching halt if you allow yourself to live your own life for a while. And even if it DOES stop, well, that would be okay too. Maybe the world needs to stop and watch a Duke in action every once in a while. They just might learn something.
This family has always been strong. But just maybe that strength has also been a weakness. With having each other, you've never needed to see if there was anything else worth having. But just because you open your lives up to the rest of the world, to your dreams, it doesn't mean that you will push one another out in the process. It's time to find what it is that God has been telling you to do in soft whispers and do it. Otherwise, when you're standing here, you just might have some explaining to do. And let's face it, ya'll will doin' enough explainin' as it is. Especially the two of you Duke Boys." Kira released a small laugh as she thought on some of the boys' adventures.
"I suppose my time has come to leave now. It had to come eventually. Just don't be in a hurry to follow me. Okay. Go and live your lives. Hey Bo! I DARE you. When you win that next big race, take your victory lap BACKWARDS. Give 'em all something to talk about. And ya'll better have paid attention to me. You hear? I know that you probably didn't hear a word of what was read earlier. But you better not have tuned ME out. Cause if there's a way, you better believe that I'll find it if I have to come back and get your rears in gear. Remember, no regrets and no excuses.
I love you, all of you. Now go dry your eyes, and get goin'." With that, Kira opened the French doors behind her and revealed a beautiful flower garden in full bloom. The sunrise temporarily blinded the camera and Kira's profile could be seen as she left the room and began to stroll toward the garden. Turning, Kira gave one last wave to the camera before walking off. Only once Kira could no longer be seen in the bright sunrise did the camera turn off.


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