"Doc, Doc, come in!" Marty nearly yells. Come on, work you stupid thing!

"Marty, Clementine, what happened to you?" Yes! "I went to Biff's house and you weren't there."

"You must have just missed us. We`re in the back of Biff's car. He's on his way to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance, over." Marty informs.

"Marty, Clem, listen, we're going to have to abort this entire plan, it's getting much too dangerous!"

"Don't worry, the book is on Biff's dashboard." I whisper into walkie as Biff makes a sharp, left turn. "We`ll grab it as soon as we get to the school."

"Marty! You must be extremely careful not to run into your other self." Doc says on the other line.

"My other self?" "His other self?" We say in unison.

"Yes! Remember, your mother is at that exact same dance with you."

Wait… "What about me?"

"As long as you stayed in the school, you`re safe."

"Yeah, yeah, I totally did." I laugh nervously.

"This could get heavy Doc." Marty sighs.

We can hear Doc on the other side muttering "Heavy, heavy." Then, turning back to us "Whatever happens, you must not let your other self-see you. The consequences could be disastrous!"

"Excuse me, sir. Yes, you with the hat." … What is going on?! That`s Doc! Wait, oh yeah, it has to be the one form the 50s. Well, are we there yet?

Finally! Biff gets out of his car, and Marty and I watch him walk off. Okay, almost got it-. Oh come on!

Biff suddenly remembers it, and comes back for it; we hide away just in time. Biff re-enters the building, and we both follow him in. We watch Biff enter the hall where the dance is being held, but Marty grabs my arm before we could go in.

"Doc, Doc, come in!" Marty talks on the walkie.

Wait, is that-? I yank Marty`s binoculars out of his hands, and I see dad dancing by himself. So this was what he was doing while waiting to go and meet up with Lorraine and "Calvin". Marty grabs my hand, and we enter the hall and travel through the dancers. I spot Biff and his "gang" - drinking liquor and reading one of those…. "bad magazines". I glance around Biff to find the Almanac in his pocket! I

I pull on Marty and point to them. Marty uses the binoculars to see Skinhead nudging Biff. Marty sees that Skinhead saw Mr. Strickland watching them. Biff and his gang walk off as Strickland walks to them. Marty pulls down his hat, then takes my hand and we follow them. Outside, we spot Biff and his gang standing on some stairs. Biff is reading something, while 3-D is holding a bottle of liquor.

"Where's that punk Calvin Klein?" Biff sneers.

"How am I supposed to know? I ain't his secretary." I hear one of them say.

"Well go find him. He cost me three hundred bucks damage to my car, and I owe him a knuckle sandwich. Get going!"

"Here you go Biff!" The kid with the 3-D glassed hands him a bottle. "You coming?"

"I'm reading."

The gang walks past us, but don't bat an eye! Marty yanks on my arms, and points to a familiar car approach. It's 1955 Doc's Packard - with Past Marty and Lorrain Marty and I turn to Biff, the stupid almanac is still in his pocket. Okay, we`re getting closer-, Marty, what are you-?

He pulls me down, and we fall behind Biff, but Marty catches me at the last second! When we`re out of here, I am going to literally strangle him.

Biff hears the sound, but thinks nothing of it and goes back to the book. Marty almost has the almanac when Mr. Strickland walks up, and he ducks back down. "Well, well, well, Mr. Tannen. How nice to see you here."

"Why Mr. Strickland, it's nice to see you sir." Biff responds, hiding the book.

I can see something in Strickland`s eye "Is that liquor I smell, Tannen?"

"Uh, I wouldn't know, I don't know what liquor smells like 'coz I'm too young to drink it."

"I see. And what have we here?" Mr. Strickland takes the almanac out of Biff`s pocket "Sports statistics, interesting subject. Homework, Tannen?"

"No, it ain't homework, 'coz, uh, I'm ain't at home." Biff chuckles at first, then is pushed by Strickland.

"You've got a real attitude problem, Tannen. Watch it! Or one day, I'll have you right where I want you, in detention. Slacker!" He walks off, Marty and I follow him. Strickland walks past the Packard, we freeze.

"Jeez, you smoke too?" we hear Marty from the car speak.

"Marty, you're beginning to sound just like my mother!" Lorrain gasps.

Marty and I creep past the car unseen as we hear Lorraine and the other Marty speak.

"When I have kids, I'm going to let them do anything they want. Anything at all." Lorrain explains.

Marty from the car mumbles. "I'd like to have that in writing."

"Yeah, me too." I smack the Marty outside of the car on the arm, and shush him. He rolls his eyes, and quietly runs to catch up with Strickland. I follow.

We go into the school, and the sign says "S S Strickland, Discipline." Marty and I pear in and see Strickland pouring himself a drink. He puts the almanac on his desk; that`s when Marty and I quietly open the door and creep inside, surprisingly unheard. The door slowly closes when we get to the desk.

However the door closes and Strickland gets up. He goes to the door, wondering what happened, then opens and closes it again before sitting down. As he walks past his desk, I`m holding my breath along with Marty. Strickland hears something outside and moves his chair to the window to take a closer look. I crawly out of our hiding spot, and try to grab the almanac. Come on, almost got it-!

But, of course, just as I can feel it, does Strickland moves back again, hurting my hand! Before I can even gasp from the pain, Marty covers my mouth to stop me from making any possible sound to give us away. Strickland leans forward and Marty "rescues" my hand, checking the palm and back to see the damage. He cringes at the bruising, but we hear something that takes away the attention. Strickland gets up and takes the almanac. But, we hear him leaving, and throwing the almanac in the bin! I can almost scream with a "Yes!" but, once we`re sure Strickland has gone, Marty and I crawl out, and get the almanac.
"Yes!" We both nearly shout. Marty flicks through, but- no. No, no, no! It's not the almanac, it's one of Biff's damn girl magazines!

"No! Ooh La La?" Marty panics, and keeps flicking through the pages "Ooh La La? Ooh La La?!" He gets out the walkie-talkie. "Doc, Doc!" No response.

"Doc, dammit, come in." I speak.

"Marty, Clementine, what's up?" He finally responds.

Marty panics again "Doc, Doc, we`re in trouble, we blew it!"

"Where's the book?"

"I dunno, Biff must still have it with him, all I have is the cover."

"But where's Biff?" Wait, where is-?

"Alright, McFly, you're asking for it, and now you're gonna get it." I whip my head at the voice, and see him outside of the car! Of course!

"I dunno!" Marty shouts. I pull on his arm to look out the window, but he turns away and keeps talking to Doc.

"Well, do you have any idea where he is?" Doc asks.

"No, he could be anywhere by now!"

"Marty," I hiss, and try to turn him around.

"Clementine, for once in your life please, shut up!" He full on shouts at me.

"Marty, the entire future depends on you finding Biff and getting that book back!" Doc brings his attention back.

I turn back to look outside, and see Biff getting out of the car. George tries to punch him, but Biff grabs his arm and twists it, causing George to let out cries of pain!

"I know! I just don't know where-!" I clap right next to his ear.

"Good gosh, Clem, what do you want?!" I take his ear like a snotty mother, and point to the window where the fight is going on.

Lorrain cries "Stop it, stop it Biff! You're gonna break his arm! Stop it!"

"Of course!" He pulls away from the window and gets the walkie talkie out "We gotta go, I got one chance, our old man's about to deck Biff!"

We just miss George socking Biff in the face, but Biff falling onto the ground makes up for it.

"Yes!" Marty silently cheers, and I can`t help but have the biggest smile on my face.

"There's a fight over here, come on guys!" We both hear a few students gossip and run over to the commotion.

"Talk about deja vu." I whisper, still watching the past.

Dad lowers his trembling hand to help mom up "Are you OK?"

He helps her up, and they walk hand in hand to the gym. A crowd, including 1955 Marty and me. 1955 Marty checks his photograph and we run off. The present Marty and I go over to Biff once the past us leave.

Marty pushes a few people away gently to reach Biff. "Okay everybody, let's back up now, huh, let's backup, just everybody back up. Give him a little bit of room, OK, a little bit of air. It's OK. I know CPR," He looks to a kid right next to him "I know CPR."

"What's CPR?" The kid asks.

I look down back at Biff-. "You two!" He shouts.

Marty and I instantly look up at each other. Before he could even do anything, I don`t even flinch as I punch him with all my mite! I`ve been wanting to do that forever!

Feeling elated, I look back up. "Uh, that`s CPR." I cover up. I`m 99% sure all of them are terrified of me. "He`ll be fine." I give them a smile as Marty takes the almanac from Biff, then clutches my wrist and pulls me away.

"Hey, did you just take his wallet? He just took that guy's wallet!" The guy yelled.

"Doc, success, we got it!" I cheer into the walkie.

"Thank goodness. Great you two, as soon as I reload the fusion generator, I'll meet you on the roof of the high school gym."

"On the roof, 10-4." Marty mutters. The two of us turn the corner to meet up with Biff's gang!

"Hey, it's them!" "And he's in disguise!"

"Guys, what's that?" Marty points in the other direction, they turn and look, and we push past them, and run like hell is right behind us!

"Come on, let's get `em!

We enter the dance and see Marvin Berry still on the stage singing. 1955 Marty is also there, playing the guitar, 1955 me is near the stage, and George and Lorraine are there dancing. George waves to 1955 Marty up on the stage. 1955 Marty waves back.

George and Lorraine kiss. Biff's gang enter the dance and Marty pulls me underneath a table, his hat falls off and he grabs it just in time.

"Let's do another one!" Marvin cheers.

"Where'd they go? They just came in here!" We hear one of Biff`s cronies

"Look. How'd he get up on stage?" "I dunno, but when he gets down we're gonna nail him." "How the hell'd he change his clothes so fast?"

We hear Biff's gang going up to the side of the stage as 1955 Marty starts to play. They're there waiting for him to finish the song before they nail him. Only the present Marty and I see them. He gets out his walkie-talkie "Doc! Doc, come in!"

"Marty, come in!" Doc finally answers.

"Listen Doc, Biff's guys chased me into the gym and they're gonna jump me and Clem!"

"Then get out of there!"

"No Doc, not us, the other us, the one's that's up on stage playing Johnny B Goode, and on the floor!" I nearly shout into the walkie.

"Great Scott! Your other selves will miss the lightning bolt at the clock tower, you won't get back to the future and we'll have a major paradox!"

"Wait, wait, a paradox? You mean one of those things that could destroy the universe?" Marty freaks out.

"Precisely! Marty, Clem, you have to stop those guys at all costs but without being seen by your other selves, or your parents!"

"10-4." Marty and I repeat.

We sneak as 1955 Marty sing "Johnny B. Goode.", and I can barely hear the one right next to me humming along with him. I tap his shoulder when I see Biff`s gang.
They are on the side platform, with weapons, waiting for 1955 Marty to finish so they can beat him up. Marty spots sandbags above Biff's gang, then points to them.

"Wait here." He whispers, and stars climbing the rigging above the stage and slowly crawls across it. I hold my breath as Marty slowly crawls. I see Marvin running to the phone, and I throw myself behind the curtain to hide.

I look up and see Marty mumbling something as he attempts to unknot the sandbags. At last, the sandbags fall on Biff's gang, and they fall unconscious! When Past Marty goes a bit overboard, and by the time he's finished playing some rock music, the dance is silent, looking at him. The present Marty climbs down, and we walk out.

"Hey Doc, success, everything's cool." He tells Doc.

"Great, I'll be landing on the school roof in about 1 minute."

"We`ll be there." I respond as Marty and I exit through the door. I remember when we were leaving the first time, that Lorraine and George stopped us; it does, and the both of us watch through the door.

"Hey buttheads!" Marty and I jump and whip our heads to see Biff! "You think those stupid disguises will get by me? Let's have it out. You and me Calvin, right now."

"No thanks." I mumble, and drag Marty away before he can do anything stupid.

"Hey, this ain`t have nothing to do with you, little girl!"

I roll my eyes, and hold my brother`s arm tighter and keep walking.

"Or is he just chicken?" He mocks.

That`s when Marty stops in his tracks, and there`s nothing I can do when he does this shi-.

Marty pulls away from my grasp, and turns around to face Biff "Nobody calls me chick-."

1955 Marty exits the gym, slamming the door on his future self's head and causing present Marty to fall over. Neither Marty sees the other, and Biff luckily doesn't see that there's two of them. Biff turns back to Marty, and sees the almanac.

"What the hell?" He picks up the book! "You steal my stuff?!" He kicks him in the stomach! "And this ones for my car!" He kicks Marty again.

"Get off of him!" I practically screech, and jump on his back using my elbow to hit him in the back. Holy crap, what am I doing?!

"What the hell?!" Biff yells, and grabs my arms, throwing me off of him. Thankfully, he walks off to his car instead of doing anything else. Marty helps me get up, and we try to follow Biff, but he ends up driving off.

Marty and I dash up the stairs to where we find Doc. I`m panting when we finally make it "Doc, we blew it. Biff nailed us, he took the book and he drove away with it in his car. It's out fault Doc, we should have gotten out of there sooner."

"No time for that now, which way did he go?"

Marty, pointing, says "East, towards the River Road Tunnel."

"Get in!"

We fly above Biff's car, unseen. Marty gets out the binoculars. "There he is, Doc. Let's land on him and cripple his car."

"Marty, he's in a '46 Ford. We're in a DeLorean. He'd rip through us like we were tin foil." Doc comments.

"So, what do we do?"

"I have a plan."

Biff drives along, not noticing the flying DeLorean almost right behind him. I can tell that he has the radio on.

"I`ll pull in close, and then you`ll be able to hook yourself onto his car." Doc explains to Marty.

"Alright, get ready." I tell my brother.

"Wait, wait, wait, you`re not coming." He put his hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"Who says?"

"Me!"

"We can gang up on him, that`ll be easier."

"She`s right, Marty. Clementine, just cling to the car like a lifeline." Doc cuts in.

I nod. Marty rolls his eyes, and opens the door to the DeLorean and puts his left foot on the hoverboard, through the strap. He hovers for a few quick seconds, while grasping my hand, then we cling to Biff`s car.

As the radio keeps going on and on, Biff adjusts the tuning a bit. Marty looks at Doc and gives him a thumbs-up. Doc gives one back and then the DeLorean flies off.

Marty hovers and gently moves around the car to grab the almanac, as opposed to me tightening my grip and moving around the car at a mile an hour.

Marty and I see the Sports Almanac in the back of the car! Just as Marty and I reach for it, Biff takes it away to check the results.

"Shit." We mutter in unison.

"Son of a bitch!" Biff shouts, and the radio announcer keeps talking.

Biff puts the almanac on the seat next to him. Now`s our chance! With Marty being closer, he quietly opens the car door.

Today is just not our day, isn't it? Biff turns around and sees us! Marty tries to grab the almanac, but Biff turns to face the front again, before suddenly realizing who it is and turning around again. He grabs the book, as does Marty, and they are having a tug of war over it. I take a huge chance, and pull on of my hands off the car and try to help Marty.

"Don't even... give me that book! Let it go!" He kicks Marty, and the almanac flies in the air, landing on Biff's windscreen! Marty is still holding onto the car, thank lord, and Biff spots some barriers ahead. "Let go of the car!"

He drives around in circles, but both Marty, me, and the almanac stay attached to it. Biff drives forward, passing a sign "Tunnel Ahead". Biff drives towards the tunnel edge, hoping to force us off. Marty and I get to the back of the car, and the side of the car is dented by the tunnel. Marty grabs my arm, and pushes me down.

"That`ll teach `em." Biff tries to grab the almanac, but as he does so he looks in the mirror and spots us! Marty and I make our way towards Biff, but he elbows and punches Marty, and then spots a truck approaching in the other direction; Biff drives past. Marty takes ahold of my waist, and uses the hoverboard to escape, grabbing the almanac!

Letting go of Biff's car, he stops in the middle of the tunnel. Biff gets to the edge of the tunnel and turns around. We look at the other end, we can make it! Marty puts the almanac inside his jacket and sets off. Biff revs up his car, puts his foot on the pedal and sets off after Marty.

Biff is getting closer, He pushes the pedal down again and laughs evilly. We`re almost their, but we`re going so damn slow!

We`re finally at the end of the tunnel, when the flag pennant trails down and Marty grabs onto it, holding me tight. Doc, in the DeLorean, pulls us up to safety!

"Go Doc!" Marty and I shout.

"Hold on, kids!" Doc yells back to us.

We both look down to see Biff not watching where he`s going, being distracted by the flying car and all, and finally looks forward. "Shit!" And crashes into the manure truck!

Marty and I burst out laughing. "Yeah!"

"Manure! I hate manure!" Is the last thing we hear Biff scream like a little girl.

The DeLorean flies to the billboard, and Marty and I let go of the flag ribbon. We get off the hoverboard, and speak to Doc over the walkie-talkies. Lighting is starting to flash, I hope that won`t be important.

"Doc, is everything all right, over?" Marty asks.

"10-4 Marty, but it's very miserable flying weather. I'm going to have to turn and make a landing from this direction. I'll have to circle round and make a long approach from the south. Have you got the book?"

Marty takes the almanac from his pocket "In my hands Doc, I got it in my hands!"

"Burn it!"

"Check!" We both say into the walkie.

Marty kicks up the hoverboard and spots an old bucket. We put the almanac in the bucket and take out the matchbox MArty took from Biff's Pleasure Paradise; or

"Biff`s Hell on Earth". Marty lights a match and starts to burn the book. We then look at the matchbox, the words are starting to change! Eventually they change from

"Biff's Pleasure Paradise" to "Biff Auto Dealing". I then pull out the newspaper; the headline changes from "George McFly Murdered" to "George McFly Honored"!

In all the excitement, I take the walkie from Marty "Doc, Doc, the newspaper changed! Now my father's alive! That means everything's back to normal, right? That means Jennifer's OK and Einie's OK, right?"

"That's right Clementine! It's the ripple effect, the future is back. Now let's go home!"

Marty speaks "Right Doc, let's get our asses back to the future-." Lightning strikes, bringing down a tree! "Doc, Doc, are you OK?"

"That was a close one Marty, I almost bought the farm!"

I let out a sigh of relief "Be careful, you don't want to get struck by lightning-." But Doc does. The DeLorean is struck, causing it to spin around. And then: gone. Just… Gone!

"Doc? Doc?" Nothing. "Doc, come in Doc. Doc, do you read me? Do you read me Doc? Come in Doc!" The pennant, which had been attached to the DeLorean, lands on the floor!

"No!" he screams as it begins to rain. "Doc`s gone." His voice chokes up.

"Gone." I whisper. "Gone." It gets louder. "Gone!" I finally scream, and instantly cling to my brother. He holds me as close as he can, but that won`t do anything, Doc`s still dead.

"Mister and Miss McFly?"

We turn around to see a man directly behind us; was he there the entire time? 'Mysterious' cannot even begin to describe this man.

"Huh?" We both ask, obviously in shock.

"Are your names Marty and Clementine Mcfly?"

"Yeah?"

"I've got something for the two of you. A letter." He pulls an envelope out.

"A letter for us? That's impossible." Marty says, and hides the walkie-talkie away.

"Who the hell are you?" I ask, pulling away from Marty.

"Western Union. Actually a bunch of us guys at the office were kinda hoping maybe you could shed some light on the subject. You see, we've had that envelope in our possession for the past 70 years."

He keeps talking as Marty and I open the letter "It was given to use with the explicit instructions that it be delivered to a young man and woman to the name of Marty and Clementine, at this exact location, at this exact minute, November 12th 1955. We had a little bet as to whether this Marty and Clementine would actually be here. Looks like I lost." He laughs.

"Did you say 70 years?" Marty asks.

The man nods "Yeah, 70 years, 2 months and 12 days to be exact. Here, sign on line 6 please, here you are." He gives me a clipboard and I sign on line 6. We read the bottom of the letter - it says "'Doc' Emmett L Brown, September 1st 1885"!"

"It's from the Doc!" Marty shouts, and we both look over the letter.

I read it aloud. "Dear Marty and Clementine, if my calculations are correct you will receive this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First let me assure you that I am alive and well. I've been living happily these past eight months in the year 1885. The lightning bolt-" 1885?! "September 1885!"

The man continues "No wait kids, wait a minute, what's this all about?"

Marty turns around "He's alive! The Doc's alive! He's in the old west but he's alive!"

"Tell me kids, are you all right? Do you need any help?"

"There's only one man who can help us!" I shout back.

"Doc! Doc! Doc!" Marty and I simultaneously yell.

"What?" Doc turns around and sees us.

"Doc!"

"Argh! Ghosts!"

"OK, relax Doc, it's us, it's me, Marty and Clementine!"

"No it can't be you...I just sent you back to the future!"

"I know, you did send us back to the future, but we`re back, we`re back from the future!" I try to make any sense of what I just said.

Doc`s face turns white "Great Scott!" He falls!

Marty and I bend over his figure. "He`s out cold." Marty tells me, we begin to shake him.

"Come on Doc, come on."

"Doc, wake up, please!"

"There`s no time to rest!"

"If he doesn't wake up in a minute, I`m going to kick him."

Click, boom! We are done, woohoo! Okay, okay, I know some of you might be mad at me that I haven't updated "Try Me" in a while *cough* Three months, you git! *cough* But, I wil try my best to update as soon as I can. I`ll even make you a vow (Not a promise) that I`ll update "Try Me" before I update my "The Hobbit" fanfic.