The Final Adventure

"So, Doc? Have you got any ideas of how you're gonna get me home?" MJ asked as they looked at the time machine. MJ gazed hopelessly. The DeLorean couldn't be used as the micro-chips had been fried rather literally by a lightning bolt.

"No, but if we don't get you home soon, we could cause some form of paradox. Unless... it's conceivably possible that your future relatives realise the danger of this predicament. I presume you have access to a time vehicle in the future."

"Er, yeah, there's the DeLorean. I supposed the trains out of the..." MJ stopped mid-sentence as Doc shushed him.

"No, you can't tell me too much about the future. We could cause a major paradox prior to the one that you could have already created."

"Hey, it's not my faul..."

"No, no, no! I don't want to know anything about you. Now, how are we going to get you home?" Doc interrupted.

"I don't know, you're the doc, Doc. You said yourself that someone could come and help me, although I don't know who's gonna be any help, maybe my dad. If he's not busy." MJ sighed. "So, what am I gonna do until then?" He questioned, curiously.

"I'm afraid you're limited to your actions. You haven't interacted with anyone in this time besides me?" Doc asked, not wanting a repeat of Marty's misadventure in 1955.

"Well, I bumped into Bufford Tannen and I helped Cla... a woman who was in danger. Oh, and I kinda, sorta bumped into Seamus and Maggie McFly. But I absolutely promise you I did nothing which could effect my future. I've learnt my lesson." MJ swore.

"Well, I'm sorry to say future boy that you're stuck here until someone res..." Doc began and then the familiar sonic booms were heard in the distance. Both shot around thankful that this had happened in the middle of the night and not during the day when the whole town could have witnessed it. A DeLorean had emerged and a girl stepped out. She ran closer and closer to them and MJ realised exactly who she was. He opened his arms and hugged her.

"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." Emma asked smiling at the sight of her boyfriend; she had not seen him for over a year.

"Emma, you're acting like you haven't seen me in months."

"I haven't..." She began then shook her head symbolising that he should not worry about it.

"What's wrong? Are you OK? Are you feeling alright?" MJ questioned pushing her hair back behind her ears.

"Oh, yeah. Everything's great." She smiled and looked back at her future self who was heading over.

"Yeah, Emma, I've got to be going and the less time spent in the past the better." The older Emma explained.

"Who's this?" MJ asked Karl as Emma turned to face her other self."

"It's a long story." Karl explained.

"We really need to get going." The older Emma ushered and beckoned for MJ and Karl to follow. "I'll see you later grand..." the older Emma started, "Doc." She added, trying to make a smooth recovery. They all headed for the DeLorean just as another three sonic booms were heard. Everyone looked confused and frustrated except for the older Emma who obviously knew this was going to happen.

"You need to get out of here. It might affect the future." MJ whispered to Doc who was in complete agreement. He sat on his horse and headed off into the distance. Unsurprisingly, the three sonic booms had emerged from the appearing train. The three teenagers sighed not wanting yet another fight with Biff. The older Emma just looked bored and sat on the hood of the DeLorean. "What is it now Biff?" MJ questioned. A figure appeared from the train although it wasn't Biff as they had suspected; it was Forrestal.

"Oh, I'm so sorry to disappoint you but I've had to dispose of Biff to find a more... smarter associate." Forrestal smiled and revealed Belloq.

"Oh great. Can't you just stick with stealing the artefacts?" Emma groaned obviously extremely annoyed by Belloq.

"It's nice to see you too and you Karl." Belloq joked as MJ looked confused. "Unfortunately, your time is up."

"I doubt that very much. You see we've got a time machine and therefore how can our time run out." Emma argued and Karl turned to MJ expecting a certain thing to happen,

"Here's where they threaten us with a gun or something if she doesn't do what they say." Karl explained.

"You really need to stop watching the Dramatastic Films channel and start watching a little more sport." MJ chuckled and Karl responded by hitting his arm. Sure enough Karl had been right.

"We need you help, so you can either come with us willingly or by force." Emma folded her arms and shook her head. "Have it you way." Belloq brandished a gun and aimed it at MJ and Karl.

"I told you." Karl murmured , smugly.

"Shut up!" Forrestal shouted. "So what's it gonna be, Emma?" He asked. She looked back and forth from one person to another. When her eyes met her older self she noticed something.

"That's right. I've got a gun and yes I'm pointing it at my past self." Sure enough the older Emma was aiming a gun directly for the younger self. "You see, if I shoot myself I die before I can shoot myself creating a paradox. Now, if I create a paradox everyone dies. So you can drop the guns now or we can all die." The older Emma threatened and stared at Forrestal and Belloq. They both looked at each other and shrugged. Belloq threw his gun towards older Emma who picked it up and aimed it at them. "And the others." She shouted as both Belloq and Forrestal threw another couple of guns each. MJ, Karl and Emma all picked up a gun and aimed it at the two goons. "Get out of the train and walk slowly over here." They obliged and as soon as they were face to face with Emma she hit them both over the heads knocking them out. "We need to get these two back to their own times and also find out what they've done with Biff."

"What, why?" Karl asked, confused.

"Because, Biff needs to be in his right time to do whatever he does so that when we all go back to the future, it's still normal." She explained rather patronisingly. They all sighed and eventually nodded in agreement.

"November 5th, 1955?" MJ questioned. They had discovered the location of Biff from a reluctant Belloq and had also left the two cretins in their own times. "But there's already a Biff there. Surely, that could cause a paradox."

"Biff's met himself before, I think both of them are too stupid to figure anything out." The older Emma explained. "Taking you to 1955 is the problem."

"Why, what have I done, what am I doing, what am I going to do?" He asked, frustrated by the complication of time travel.

"Oh, it's not you, MJ, it's your father. Remember, he travelled back to 1955. Twice, I think." She explained only confusing MJ further. "I tell you what, we'll go and if anyone asks, you're Marty McFly. Now any other questions, queries, complaints? No? Good. Let's just go. I've got a life to get back to."

"I was meaning to ask you about that life. Am I rich, famous?" The younger Emma asked in anticipation.

"You're a married psychologist with three kids. That's all I'm telling you. Besides, no-body says your future is the same as mine. You know the future isn't written, it's whatever you make it. Always remember that." She smiled. "Come on let's go back to the future."

"You know you're very open about the future and stuff. Is time travel not as dangerous as we thought?" Karl asked, curiously.

"Well, what's the worst that could happen?" The older Emma asked. "Does everyone have money to buy 50's clothes?" She questioned, changing the subject.

"Check... Doc." MJ said, affectionately.

"So, this is 1955?" Karl questioned, unenthusiastically. "It's different."

"Yeah, we all know it's nothing special. Now there's a guy's clothing store up there and the woman's is down this street. We'll back here in say, half an hour. Make sure you buy something inconspicuous." Half an hour passed and the two Emma's waited in their new 50's dresses they had bought. MJ and Karl headed back down the street. "Oh my god. Maybe inconspicuous isn't in their vocabulary." Older Emma exclaimed.

"Maybe they're just idiots." Younger Emma said quite frankly. They had both bought the same outfit which happened to be a black leather jacket with a matching Fedora hat along with sun glasses. "Who are you supposed to be, the blues brothers?" Younger Emma asked, embarrassed causing Older Emma to laugh.

"I chose the outfit first. He copied me." MJ explained.

"OK, first phase of the plan complete. Second phase find either Biff. You can go to the most obvious place, Lou's Café." She explained to MJ and Emma. "We'll stay around here, in case Marty shows up." MJ and Emma headed off hand in hand towards what would be the Café 80's. Karl and the older Emma remained in the square but sat on a conveniently placed bench.

"Well, here we are. The Café... Lou's Café." MJ announced.

"Hey, aren't things a hell of a lot cheaper in 1955?" Emma asked, hopefully as they entered. There was one or two customers and the cashier whom they assumed was Lou cleaned the surface of the spotless counter. It was very 50's.

"Well, aren't you two the odd couple." Lou declared. "What can I get you?" He asked as MJ and Emma sat at the counter.

"Erm, gimme a chocolate milk and..." MJ began.

"An super mega chocolate sundae." Emma jumped, excited by the prices of food and drink. MJ glanced at her, disapprovingly. "What? It's $2 and it's like a pint of ice-cream." She argued and MJ shrugged. They heard the door open behind them and a new customer entered.

"You got a bathroom in this place?" MJ asked Lou who was once again busy cleaning.

"Yeah, it's in the back." He gestured and MJ disappeared off to find it just as a new customer came in.

"Hey, kid what did you do jump ship?" Lou asked the customer.

"What?" The kid replied, confused.

"Well, what's with the life preserver?" He asked. Emma happened to swing around on her chair. She spotted who had walked in.

"I just wanna use the phone." He murmured.

"Yeah, it's er in the back." Lou replied back. The kid headed off to find the phone and Lou looked at Emma. "Didn't that kid look like the kid that was sat with you?" He enquired, befuddled as MJ came back.

"We need to leave." She announced and gestured towards Marty.

"We'll just go and sit around the corner it'll be fine." He smiled, convincingly as they sat down at a booth. Marty headed back.

"Do you know where 1640 Riverside drive is?" He asked.

"Are you gonna order something kid?" Lou interrupted.

"Uh, yeah, um gimme a tab."

"A tab? I can't give you a tab unless you order something."

"Alright, gimme a Pepsi Free."

"You want a Pepsi pal you're gonna have to pay for it." Lou yelled causing MJ and Emma who had eavesdropping to laugh. Both Lou and Marty turned to the booth and saw the back of MJ's head and Emma who had decided to wave.

"Look, just gimme something without any sugar in it, OK?" Marty asked, frustrated.

"Something without any sugar..." Lou repeated and turned around as Marty sat down. He put his hands on his head in a similar fashion to the boy sat next to him. Lou handed Marty a coffee and headed over to serve MJ and Emma there milkshake and ice-cream.

"See, we're fine..." MJ began as the door swing open.

"Hey McFly... What do you think your doin'? Hey, I'm talkin to you you Irish bug!" Biff had entered and yelled in the direction of the boy sat next to Marty. He turned around and MJ looked shocked.

"That's my grandpa George." He whispered to Emma.

"Hey Biff, hey guys, how's it going?" George questioned, trying to sound cool in front of his audience which consisted of Marty, Emma and MJ.

"You got my homework finished, McFly?" Biff questioned.

"Well, actually I figured since it wasn't due in 'til Monday..." George started. Biff grabbed his collar and knocked on George's head,

"Hello, Hello, anybody home, huh? Think McFly, think... I gotta have time to recopy. Do you realize what would happen if I hand in my homework in your handwriting? I'll get kicked out of school. Now you wouldn't want that to happen would ya?" Biff waited for an answer. "Would ya?"

"Well, no of course not, Biff, I wouldn't want that to happen." Biff nodded his head along with George and then saw Marty staring gormlessly.

"What are you lookin' at butthead?" Biff yelled and MJ and Emma turned around not wanting to be noticed by Biff.

"Hey take a look at this guy's life preserver. Dork, thinks he's gonna drown." Skinhead joked grabbing Marty and then mimicking a punch. George smiled, happy that he wasn't the only victim to the bullies,

"Yeah." He agreed.

"So, how about my homework, McFly?" Biff questioned.

"Ah, OK, Biff I will finish that on up tonight and I'll bring it over first thing in the morning."

"Not too early I sleep in Sundays." Biff explained and looked down. "Hey, McFly you're shoes untied." George looked down and Biff hit him. "Don't be so gullible, McFly. I don't want to see you in here again." The gang headed out and George murmured an enthusiastic 'goodbye'.

"Well, our job's done here. Maybe we should head out and tell Karl and the other you that they didn't do their job very well." MJ shrugged and signalled to Marty who was now in converse with his would be father.

"Well, that was clearly the 'normal' Biff. So, maybe we should go to his house." Emma suggested.

"MJ, come in, MJ." A static blurred voice asked over the walkie-talkies they had purchased.

"Check, Karl. We're at the address. It's the only Tannen in the book but it doesn't look like his house, it looks like some old lady lives here." MJ commented as Biff walked down the street and up the drive. "How do we know which Biff it is?" MJ asked Emma who was ducked behind a car.

"BIFF!" Emma shouted and stood up. Biff turned around and saw Emma.

"Who are you?" Biff asked, heading over.

"Bad idea, bad idea." Emma replied, frantically hiding behind MJ.

"We're realtor's looking for properties in this area. Biff means super were she comes from." MJ attempted to explain.

"Ja, meine English ist nicht gut." Emma responded in a german accent. Thank god, she'd studied it for a year. Biff looked at her in disbelief. "Oui, mon anglais n'est pas bon." She explained, this time in French. Biff just stared rather sinisterly. "OK, what language would you believe?" She asked, this time in English.

"You lied to me, butthead." Biff exclaimed now face-to-face with MJ.

"Lied? Me? No never." MJ started, not wanting to get into a fight. "Look, I'm sorry OK?" MJ apologised just as static began on the walkie-talkie.

"Have you found that idiots house yet?" Karl asked and Emma threw the walkie-talkie over the pavement.

"Just ignore him. He's... special." Emma explained.

"Look, I run into you two again you're gonna be in big trouble." Biff threatened and stormed away.

"Lets try to avoid that." MJ concluded. He picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke into it. "Check, Karl. It is Biff's house. But he's not here." MJ explained.

"He's got to show up sooner or later." Karl began. "We're coming over there." MJ placed the walkie-talkie in his pocket and explained to Emma what was happening. They now sat on the pavement and slumped onto each other just as the other Biff turned the corner onto the street. "No rest for the wicked, eh?" MJ joked as they both got up. "BIFF!" He shouted and Biff immediately recognised him. He stormed over in a similar fashion to his counter-part.

"How did you find me butthead?" Biff yelled grabbing MJ's collar.

"Look, believe it or not, we're here to rescue you." Emma exclaimed, stepping in front of MJ. "Just come with us. We aren't looking for trouble." She continued.

"You're gonna get me outta here?" Biff questioned, showing some signs of hope.

"Yeah, we're gonna take you to your own time." MJ explained. Biff let go of MJ and nodded.

"OK. Just take me." He yelled, threateningly. MJ pulled out the walkie-talkie.

"Karl, we'll meet you at the train." He confirmed.

"We've got a problem. The train has gone, it's disappeared." Karl replied back.

"Then we'll meet you at the DeLorean." MJ added.

"Great, see you then." Karl, exclaimed enthusiastically.

They all boarded the DeLorean and it speeded up. The speedometer hit 88mph and they blasted there way through different time periods. They dropped Biff off and he actually muttered a 'Thanks'. After, speeding up to 88mph again, they were finally back in their own time where they belonged. "Wait, what about that problem with Sallah?" Karl asked Emma confused.

"Don't worry. I..." She began and then pointed at her counter-part. "...we sorted it out years ago. Now, I want you all to take care of yourselves and I'll see you in the future." She murmured as the time vehicle took off.

"What a nice person." Emma joked. "I've got to go and see my family. I've got to make sure everything's alright." She was clearly worried about them and kissed MJ on the cheek and hugged Karl. "See you later and say 'hi' to Marlene for me." She ran off towards her home. The car was parked nicely just outside the garage. She swung the door open and yelled, "I'm home!" No-one replied. She entered the living room where her mum was watching TV.

"Oh, hi sweetie. Your dad was getting worried. I told him you would be back." Fanny began as Emma rushed over and hugged her.

"Where's dad and Nicole?" Emma enquired and then heard noises from the garage. "Never mind." She hurried out and into the garage. "I'm back dad." She announced.

"Thank god, you know you're supposed to leave a note before going anywhere." He smiled, slyly. He knew exactly where she had been and who with. "But it's great to see you, Emma." He said rather cheerfully and hugged her.

"When did you get back?" Nicole asked as she entered the room.

"Just this minute." Emma smiled and hugged Nicole too.

"What's come over you?" Nicole asked, quite surprised that her sister was showing as much affection as she was.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing. In fact everything's fine."

Meanwhile, at the McFly household MJ and Karl entered and a worried Jennifer headed over to the door.

"Where have you two been?" She asked, firmly.

"Leave them, Jen. I know where they've been." Marty smiled as he entered the room. MJ looked around and saw Marlene sat on the sofa with the phone glasses on. Karl had noticed too and headed over to her. He asked who she was speaking to and she murmured 'Beth'. Karl jumped and yelled,

"Yes!" All the family looked at him and he sat down.

"So, ma, how've ya been except for unnecessarily nervous?" MJ asked Jennifer. Marty put his arm around Jen and replied for her.

"We've been, great. Just great."

Indy was sat reading a newspaper. There was nothing of his particular interest as he flicked through the pages. He sighed in boredom. He had done nothing exciting since he time travelled with his former boss back in 1930. It was now two years later and nothing special had happened. Slam! His thought process was disturbed by a back-ground noise. Doc Brown and Marty McFly entered. He recognised them both from his last adventure.

"Indy, you've got to come back with us." Doc announced, dressed rather strangely which was nothing unusual.

"What, where?" Indy responded.

"Back to the future." Marty added. The odd pair headed out beckoning for Indy to follow. He needed to do something and this must be the answer he thought.

"Why are we going to the future? Does something happen to me?" Indy asked.

"It's not you, Dr. Jones, it's you grandkids, something's has to be done about your grandkids." Doc Brown explained, frantically. It was pitch black outside and Doc searched around for the DeLorean. They all entered.

"Don't you need to back up? There isn't enough road to get to the required speed." Indy enquired, he remembered the vehicle had to be travelling at precisely the right speed to travel through time.

"Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads." Doc replied, ominously. The DeLorean took off and soon sped up to 88mph. It disappeared in a flash.

"Oh lord!" A man shouted as he emerged from the bushes. "A flying and disappearing auto mobile?" He questioned.

So, that's it for now guys. But watch this space Part II will be along faster than you can say 'Back to the Future'. Hope you enjoyed this and I would like to thank my friends for reading.

See you in the future.