Warning: Hazzardous Curves Ahead

[pendragon1980]

You know, it occurs to this quiet county doctor that usually the guys in Hazzard get to have all the fun. I say it’s the ladies’ turn. I happened to come across some tickets for Atlanta’s hottest new dance club. No country music or peanuts on the floor here. Girls, What do you say to a girl’s night out and we’ll show those city folks how the females of Hazzard have fun.

Dress code: This ain’t no quilting club, ladies, dress to kill.

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The valet could only raise an eyebrow as the motorcycle pulled out to the curb in front of the nightclub, a far cry from the usual sports cars or luxury sedans often seen in this part of Atlanta. The other eyebrow when the rider of the cycle pulled off her helmet, revealing a long mane of blonde hair to fall wildly around her shoulders. Chance grinned at the stunned look at the valet’s face as she handed him her keys. Hell, she knew she looked good tonight, why not enjoy the attention. Wasn’t that the whole point of a girl’s night out? Walking towards the nightclub, she caught her reflection in a mirrored section decorating the front. She smirked at the reflection, dressed in a dark brown suede shirt that attached over one shoulder, leaving the other bare and black leather pants can almost could be deemed illegally snug, the outfit was completed by Chance’s shin high motorcycle boots, also black leather.

The heavy bass was coming from the interior of the nightclub could be hear even out into the street, the modern dance music about as a far cry something the honky tonk played at the Boar’s Nest as possible. This was more the type of place Chance frequented in her often teased about “wild days” during college. There would be no chance of country ballads, peanuts littering the floors or water downed beers in here. Chance grinned as she approached the doorway, there was a healthy line at the door, but thankfully Chance’s tickets meant they could bypass it. A bouncer who looked like a refuge from World Wide Wrestling stood at the head of the line.

Chance glanced at her watch. She had posted the invitation in town. She wondered idly who would join her.

[MinDuke]

The next car to pull up to the curb was a bright red Porsche, the woman behind the wheel a brunette. She put the car in park and waited for the valet to open the door for her. He couldnt help but notice the tight, short black dress she wore, accentuated by black Stilletto heels that showed off her long shapely legs.

"Park it someplace good please--"

Min placed her keys in the young man's hand, giving him a warm smile; that smile growing brighter as his face turned a bright shade of red. His gaze followed her, along with every other red blooded man there as Min sauntered up the sidewalk. She spotted the bright blond hair of her friend and raised her hand.

"Chance!"

[Valerie Strate]

A tall dark haired female form came walking up behind the blond haired doctor and the Duke woman. She wore a white leather mini skirt, a blue chenelle sweater, with white leather and rhinestoned high heeled sandles that tied up above her ankles. Her hair was down and in a mane full of curls that framed her oval shaped face. She grinned as she came up behind her friends.

"Howdy girlfriends... Like my..." she cleared her throat slightly as she showed her hand which was full of rings, "Bling Blings?"

She then giggled, knowing full well she felt like a fish out of water.

[pendragon1980]

“Bling Blings?” Chance raised her eyebrow, looked at Min and shrugged.

Smiling as she escorted she friends towards the entrance. “Ladies, It’s a shame I’m an MD and not a chiropractor because we gonna turn some heads tonight!” Indeed, even as the trio of woman stood at the entrance while the bouncer took their tickets, it was obvious they were attracting male attention, one brave soul even ventured a wolf whistle from somewhere back in the line.

Inside the nightclub, the lights were low and the music pulsing. Thankfully, the place wasn’t incredibly crowded because of the limited entrance. There were some tables lined alongside the long bar that dominated one side of the club. The sunken dance floor was lighted with various colored spotlights as individuals and couples alike took advantage of the dimmed lighting.

Chance lead Val and Min to a spot at the bar nearby, which immediately opened up as the females approached. She signaled the bartender and turned to her friends.

“What’ll it be, girls? First drink‘s on me.”

[MinDuke]

Min grinned as she sat down on the bar stool, crossing her legs and giving her dark loose hair a toss over her shoulders.

"I'm dying for a beer--" Min told the doctor, seeing that the three women had gotten the attention of every guy in the closest proximity.

"This is going to be a night to remember girls!"

[LittleRedVicki]

As Min, Chance, and Val were talking & drinking, a petite redhead walked inside the dance club.
"I'm glad that Chance invited me to join them..." she thought as she walked inside the dance club.

She was dressed in a off the shoulder black blouse with black leather pants & matching jacket. Her normal attire most of the time was her Chickasaw County Sheriff's uniform.

As soon as she walked inside the dance club, a few of the men all ready made eye contact with her, and one even shared a dance with her.

Looking at her friends sitting in the corner sharing a drink, Vicki smiled at her dance partner.

"Thanks, Jack for the dance. It was nice," said Vicki as she smiled at the young Doctor that she had just met.
"Yeah, it was nice. Would you like to dance the next slow song with me?" Jack asked the redhead.

Glancing over at her friends, then back to Jack, Vicki smiled. "Of course, Jack. Let me go talk to my friends for a while, Okay?"

"Sure, I'll go get some drinks for us. What would you like?" Jack said to Vicki.
"Just a Chocolate Mudslide," Vicki replied to Jack.

"Okay," said Jack, squeezing Vicki's hand then added, "I'll met you at your friends' table."

"Okay, see you there," said Vicki, waving at Jack as she headed to where her friends were.


**Cue: Whoever is ready to add!** :wink:

[pendragon1980]

“Amen to that, Min.” Chance smirked as she raised her brandy glass in salute. “These city boys have no idea what they’ll in for.” She took a sip she watched Vicki and her new friend talk for a minute before the redhead started towards the bar. “I see Vick has a head start on us already.” She teased, speaking just aloud enough for her to hear as she approached.

Smiling at the turnout of the invitation. “What do you think, girls? A shade more sophisticated than the Boar’s Nest?” Her grin widened as she rested one leg on the other knee, motorcycle boots creaking slightly as she did so.

[Valerie Strate]

The Game Warden was sipping on a Seabreeze when the doctor asked that question. She sat her drink down and looked up at her with a bit of a smile and replied with a slightly snobbish mock accent in her voice, "Chance, Darling, the club is smiply smashing my dear."

She then giggled slightly and took a look over at Vicki.

"Have a seat Vick." she motioned to the empty seat next to her.

[LittleRedVicki]

Smiling, Vicki sat down on a stool next to Val. "Don't mind if I do, Val." She said as she smiled at the Game Warden.

Vicki then took off her leather jacket. Immediately her new friend Jack walked over to her. He had a crazy grin on his face as he approached the redhead. "Here's your drink," Jack said as he smiled at the redhead.

"Thanks. Jack, these are some friends of mine that I hang out with back in Hazzard County," said Vicki, motioning to her friends. "We do just about everything together there. Y'all, this is Jack Stewart. He is a 3rd year intern doctor at Atlanta Memorial Hospital."
"Hi, ladies," said Jack, running a hand through his dark brownish/black hair.
"Hi," said Chance, Val, and Min together.

"Vicki, whenever you're ready for that dance, let me know. I'm going to be at that table to the right talking to some friends of mine from the hospital," said Jack as he was walking away from Vicki slightly.
"Okay," said Vicki, smiling at Jack as she watched him walk away from her.

"Wow, what happened to you?" Chance asked Vicki.
"Nothing, I'm just being my shy self. This sure beats dancing at the Boar's Nest. I'm going to have to come here more often," Vicki said as she started sipping on her Mudslide.


**CUE: Whoever is ready!** :wink:

[MinDuke]

Min sat back, picking up her bottle of beer and having a swig of it. She scanned the dance floor looking for a prospective partner. The selection of men on the dance floor seemed pretty impressive, many handsome faces, tight jeans and the bodies to go along with them.

"Nice-- very very nice--" She stated as she leaned close to Chance.
"See any anatomy worth studying in here tonight Doc?" Min teased.

[pendragon1980]

"Sorry, Min. You know damn well I'm taken. But if I see anything worth..." The blonde woman cleared her throat. "further physical examination, I steer you towards it." She chuckled as she turned towards the redhead. "Vicki, hon, tonight have absolutly nothing to do about being shy. Although I gotta tell you, you gotta watch them doctors. Trust me on that one." Chance grinned slyly.

[MinDuke]

Min laughed, shaking her head.

"You know, I asked you if there was any anatomy worth STUDYING I never said anything about PERSUING." She watched Chance's face blush as she raised her bottle of beer to her lips again and had another sip. Setting down her drink she got up from the table.

"I dont know about you all but I feel like dancing! And if I cant find someone to dance with me I'll dance alone--" She said over her shoulder as she headed for the crowded dance floor.

[pendragon1980]

"Studying and pursueing? Is there a difference?" Chance laughed and set her drink on the bar. "You know what, dancing sounds good. Let's see if we can make some jaws drop." She said as she got up and joined Min on the dancefloor.

Dancing was probably too polite a term for what was going on on the darkened dance area. More like grinding to a beat. But that didn't stop Min and Chance from joining in the fun. Moving in time with the music, the two girls didn't seem aware that they were turning heads. Chance grinned as she and Min danced side by side. Playfully trying to outdo her friend, She lifted her blonde hair with both her hands, let it fall back around her shoulders and added a sexy wiggle of her hips.

Min only grinned, impressed by Chance's moves and natural rhythm. Not to be outdone, the Duke woman's hips rotated back and forth in seductive semi-circles; her hands traced down her thighs slowly before her arms raised high in the air.

[Valerie Strate]

Val sat at the table with a grin of satsisfaction on her face. Her friends were having a blast and so was she. In the Strate woman's mind she couldn't be much happier than this.

"Ah... Bliss!" Val smiled to herself as she then sipped on her drink. However she wanted to start in an activity that required movement, she debated joining her friends on the dance floor. Until.... she heard the disc jockey put Journey's song 'Any Way You Want It' on over the air waves of the club.

"Hhhhhmmmm...." The off duty Game Warden mused to herself. She stood up and tugged on Vicki's arm, "C'mon Vick, let's join the party!"

Val was feeling frisky tonight. She had already studied the room and knew that the majority of the guys here were not the normal type she usually ran into. The men here were impecibly dressed, well versed, well groomed, and in a male beauty pagenant against the Duke boys (the hottest men in Hazzard County) the Dukes would be an after thought.

Half of her brain was saying, 'hide in the corner or behind the table' the other half was drunken with delight and happiness, 'Party! Wooohoo!'.
This mental balance kept her in a steady clubbing balance. The Game Warden realized to herself,"Forget about the guys! This is Girls Night and you're going to PARTY!"

She shimmied out to the dance floor near her friends. Her body began to jirate as she moved to the rythm of the beat and began singing,

Any way you want it
That's the way you need it
Any way you want it


She loves to laugh
She loves to sing
She does everything
She loves to move
She loves to grove
She loves the lovin' things.....

(cue anyone)

[LittleRedVicki]

"This is a lot of fun, girls! We have to do this more often!" squeeled Vicki as she dancing with her friends. She was happier now that she had a couple of Mudslides down her.

"Yeah, but aren't we missing a few of our friends here?" Chance asked as she looked around the dance club.

"Probably," replied the redhead then added after taking her ponytail down and letting her long red hair go free, "Whoever that isn't here with us probably knows by now where we went. Maybe someone will join us here soon."


**CUE: Whoever is ready!** :D

[Kristy_DUke]

Kristy is filled with a sinking sense of un-trust as she watches the valet slowly climb into her big four by four Silverado. Standing in the chilly evening she watches as her truck is slowly being driven away by some stranger, a stranger she has never met before, driving her truck. Letting go of a deep breath she didn't know she was holding, Kristy slowly turns her back to the disappearing tail lights of her truck as she forces herself to loosen up, to have a good night.

For a short moment she watches as people slowly enter and exit the dance club, in couples or by themselves. 'Here goes nothing,' she thinks as she places a small smile on her face as she slowly follows a young couple through the thick double glass doors. Inside Kristy slowly glances around the dark area, awaiting for her eyes to slowly adjust to the darkness of the dance club.

Spotting a coat rack to the left of the doors she stiffly takes off her expensive black leather coat to hang upon one of the hangers. Nervously, she places her hands into the pockets of her her tight fitting faded blue jeans, as she momentarily thinks of the last time she had been in Atlanta. The last she had been in Atlanta had been a year and a few months ago, on escaping from her ex-husband.

'Damn it' she sighs angrily at herself at allowing herself to think of the past, of the last time she had ventured to Atlanta. Tonight was suppose to be about fun and fun was what she planned on doing. Yanking her hands out of her pockets she straightens out her tight red t-shirt before she slowly moves past the entry way and into the dance area. The music roars from speakers of an up-beat music that quickly makes her lose the thought of her nightmarish past. Feeling the music while she walks past tables and past people dancing with one another or seperate, she scans the area looking for her friends from Hazzard that she was suppose to meet here.

[pendragon1980]

"Min, you getting the feeling we opened a Pandora's box here?" Chance said, grinning broadly. She had to raise her voice slightly to be heard above the music. Bending her knees and rocking her shoulders, she shimmied down low and then up. "You know, we ought to try this one night at the Boar's Nest. We would probably see a few eyes pop out of their sockets. Could you imagine the look on their faces?" Chance couldn't resist a chuckle at the thought.

"Oh it's be priceless and as for the Pandora's Box...Maybe we have Chance or maybe we just showed these girls how much fun it can be to cut loose once in a while.. I mean we can't all be peaches and cream every minute of the day." Min closed her eyes, letting her body move to the music; her long hair swinging as she moved from side to side.

"I'm not sure I'm EVER the peaches and creme type." Chance then spotted Kristy through an opening in the crowd and waved, knowing her voice wouldn't carry over the music.

Min too saw Kristy and raised her hand to her before answering the doctor's question. "Chance, that's what we basically are most of the time. But not right now and certainly not tonight."

"Damn straight."

[Valerie Strate]

Min too saw Kristy and raised her hand to her before answering the doctor's question. "Chance, that's what we basically are most of the time. But not right now and certainly not tonight."

"Damn straight."

Val shot a look over to Chance, "Damn right, I am!"

She then chuckled and continued to dance, "Chance, I don't think the guys at the Nest would know what to do with themsevles if they seen us like this."

She continued to hum the Journey tune that was playing then spoke up again, "Hey, anyone know if MA or Daisy is gonna drop by? I would think Daisy wouldn't want to miss a night like this. Plus, I would love to do some Kareeko with MaryAnne."

(cue anyone! Strut it Gals! LOL)

[LittleRedVicki]

Meanwhile, Vicki was standing near the front end of the dance floor, talking to the DJ who was playing the dance music.

Just then, Daisy Duke walked in to join the crowd.
"Hi, Daisy. It's nice to see you again," said Vicki as she smiled at Daisy.
"Vicki, what did you do to yourself? You look different," said Daisy in shock as she looked at the redhead.

"I just made a few adjustments to myself since we were going for a nite on the town in Atlanta," said Vicki, inspecting herself in a compact mirror that she had in her purse then added, "Everyone else is on the dance floor dancing if ya want to join them."

Daisy laughed as she walked away from Vicki. "You better not let any males from Hazzard see you like that, you're liable to make them go crazy!"

"Probably, Daisy. Honey, do you have any country music that I can dance to?" Vicki asked Eric, the DJ.

Eric eyed Vicki down, from her long slightly curled red hair down to the tight black leather pants and matching black boots that she had on. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her.

"Honey, are you all right?" Vicki asked as she giggled, moving a loose trendrill away from her face.

Eric's mouth dropped wide open he spoke in his baritone voice. "Sure,doll. What song do you want me to play? I have all types of country music here from the Oak Ridge Boys to Faith Hill."

"Do you have 'Girls Nite Out' by the Judds?" Vicki asked sweetly to Eric. "I want to dedicate it to my friends that are here with me tonight."

"Sure, I'll put it on right now, after I get your telephone number," said Eric smiling at Vicki as he was putting the music in then added into the microphone, "For all you ladies out there that are having a good time tonight, Vicki wants to dedicate this song to ya."


**CUE: Anyone who is ready!** 8) 8)

[countrygirl1986]

While all this was happening, in a nearby parkinglot, a Cherry Red 1970 Buick Skylark was sitting, it's occupants getting ready for the party.

"Now Remember Eag, you promised no getting drunk," the cars owner told her buddy in the passenger seat.

"I know, I know," Eagle grinned. "But I'm sure there will be some nice lookin' girls for me to bug."

Lex laughed. "That's just like you Eagle." Although Lex and Eagle were best friends, they had never dated. "I know you're gonna knock some of those girls dead with your looks," she joked.

"Yeah, just like you're a knock out with the guys anytime we go clubbin'." He retorted.

Lex was wearing a pair of red pants that were a little too tight, and a white spegetti strap shirt that was a few sizes too small. She also had on a metal chain belt. Eagle had on a white sleeveless shirt and black pants.

"True. I like the attention sometimes, though, sometimes I don't. And if any guys get too friendly, I'll slap them," She mumbled, finishing with her makeup.

"Just be careful that our buddy over there don't toss ya out. You know he got a job as a bouncer there."

"True. Now let's get going," she replied to Eagle's warning. "and same goes for you." Lex shifted Rose Bud into drive and took off toward the valet parking.

When they pulled up, the ballet standing there looked overjoyed. "Lex, Eagle, great to see you two! May I park Rose Bud for you?" He said as they climbed out.

"Of course, someone's gotta do it!" Lex laughed as he climbed in.

"Nice to see you too," Eagle said in greeting and shook his hand.

As they walked by the bouncer, they nodded in greeting beings he was very busy keeping out the rift raft. He was an old friend who had also worked as a bouncer with Lex back at the bar that Eagle had once run.

"how about we hit the bar before we have a little fun?" Lex suggested.

"Sounds good. I promise not to get too drunk, like i said earlier," he laughed.

[Kristy_DUke]

A smile reaches Kristy's face as she waves back at the young doctor on the dance floor with Min, before waving to Val as she makes her way to the table where Val sits.

"I can't believe I am doing this," Kristy smiles as she sits down besides Val before a young cute waiter comes to ask for her order.

Kristy glances up at the tall thin dark brown haired man with piercing green eyes that holds a thin dark shadow of a beard and mustach. "I'll have a Smernoff Ice."

"It's on it's way," he grins a large bright white smile at her before he slowly walks away to attrieve her drink.

Kristy watches with a little interest as the waiter disappears behind the bar before turning to everyone. "I didn't mean to be so late...had a hard time talking myself to come back to Atlanta. But here I am, what I miss?"

[pendragon1980]

(Author’s note: Wow! I had no idea upon submitting this RR that it would snowball like it did. I just we all needed a night off. Thanks guys! And just for the record, if anyone wants to join this RR, regardless of them being part of Chance’s hen party invite list, they are more than welcome. )

Chance rolled her eyes playfully when the country music hit the speakers. The young doctor’s musical preferences leaned more towards Aerosmith and Van Halen the the Judds and Waylon Jennings, a source of much teasing in Hazzard where country reigned supreme. She laughed and told Min she was sitting this one out. Min nodded and joined her, country wasn’t her style either. The two women made their way through the crowd of dancers back to the bar where Kristy and Val were sitting.

Chance just caught Kristy’s question as she settled down in a chair beside them.

“Glad you could make it, Kris. You haven’t missed much, just me and Min here showing these city guys what they are missing in Hazzard.” She grinned impishly.

"That’s right, just because we're from a small town doesn't mean we don't know how to have fun." Min winked at her friend, the two women exchanging high fives and laughing.

[LittleRedVicki]

Meanwhile out on the dance floor, Vicki was having a ball two-stepping with her new friend Jack.

"So what's it like back in Hazzard?" Jack asked, as he held Vicki close.

Vicki smiled at her friend. "Probably like it is here. Everything's about the same, except that we have a lot of farms across the county."

"But you're working in Chickasaw County, and going to school at the college. Do you have family in Hazzard?" Jack asked as he grinned at the redhead.

"Most of my family lives in Oklahoma on a horse ranch. All I have left around here are my friends, and my God-Father Rosco and my God-Mother Lulu," said Vicki as she glances towards the back of the bar at her friends.

"So you're friends are keeping you here. What would happen if you would try to relocate?" asked Jack. *Maybe with me...* he thought to himself.

"I don't know what they would do..." said Vicki as she looked at her friends as they continued to dance close together.


**CUE: Whoever is Ready! LOL! :D**

[Valerie Strate]

Val sat back again at her seat next to Kristy. She had ordered her second Seabreaze. Her legs were crossed as she sat at the bar with her friends.

"Ladies, I propose a toast..." The female Game Warden replied in a loud enough voice so all the women around her could hear. She raised her glass and spoke again, "To the women in Hazzard County.... and all the men who can't seem to tame us!"

A roar of laughter came from the women as they all toasted to their friendship and this wild night.

(cue anyone)

[countrygirl1986]

Lex and Eagle heard the laughter while they sat at the bar. Lex and Eagle were drinking beers. They turned slighly and seen a few of Lex's friends from Hazzard.

"I think after we finish our drinks, we aughta go over and hang out. Who knows, maybe you'll pick up one of them," Lex winked. Eagle took and swatted at her playfully.

[Brian Coltrane]

Far away from the dance floor, two men stood near the bar and conversed in low voices. The noisy disco was an unlikely place for their meeting, which was exactly why they had chosen it. This neutral ground was relatively safe from the eyes of the criminal underworld and the law, and it was here that Brian had met up with an old friend.

At the moment, Brian was questioning his friend with a sanity check. "Let me get this straight, Rusty. You broke into a video store and cleaned it out of every movie in stock?"

"Yeah!" Rusty beamed. "Got everything they had, rated from G to XXX."

Brian snorted. "Teriffic. Used movies are worth about five bucks on the black market, ya know. I can't believe the Syndicate sanctioned you for a job that cheap -"

"They didn't," Rusty said with a quick swallow. "That's why I needed to talk to ya. I can't keep this stuff at the Jigsaw, because if I get caught freelancing again..."

"Dammit, Rust! You're riskin' your hide over a cheap score like this? I outta let you sweat it out. Better yet, just dump the stuff. Ain't worth it."

"Bri, use your head. I'm not THAT dumb. Used movies aren't worth much, but copies of them, sold in new packaging and priced like new movies, are worth a whole lot more." Rusty gave a devilish grin. "I got the copying place and distributor all lined up. I just need the movies stashed for about a week."

"You're smarter than you look," Brian conceded. "Awright. I'll hold the stuff for a week. But no more than that! I can't afford to get caught with it either. Dig?"

At Rusty's eager nod, Brian handed over his car keys. "Diablo's parked in the alley. Put the goods into the trunk, an' I'll wait here."

Rusty snatched the keys and hurried off. Brian lounged against the bar and sipped at a bottle of beer, acting like another lone wolf at the disco who was just there to pick up babes. He had to keep up a cover. He made eye contact with a cocktail waitress, flashed her a smile, and nodded to the dance floor. The buxom blonde was only too happy to oblige, and as a new song started up, Brian tossed off his black jacket and left it over the barstool. He took the cocktail waitress by the hand and led her to the multicolored haze of the dance floor.

The song "Super Freak" wasn't one of Brian's favorites, but it was fun to dance to, and the lyrics seemed to inspire his dance partner to show off her sluttiest moves. She ground to the floor as she dragged her palms down the front of Brian's black shirt and down the thighs of his black jeans.

"Kheehaa!" he grinned, rocking his body to the music's bass line.


(cue anybody!)

[pendragon1980]

(Ok, It seems you wanted my attention, you got it, Bri. Just hope you're updated on your medical insurance - Doc.)

Stilling sitting and chatting with the other girls, Chance paused mid-sip as a very familiar sound came from the direction of the dance floor. There is only one human on Earth that makes that kind of call. She turned slightly and glanced over her shoulder and saw an equally familiar black clad figure grooving on the dance floor...and not alone.

"Well, well....Seems these clubs will just let anyone in these days...excuse me, girls."

Chance set her glass down and headed for the dance floor herself. She made a direct path for the dancing pair. Fortunately, Brian's back was towards her and he hadn't seen her approach. The young doctor smirked and gently tapped his shoulder.

"Mind if I cut in?"

[Riddick]

It wasnt hard for Riddick to make his way into the Atlanta bar, he approached the bouncer at the door and looked him in the eye. Both men nodded and Riddick passed through with out a glich an began to make his way through the crowd as gentally as possible. Among all these people, he looked average an fit in with his changed atire. But he did not go unknoticed by the women who crowded the room, they looked him up an down an often flickered a wide grin.

Riddick was dressed differently on this night, a pure white sleeveless shirt fitting tight and perfectly. An ordinary chain setting gentally on the white shirt catching the glint of the fine lights in the dimely lit room. His head cleanly shaved and the black go-tee that usually stood out on his face was shaved down to thin lines making it look less knoticable and he smelled of a faint cologne. A perfectly matching off white deep pocket pair of jeans fitting loosely in the legs and snug around the waist. His shirt wrinkless over his broad sholders and muscular chest, rippling at the bottom an around the waist of his jeans. A medium sized wallet chain hanging loosely from the left side of the front of his jeans and reaching back to his back pocket on the same side. An to top it off he wore a new pair of dark brown work boots barely visible in the dim light.

Eventually he mad his way to the bar an sat down on a stool behind a dark hair women dressed beautifully in a leather white mini skirt and a blue chenelle sweater. He ordered a drink an looked her up an down knowing who it was, unsure weather to announce his presence behind her or to wait and see if she eknowledged him. Riddick took a long sip from his beer an decided to ask Valerie Strate to dance, he stood and tapped her on the sholder from behind gentally and produced a genial grin.

"May I have this dance?" His voice sounded mellow and rather distant above the music in the room.

[countrygirl1986]

Lex noticed her buddy Riddick approaching Val Strate. She pointed him out to Eagle and grinned. This club sure was attracting a lot of Hazzardites, but that was a good thing. It would hsow those city slickers what a couple of good ol' country folks were made of. Eagle wasn't a country boy, but he had decided to go to Hazzard to stay, Lex being his good friend. She had helped him through some tough times. Quietly, they moved closer to the gathering of Hazzard folks to listen in on Riddick and Val, as well as join in in some conversation when they were noticed.

(For those of you who are writing in this story and have been following it, I decided to remove Hilery from my above posts and the story. She's too young to really be in a club and she was hindering my writing ability. My previous posts have been edited. They still go along with all the posts made before and after them. -- Scoot)

[Brian Coltrane]

Meanwhile, Brian was aware of nothing other than the music and the buxom blonde waitress who was doing a snake charmer's dance in front of him. At the tap on his shoulder and the "Mind if I cut in" question, Brian didn't immediately associate the voice with that of Chance Walker. The music was loud, and this was the last place he'd expect to find someone he knew from Hazzard. So it was with a cavalier smile that he half-turned in mid-boogie and said carelessly, "Join right in, baby! If you can out-grind my dance partner here, I'll buy you a drink!"

Then he recognized the face, and stared into the crystal blue eyes that held both ice and fire....

"GAH!! Oh #&*%! AHH! I mean...Howdy Doc...."

Brian stopped dancing for a moment, turned back around, and reached a hand down to help up the waitress, who was doing sultry moves around his leg. The waitress stood up and looked at him curiously, wondering what was wrong. She then noticed Chance standing there. She looked back to Brian, and gave a knowing smirk.

"Will you excuse me, honey?" Brian said to the waitress. "I'm about to be dead." He handed her a crisp twenty for a tip, and she smiled and scampered off...though not before dragging her palm across his chest and down his sleeve in farewell.

This done, Brian turned back to Chance, and faced the music.

[Valerie Strate]

The mascline but mellow voice whispered in her ears like soft velvet against a baby's behind, "May I have this dance"

Valerie turned around to see Ridick dressed in white. He looked stunning. Her soft warm gray eyes melted at the sight of the white clad figure before her. She grasped his hand which was offered to her and stood up. The pair walked out on the dance floor. He gracefully held her hand as they aproached the floor and instantly he gave her a twirl. The DJ then played 'Midnight Blue'. The disco lights trunned down low and glittered as the couple danced a slow but sassy dance of twirls, spins, and tight embraces. The lights flickered off of the rhinestones on her shoes and the chain on his hip. For them... everything stood still for a moment. For them at least.... in the 'Midnight Blue'...

[Riddick]

As the song ended Riddick put Val's arms around his neck and his arms around her waist locking his hands together. He looked into her eyes, stairing into them gentaly. Her grey eyes staired back at his white as if they were an innocent shade of blue. A new song came on, a slow song that Riddick knew. The song was called "He Calls Home" by a band called Candlebox. The couple embraced together, dancing slowly as one, putting everything around them aside and just letting it all stand still. They felt alone on the dance floor together, just them and the song.

Midway through the song Riddick bent his head forward and touched his nose to hers. An he whispered the words in her ear, in a low voice. The words of the song sounded like his own life.

"Said this life of mine.....it gets rough at time....." An he whispered for her alone to hear.

"As he wanders through his life....ever searching for......a warm blanket...." Riddick paused breathing out

a gental breath.

"An he wonders.....is he safe out from the cold....safe out from the cold...."

He opened his eyes alittle and looked at her again. There feet moved to the slow steps one by one and they danced until the song was done.

[Kristy_DUke]

Sitting in the old bar stool, Kristy slowly sips at the ice cold bottle of beer that lays ahead of her. Hesitantly she turns in her seat to watch the several people that dance freely on the dance floor, a few that she recognizes from Hazzard, several people she has never seen before. Feeling the upbeat music the DJ is playing loudly, she happily taps the table along with the beat.

[LittleRedVicki]

"Are you having a good time?" asked Jack as he & Vicki walked back over to where her friends were. There she smiled at them warmingly as she held Jack's hand.

Vicki looked up into Jack's dark brown eyes. Even knowing so little about him, she had felt something inside her soul connecting with his.
She could feel inside her heart that she was happy for the 1st time in several months. "Yeah, I am. What about you?"

Jack was staring at Vicki. Her appearance was breathtaking. His eyes couldn't seem to look away from her.

Vicki smiled at Jack. "Jack, are you all right?"
The smile was a brilliant stab in his gut. Jack realized that he was addicted to her smile.

"Never felt better. Would your friends get mad if we went next door to the All-Night Diner and get a couple of cups of coffee?" Jack asked as he squeezed Vicki's hand.

[pendragon1980]

Chance didn’t react to the waitress brushed by her except to throw her a passing look that should have melted the blonde into a puddle of whatever wasn’t silicon. Turning back to Brian, she folded her arms in front of her and raised an eyebrow.

“Fancy meeting you here, Brian". She grinned, albeit a bit wickedly, definitely enjoying the rare occurrence to put Brian Coltrane on the spot. However, Chance was a big believer in redemption so she decided to give him a chance to redeem himself. "Well, you gonna answer my question or do you prefer dancing with Malibu Barbie over there?” Or did that offer for a free drink just expire?”

(cue Brian, better start putting that Coltrane charm to work.)

[Brian Coltrane]

Brian stammered an answer. "Of course ah'd rather dance with you! What man in Atlanta wouldn't?" As he said this, Brian flicked his gaze over Chance's face and figure...and found himself stunned. Now that he was looking upon her fully, he noted the brown suede top that daringly bared one shoulder and clung to her torso...and the black leather pants that fit her like a second skin, so tight that they could be used as a wetsuit for scuba diving. The black motorcycle boots that arched at the heel and clung to her calves added an element of sensual assertion. He tried not to think about what a well-aimed kick with those boots could do to him.

Brian's dark eyes slowly rose back up to look Chance in the face. Her hair was full and a little wild from dancing, and she was wearing just enough makeup to compliment her attire. He had never seen her look as magnificent and dangerous....

"Doc," he breathed out finally, "There is no way I can look at you in that outfit...and have any earthly hope of talkin' my way out of this one. 'Cause you are the Greek goddess of Sex and Motorcycles, and I am just a mere mortal, ensnared by your beautiful spell."

With this, Brian clasped one of her hands in his own, and brought it up to his lips, kissing the palm. It was a slow, warm kiss, and his dark eyes shut a moment as he placed it, in silent apology for any earlier offense.

And then, with her hand in his grasp, he pulled her closer to him, and wrapped one arm around her slender waist. His body began to move to the music...and the bass line was no match for the tempo of his madly thudding heart.

[pendragon1980]

As they started swaying to the soft music, Chance let one hand find one of Brian's broad shoulder while the other stayed clasped within his. She smiled up at him, not hinting how the soft spoken words had stolen her breath, nor how the closness of their bodies, even in the slow dance, couldn't conceal the heat between them.

"Ok, You're forgiven...this time."

Chance took the oppurtunity to note Brian's attire, all black naturally, from his dress shirt to his jeans to his boots. "You don't look half bad yourself this evening, Brian." The black clothing suited his dark hair and even darker eyes, makinng him almost taking on the likness of a jungle cat that's spotted its prey...

That line of thought prompted a slight swallow, although Chance's gaze didn't waver from Brian's as they moved. Her lips quirked up with a sudden memory. "This isn't the first time we danced. I never did get a second mambo lesson out of you. How did it go again? Work it easy, get the flow, use your hips..."

[Brian Coltrane]

Brian grinned and gave a warm chuckle. "You don't need lessons, Doc. You're a natural." He pulled her a bit closer, the fluid movements of their dance synchronizing to an easy rythym.

Brian sighed in contentment and shut his eyes for a moment, willing a timelessness to close over them and capture this feeling forever.

He was jostled slightly by another dancing couple as a large man in a white shirt accidently bumped against his back. There was no telling who bumped who, really, so Brian glanced over his shoulder and muttered a brief apology. "Whups, sorry."

It was then he recognized Riddick. Brian blinked in surprise, noticing Riddick and Val's presence for the first time. A quick glance around the club revealed a few more familiar faces, and this caused Brian to raise an eyebrow in curiosity.

(Cue anybody!)

[countrygirl1986]

Lexas hogg grinned, having watched almost everyone go off to the dance floor to have some fun. She gave a quick wave to Riddick, as did Eagle when the big guy was facing them, though, they knew he probably hadn't seen them. It was a few moments later though that they had noticed Kristy was still a few seats down from them.

"C'mon Eag, let's give her some company." Lex said, giving his arm a tug. He playfully swatted her on the arm, and she retailiated in like. This went on for a few short seconds before they were settling down next to Kristy.

"Hello," Eagle said, his attention divided between the dance floor, Lex, and Kristy.

"Howdy Kris," Lex grinned. "Why you sittin' here all by your lonesome? These clubs are about having fun, hanging out, boogying, and stuff like that. If ya don't want to do something like that, then I'll hang with ya." Lex offered.

Eagle nodded in agreement.

[Kristy_DUke]

Kristy gives Lex and her friend a friendly smile as she takes a slow drink while thinking of her response. "Well," she finally says placing the clear bottle back down to take in her new company, "I'd feel a bit akward getting some boogying done all myself and I ain't too good at joining in on things."

Kristy glances around the room, taking in the familiar faces that are scattered around the dance floor. "Plus I haven't been in one of these in what seems to be ages now. It was before I had kids that is for sure, perhaps even before I met Trevor," her voice weakens with akwardness and uncertainity at mentioning her ex-husband's name, the one she continues to fight to forget. Struggling to regain her confidence she smiles at Lex and her friend, "It is sure glad to see everyone out having fun and all. It sure is great to see you here, thank-you for joining me. Now I won't have to feel so akward."

[countrygirl1986]

Lex grinned in return. "Who said you'd continue sitting by yourself?" she asked her. Lex had a dirty little secret from just a few moments before. Through teh door had came a rather handsome, strapping young man, dressed in a blue shirt and jeans. He made a bee line straight for the group, and was standing behind Kristy when she had said something about her ex.

Eagle looked at Lex in wonderment and looked just behind Kristy without showing it.

"She's right, you're not going to be sitting here by yourself!" LB exlaimed and grabbed her, dragging her gently off to teh dance floor before Kristy could realize who it was.

*cue Kristy*

[Kristy_DUke]

Kristy silently watches the silent signals that Lex and Eagle seems to send one another as she slowly takes another long drink, in a false hope to drown past the past that continues to haunt her.

"She's right, you're not going to be sitting here by yourself!" comes a familiar voice from behind, to make Kristy abruptly set down her drink. Kristy yelps in surprise as a strong muscular hand gently reaches her right arm to drag her to her feet before she is able to look up to see who it is.

Fighting to catch up enough to see who it was leading her out to the dance floor she sends Lex a thick questioning look, wondering what Lex's plans were for her. Slowly the man finds a opening space in the dance floor in time for the DJ to slowly switch songs, the high paced music is replaced by Lonestar's huge hit, "Amazed."

Kristy slowly is pulled tight against the man's chest, reaching his chin. Looking up, her heart comes to an abrupt stop in surprised excitement at seeing it to be LB Davenport. "LB," she smiles at him, taking in his tight dark blue button up shirt and a pair of ungrease stained tight light blue jeans over his regular black cowboy boots, "you look great."

"Thanks, you don't look too bad yerself," he grins down at Kristy, displaying a freshly shaved face, a gleam of happiness shines in his greenish brown eyes as he gently kisses her on the cheek before holding her tight to him.

Kristy smiles as she holds him tightly as they dance to the music that plays on the speakers.

[Riddick]

Riddick grumbled alittle when Brian bumped into him, he didnt know who had bumped into him an his back was still turned in that direction. But Val could see over his sholder, an she could see Brian dancing beautifully with Chance Walker. Riddicks facial features darkened in irritation an he attempted to turn an make a point to the person who had bumped into him. Seeing his exspression change she read the movment in his eyes and grabbed his arm pulling him back to her. He returned his eyes to her before he had seen the black clad Coltrane, an he looked into her

eyes with question. Why had she pulled them back? Val ran a hand over his muscle tightened chest and up to his face an shaved head. Her touch on the prickly back of his head sent shivers down his spine and throughout the rest of his body an she leaned forward against him running a hand over the side of his face. Riddick put his arms around her forgetting about the person who had bumped into them an he dreamly looked into her gray eyes as if she were the only person on the face of the earth.

"Be nice...." Val said letting her hands loosen there grip on him

Riddick took her hand in his an returned to what he was about to do with a new approach. He turned around raising his eyes to the person who had bumped into him taken aback by the person who stood on the other end. Riddick looked at Val side long for a moment then retrurned his eyes to Brian Coltrane nodding a hello an carefully covering up his suprised ecknowledgement. With Vals hand in his they approached the Doctor Walker an the black clad Coltrane, Val squeezed Riddicks hand and greated the other couple.

"Brian, Chance its so good to see you here." Val grinned widely.

"Brian...Doc." Riddick nodded his voice rumbling in his throat. "Can we buy ya'll a drink?" He asked turning towards the bar.


(I got permission to use Valerie.)

[LittleRedVicki]

NOTE: **I'd thought that I would bring some 60's rock-n-roll music into the dance club, since this is a bar that plays all types of music!** :)
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As Vicki & Jack were walking over towards the front door, a slow song came on.
It was "Unchained Melody" by the Righteous Brothers.

"Jack, wait a minute..." Vicki said, tugging on Jack's arm.

"What is it?" asked Jack as he smiled at the redhead.

"Listen to that song," said Vicki as she was listening to a few bars.
"Wow! That's one of my favorite songs by the Righteous Brothers. Do you want to dance one last time before we leave?" Jack asked, taking Vicki's hand.
Vicki nodded as she followed Jack back out on the dance floor.

"We've really never danced very much tonight," Jack said, indicating to the couples on the dance floor. "I guess that we could mingle with my friends one last time tonight," Vicki said as she glanced at her friends that were dancing. They just smiled at her & Jack as they started to dance.

"That's fine by me, sweetheart," Jack said as he pulled Vicki close.
Vicki allowed him to pull her close, and it felt completely natural to be held in his arms, to follow his movements. The very top of her red head fitted comfortably beneath his chin.

"I could dance like this all night," Jack murmured against Vicki's red hair. She was only conscious of only the way that he was holding her. Vicki savored his arms around her and surrendered to his lead.
"So can I, Jack," Vicki sighed loudly as she laid her head down on his shoulder.


**CUE: Whoever is ready!** 8)

[Valerie Strate]

Valerie walked with her arm around her dancing partner. She felt lighter than air as they headed to the bar. Val and Riddick sat down at a table next to each other, still holding hands under the table. She looked at the rings on her hand and smiled at the folks at her table, "A round on me people!"

With that the waiter came with another beer for Riddick and an Appletini for Val. The party was hopping.

Val smiled as she noticed Vicki and Jack dancing along with LB and Kristy on the floor. She sipped her appletini and squeezed her partner's hand tight. The night was beautiful and life was good.

[DixieDavenport]

In front of the club the Valet pulls out to park the Canary yellow Tracker. On the curb, three co-workers are dressed for a night out. A tall medium built but shapely brunette in black dress pants, white silk blouse, and heels, stands between her friends. The youngest of the trio says, “OK, ladies. Ground rules. Subjects that are off limits for tonight: Husbands…”

The tiny older of the three adds, “Boyfriends…”

Looking at her friends and wondering how she got talked into this, the brunette adds, “Work…”

Both the other girls look at her and say together, “And any ghosts from the past!!!!”

“Agreed”, they say together.

The younger, says to the others, “Dixie, her are the keys to the Tracker. Now we all agree to take a cab back to your place tonight, right??”

Dixie, replied as they move up in line, “Right, Mary, you both have a key incase we get separated. We’ll bring my car back tomorrow to pick up your ride so we can all let our hair down.”

Debbie the oldest says, “Well, that’s what this evening is about Dixie. We’ve worked together all this time and have yet seen you relax. Besides, how are we going to get you to met someone if you don’t get out.”

Entering the club doesn’t take long since the early rush to get end has calmed. They make their way to the bar. Mary and Debbie both order a fancy drink while Dixie orders a whiskey sour. Sipping their drinks as their eyes become accustomed to the lights, they decide to try to find a table. As they head for an open table, though it’s been years since being in Hazzard, Dixie could swear she heard a familiar voice between songs. Mary and Debbie are checking out the guys in the crowd. “Dixie, would you look at that gorgeous man over there.” Whispers Debbie nodding toward the dance floor.

Dixie is scanning the room for the familiar voice that she thinks that she heard. Her eyes are now searching faces as she hears a familiar laugh coming from a table close by. She gets her first look at her high school friend Daisy Duke. She turns white as a ghost. Dixie had not really dated anyone since leaving Hazzard as a teenager. Her friends had spent weeks arranging for the three of them to get off work together. Then they had to talk her into going out with them in hopes of getting her to finally leave her past behind her and move on. Now, not ten feet away was none other than Daisy Duke, the cousin of the love of her life, Luke Duke.

Debbie and Mary both noticed at the same time Dixie was not joining in the conversation. “Dixie….” Said Mary.

“Earth to Dixie.” Debbie said waving her hand in front of Dixie’s face.

Keeping her eyes still locked on Daisy, Dixie does realize she is being spoken too, “Ah,… guys I know this is probably off limits for discussion, but I think one of my ghosts just put on about a hundred pounds…” pausing, "I've got to go say 'Hello' to a high school friend." Dixie says as she quickly finishes her drink.



Any resemblances to anyone living or dead are coincidental. This post is a ladies night out away from other posts involving Dixie Davenport, Cooters’ younger sister. If you’d like to use her please ask. Thanks.

[DixieDavenport]

Dixie walks up to Daisy's table and taps her lightly on the shoulder, "Daisy?"
Daisy turns, it takes only a few seconds to recognize Cooter's younger sister, "DIXIE!!!" she exclaims. Standing to hug her friend she almost dumps the entire table over causing all eyes in the near area to turn to them. "What on Earth are you doing here?"
"I think I could ask you the same thing!" Replies Dixie.
"Well, there is about half of Hazzard County here tonight. Us girls decided to have a girls night out. From the looks of things I think some of the guys have gotten wind of it and followed us." States Daisy.
Dixie laughs, "That's what some of my friends and I had arranged too."
Daisy suggests, "Why don't you see if they want to come over and we'll have us a great night." Pausing, "I think there are some people you may remember, but there's a lot of new faces in Hazzard these days. Most are friends or our distant relatives who have wander back into good old Hazzard."
Dixie replies, "That sounds so good. I've missed Hazzard. I'll get Mary and Debbie and be right over."



Cue anyone who'd like to get to know Dixie and friends.

[LittleRedVicki]

**Due to some changes in my life with a new job, I'm going to add to this storyline while I can! Dixie, I may borrow your character for a line or two if ya like. If y'all like to borrow my character Vicki and her new friend Jack, go ahead. Take Care! :D **
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Still holding Jack lightly in her arms, Vicki kept glancing towards the front of the bar.

"You okay, Vicki?" asked Jack as he relunctantly let go of the redhead.
"Not really, Jack," Vicki said as she looked towards the front of the bar.

"Are you expecting someone? You keep looking towards the front of the bar like you saw someone you knew."

"Jack, I don't know. Maybe I'm tired or something. I've had a long day today. Why don't I go get my jacket, and you can walk me out to my car."

"Sure, Vicki," replied Jack. "I need to go soon anyway. My shift tomorrow morning starts at 6a.m."
Vicki giggled lightly. "That's one thing that we have in common already. We're workacholics."

Holding hands, Vicki and Jack walked to the back of the bar.
"Hello," said Vicki as she approached Daisy and Dixie.
"Vicki, are you having a good time?" Dixie asked as she smiled at the redhead.
Vicki smiled at Dixie, then lightly yawned as she was putting back on her black leather jacket. "Yeah, Dixie, I am having a good time."


CUE: Dixie or Whoever is ready to add! :wink:

[DixieDavenport]

Little Red Vicki congrats on the new job!! Thanks for the use of Vicki --- you all can use Dixie in this story to make conversation flow more easily. It has been years since Dixie has been in Hazzard and she may need introduced to some of the now regular Hazzardites and since I am fairly new here it helps me also. Dixie.


Dasiy looks from Vicki to Dixie, surprised that they know each other. “You know each other?” she questions.
Vicki gives her a look. Vicki had told Jack she worked in Hazzard but not what she did.
Dixie catches the look. She had also promised not to talk shop tonight. “Well, let’s just say we’ve met at our respective jobs WHICH . . . ”, looking at her other friends, “I have sworn off as conversation tonight. It was good seeing you again Vicki.”
Vicki gives her a thank you look, “You too, enjoy your night.” She says taking Jacks arm they head back into the crowd.
Daisy says, “You two met at work? …. I want to hear the rest of this..”
“Ok, but not tonight.” Dixie says. Knowing full well, that there is a lot she wants to talk to Daisy Duke about, but she also knows her friends will hold her to not talking about her ghosts from the past tonight. She will be content to maybe call Daisy tomorrow and have a long heart o heart talk.
“Fair enough.” Replies Daisy.

Just then the song “Good Old Rocky Top” begins to play. Daisy says, “This is one song we can all dance to with or without a partner. Come on you all!” Daisy, Dixie, Mary and Debbie all head to the floor and begin to really kick up their heels, which is getting a lot of male attention.


Several miles away Luke Duke is getting out of the shower after a long day of fighting forest fires as a Senior Smoke Jumper for the Forestry Service when there is a loud knock at his door. Still dripping wet he wraps himself in just a towel and checks the door. Seeing several of his fellow Smoke Jumpers, he opens the door, and heads to get dressed.
His partner, Bugs, says, “Luke, what are you doing tonight?”
“Well, after I get dressed I planned on relaxing a bit.” Replied Luke.
Randy smiled, “Good. We’ve got the perfect plan. Go with us.”
“Where?” asked Luke.
“To Atlanta! We’ve all got tomorrow off and want to check out that Club they have been talking about on the radio.” Exclaims Bugs.
Luke, who is a bit older than the rest of the crew, asks, “Now why would you guys want me tagging along? Besides I like country music, not that stuff you all listen too.”
The youngest of the bunch, Jody, speaks up, “No, you’ve got this place all wrong. They say they have everything from Oldies to Country, and Rap to Disco music. Kinda a something for everyone! Come on go with us. If for nothing else to keep us outa trouble.”
“Oh, Ok. So now I’m a babysitter?” questions Luke.
Randy jumps in, “No, it’s not like that. Let’s all just go let off some steam as a team.”
Hearing the word team, Luke knows he’s been baited, as he always wants them to work as a team. There is no way he can get out of this, “Oh, alright. Give me about 15 minutes to get ready.”



Back at the Club:
Anyone else want to kick up there heels to Rocky Top come on out!

[LittleRedVicki]

BALLADEER: "Y'all, everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. However, Vicki tells Jack about a career change. It looks like that Chickasaw County could be losing a deputy shortly in the future. Hmmm...."

About an hour later as everyone continued to dance, Vicki and Jack were at the bar talking like they had all night.

"So what is like working as a deputy in Chickasaw County?" Jack asked the redhead.
"Well, right now I'm only working part-time. I've been going to college at night taking some classes," Vicki replied, taking a sip of the iced tea that she ordered earlier.

"Wow. What are you taking at school?" asked Jack.
"A few months ago, I decided to make a few changes in my life. And that included going back to school. I'm taking some nursing courses," said Vicki, yawning slightly.

"Vicki! You didn't tell me that you went back to school!" Dixie said shocked as she sat down next to Vicki and Jack. "How long have you been going?"
"Dixie, like I was telling Jack, I've only been going for the last few months. Just a couple of nights a week. That is the reason why I've been patrolling only during the morning hours." Vicki told Dixie, taking a sip of her iced tea.

"No wonder that Chance couldn't get a hold of you until a few days ago! Just think, not only that Hazzard County has a doctor now, but also a nurse soon!" said Daisy excitedly as she sat down at a table next to them.
"Maybe, Daisy," said Vicki as she smiled at her friend as she watched Daisy & Dixie walked away from them. Taking Jack by the arm, she added in a low tone, "But I wouldn't count on it for a while."

"What is it, Vicki? Is there something wrong?" Jack asked, as he helped Vicki put her leather coat on.
Vicki squeezed Jack's hand. "Not really, Jack. Why don't we go get some coffee next door. I'm going to need some so I can stay awake driving home."
"Sure, sweetheart," said Jack as he gently put his arm around Vicki's shoulder.

"Bye, Y'all. It was fun. See Y'all soon," Vicki said, waving at her friends out on the dance floor as she and Jack head towards the front entrance of the dance club.


CUE: whoever is ready to add!! :wink:

[DixieDavenport]

"Daisy can you believe Vicki studing to be a nurse? I think it's great, but I know she has always loved her job as a Deputy." says Dixie.
"I think its great too. Hazzard could sure use a nurse." replies Daisy. Thinking about Dixie's last statement she questions, "Just HOW do you know she loves being a Deputy?"
As Debbie and Mary who had came up behind her heard Daisy's question that Dixie is about to answer, Debbie reminds, "See we leave you alone for a minute and you all start talking 'shop'. "
They all are laughing at this as a two men dressed in Western attire approach the four women. The obvious leader of the two looks at Dixie and Daisy and says, "Excuse me Ladies but my friend and I were wondering if you'd share a dance with us? I'd also like the honor of buying your friends here a drink."
Dixie, who has not been one to drink much of anything since leaving Hazzard, had drank just enough to start to loosen up a bit replies for them all, "We'd love to share this dance."
He smiles at her getting the bar tenders attention and ordering Debbie and Mary's drinks. "Shall we?" he leads her to the dance floor as his friend and Daisy follow.


Driving up to the Club in a Black 1999 4 door Clubcab, F-250 4 x 4 is Luke Duke and his fellow Smokejumpers. Handing the keys to the Valet as he steps from the truck, Luke is dressed in freshly shined Black Cowboys boots, well fitting Black jeans, a White dress shirt and string tie, with a Grey suede sports coat. His outfit is by far more stylish than the other five getting out in various Firefighting T-shirts, jeans, and boots but they are a handsome group none the less.

Country music can be heard on the sidewalk. Jody smiles at Luke, "See we told you it had something for everyone."
Luke says as they are passing through the line that is quickly moving, "Well, it may not be so bad after all."

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Any of you ladies who might want to try to catch Luke's friends attention
feel free to use them for this story. They are Bugs, Randy, Jody, Johnny, and Mike. I'm sure they will be eager to meet you all -- Dixie

[pendragon1980]

"Maybe some other time, Riddick." Chance grinned up at Brian, in no hurry to leave the arms of the man she was dancing with. "Mr. Coltrane here first owes me a drink." She also noticed when Brian scanned the rooming, his gaze stopping at the faces of the people from Hazzard. "Looks like you stumbled on the Hazzard Hen Night." She chuckled. "But what brings you to Atlanta, Brian? Business as usual?"

(Cue Brian! Can't wait for this answer.)

[Brian Coltrane]

"Um....." Brian was working on an alibi, but it was too late. Rusty had returned from the alley, and this Syndicate friend was threading his way through the crowd towards them.

The red-headed street thug walked up to Brian, heedless of the blonde woman in Brian's arms. Grinning, Rusty presented Diablo's keys back to Brian with a flourish. "It's all set!" Rusty beamed. "The trunk is packed. Oh, and I saved you some movies to keep for yourself, least I could do. Put 'em in the front seat for ya. There's "Carnal Chaos" and "Leather Forever" and....."

Brian abruptly grabbed Rusty's jacket with one hand and hauled him roughly forward. "Rusty," Brian gritted, "Shaddap!!"

Brian's dark eyes flicked sideways to Chance, and Rusty immediately understood. Smoothly, the Syndicate compatriot changed gears. "Oh! I see you're busy. I'd better get back to the Jigsaw anyway. Catch ya later, Bri."

Rusty backed up as Brian released him, then turned and melted through the crowd. He could not resist, however, pausing near the bar to turn back and eye Brian's lady friend from halfway across the room. He gave her the once-over, then nodded to Brian with a wide grin. Rusty then completed his exit, looking smug.

"@#%*,' Brian muttered to himself. Beside him, he felt Chance's close presence, and without looking at her, he knew she was giving him one of those I-know-everything smiles. Coincidence had a way of complicating his life, and tonight was no exception.

He turned to her, clearing his throat and attempting to put the scene behind them. "So! About that drink...."


( cue Chance!)

[pendragon1980]

“Sure. You look like you could use one.” Chance teased., having watched this encounter silently. Brian’s infamous background was not unknown to her. She grinned up at him as he led her away from the dance floor. Chance perched herself on one of the barstools and crossed her legs at the knees, causing the metal buckles on her motorcycle boots to clink together. “I didn’t know you were a movie buff, Brian.” With that, she winked, indicating that his secret of his cargo was safe with her. When the bartender strolled up, Chance ordered her favorite drink, since Brian was buying, of course.

“Brandy, please”

(Cue Brian!)

[Brian Coltrane]

"Make it two." Brian didn't say much as the drinks were delivered. He paid the bartender and swigged down his drink without preamble. He couldn't help but watch as Chance took a delicate sip from her own glass, her ruby-painted mouth leaving a slight imprint of lipstick around the rim.

This could have fascinated Brian for several minutes, had it not been for the sudden appearance of the City of Atlanta Police Deparment.

Four officers walked into the nightclub and began asking people questions. The bartender shook his head and shrugged, having been too busy to notice every face in attendance. But the buxom cocktail waitress Brian had been dancing with earlier was animated with converation. She remembered seeing a man who fit Rusty's description, and she remembered who he had been talking to.

She pointed to Brian, and he looked up just in time to see the Atlanta cops giving him an interested stare.

"Aw, hell." Brian reached down to the barstool for his jacket, and put it on casually, as if he was in no hurry. But his dark eyes held the look of a hunted animal.

The officers milled through the crowd, two of them covering the exits while the other two wove through the dance floor towards their prey. Brian saw this from the corner of his eyes. He knew that half the customers in the bar could identify him from Hazzard. The question was, if they would aid is escape...

"Doc," Brian muttered quietly, "I gotta get outta heah fast, or I'm gonna get sent up the river for Grand Theft Porno. Think you can create some kinda diversion?"


(Cue Chance.....)

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Chance took a long sip of her brandy, following Brian’s lead and not alerting the police to their sudden change in demeanor. Although her movements were casual, her mind was working rapidly. She had one idea, it was a risk. Not only to Brian’s freedom but to her own as well. Chance hope he would go along with it.

“Give me the keys to Diablo.” At his abrupt narrow-eyed glance, she explained quickly, her voice dropping down to a whisper. “Look, before you start arguing, the police are obviously looking for you, but if Diablo isn’t here, they won’t find anything on you. No car, no evidence, no arrest. Plus, they wouldn’t think to question a blonde woman quietly leaving the club when they are looking for a dark-haired man. I’ll drive Diablo back to Hazzard, you can pick him up later.” Chance turned slightly towards the bar, so the approaching cops couldn’t see her put her hand out for the keys. “Unless you have a better idea…” Her blue eyes held Brian’s in a steady gaze. She knew she was asking something that Brian Coltrane rarely gave anyone….a sign of trust.

(Cue Brian!)