Author's note: Hey it's me again! Duh! Who else would be writing this story! Anyway I just want to say that this whole experience has been wonderful. I have gotten great reviews and it really pushed me. It showed me that I can be known for more than my stories about me and my friends going into movies. This is the end of a great story. Yet it's also a beginning of two more stories in the trilogy. Hope you enjoy!
ABBY'S P.O.V.
"Do you have no concept of time?" Doc yelled as we ran to the car.
"Actually I was gonna wear a watch, but going to prom wearing a watch is not something you want to do" I joked.
"Plus we had to change; you think I'm going back in that zoot suit?" Marty asked.
"And what was wrong with the suit and tie?" I asked mock offended.
"Think Abby, were going back to 1985. People seeing the Marty Mcfly wearing a suit. I have a reputation you know" Marty explained like I was dumb.
"What reputation? As I recall you were the school mascot for a while. And what was the animal? A chicken wasn't it? You walked along the sidelines clucking!" I scoffed.
"Hey we have a very important mission here and it would help if you two wouldn't fight every second" Doc yelled.
"Were not fighting" Marty and I cried in unison.
"So how about your dad? What happened?" Doc asked more calmly.
"He laid out Biff in one punch. I never knew he had it in him. He never stood up to Biff in his life!" Marty yelled ecstatically.
"Never? Wait a minute how did Biff get into this?" Doc asked confused. Marty and I looked at each other.
"It's a long story" I said smiling sweetly hoping he wouldn't ask us to explain. I mean the guy never went to his own prom. How was he supposed to understand what happened. When he went to school the worst thing kids did was chew gum. That's when they still believed the opposite sex had cooties.
"Alright, let's set your destination time. This is the exact time you left. I'm gonna send you back at exactly the same time. It'd be like you never left. Now, I painted a white line on the street way over there, that's where you start from. I've calculated the distance and wind resistance fresh to active from the moment the lightning strikes, at
exactly 7 minutes and 22 seconds. When this alarm goes off you hit the gas" Doc said handing Marty the alarm clock.
"And why does Marty get the alarm clock?" I asked crossing my arms.
"For the same reason that the Doc from 1985 gave me the camera" Marty replied since Doc had no answer.
"Well, I guess that's everything" Doc said sadly swinging his arms.
"Thanks" Marty said hugging him.
"Thank you. In about thirty years?" Doc asked.
"In about thirty years" I agreed hugging him.
"Don't worry. As long as you hit that wire with the connecting hook at precisely 88 miles per hour, the instance the lightning strikes the tower, everything will
be fine" Doc reminded us. We were getting in the car when it happened.
"What's the meaning of this?" Doc asked pulling a paper out of his back pocket that I had sneaked in when I was hugging him.
"You'll find out in thirty years" I smiled weakly.
"It's about the future, isn't it?" Doc yelled running in a random direction.
"Wait a minute" Marty yelled racing after him, and I after them both.
"It's information about the future isn't it. I warned you about this kids. The consequences could be disastrous!" Doc yelled freaking out.
"Now that's a risk you'll have to take you're life depends on it!" I yelled over him.
"No, I refuse to accept the responsibility!" Doc yelled ripping the letter I wrote him.
"Then I guess we just have to tell you now!" Marty yelled as the cable behind him came lose from the building overhead.
"Oh, Great Scott. You get the cable; I'll throw the rope down to you!" Doc cried climbing up the clock tower.
"Right, I got it" I said awaiting the rope.
"Ahh" Doc yelled as he slipped. He was on the window sill outside beside the clock.
"Be careful Doc, I only have one father" I reminded him.
"Alright, take it up, go! Doc!" Marty yelled over the storm around us.
"Huh?" Doc asked not hearing over the thunder and lightning.
"I have to tell you about the future!" I screamed.
"Huh?" Doc repeated.
"I have to tell you about the future" I screamed again.
"Ahh" Doc yelled covering his ears.
"On the night we go back in time, you get…" I started, but was cut off by the clock tower ringing loudly.
"No, Doc" I screamed as I realized that he was never going to listen now.
"Look at the time; you've got less than 4 minutes, please hurry!" Doc yelled pointing to the clock on the clock tower. Marty and I ran to the delorain which was at the whole other end of the street.
"We got exactly the same amount of time as we get to change classes in school" I said as we climbed into the car huffing and puffing.
"Doc, why did you have to tear up that letter? If only we had more time. Wait a minute, we got all the time we could want we got a time machine! I'll just go back and warn him. 10 minutes oughta do it!" Marty yelled excitedly.
"Time-circuits on, flux-capacitor fluxing, engine running, alright" I said checking everything.
"No, no no no no, c'mon c'mon. C'mon c'mon, here we go, this time. Please, please, c'mon" I moaned as the time we wanted to go to refused to change.
"We got worse problems than that. The car won't go" Marty said.
"Are you kidding me!" I yelled hysterically.
"Okay just let me do it!" I said motioning for Marty to switch me places.
"No," Marty insisted as I tried to climb over him. In the process I hit the steering wheel causing the engine to start automatically.
"See" I said laughing as I sat back down.
IN 1985
The next thing I knew the car burst with light and there we were. Well we weren't exactly where we were supposed to be. We had ran into the movie theater. Marty made a U-turn and parked. Marty and me jumped out of the car and jumped around.
"This is amazing! Were back! I can't believe it!" I screamed hugging Marty.
"Wait a minute! We still get time!" Marty yelled. He must have looked at the alarm clock over my shoulder.
Marty and I hopped back into the car, but ran into the same problem. The car wouldn't start.
"No, no not again, c'mon, c'mon" Marty groaned.
"Hit the steering wheel" I urged. He did making it beep the Duke's of Hazard theme song. Marty looked at me confused.
"Hey I didn't make it do that. I can't help it if Doc knows me a little too well. But that was awesome wasn't it?" I laughed.
"Hey. Libyans!" Marty yelled pointing to the van that just passed us with a huge gun on the hood. A pretty dead giveaway if you ask me.
"Come on" I yelled jumping out of the car. Marty followed me.
"What in the world are you doing?" Marty yelled trying to catch up with me. But I was on a mission. I grabbed onto the back of the van and held on tight.
"Hitching a ride" I yelled back. Marty ran over to the side of the road and grabbed an abandoned skateboard.
"Your crazy" I screamed over the roar of the motor.
"I'm not the one hanging off the back of a van full of terrorists" Marty yelled back. Suddenly, the van door latch gave way sending me holding on the van door go swinging to the other side.
"Marty" I screamed freaking out. I was tired of doing stunts from action movies. I was tired of being a stunt girl.
"I got you" Marty yelled as he reached up and took me in his arms still managing to stay on his skateboard.
"Are you okay!" Marty asked freaking out.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. What we need to worry about is if they saw us or not. Oh, and Marty?" I asked.
"Yeah?"
"Could you put me down?" I asked nicely.
Marty put me down and I picked up another skateboard. We hurried to Hill Valley mall, but knew we were too late. We watched in horror as Doc was shot. His body flying into the air then coming to rest on the hard concrete. The terrorists went after the old us and we ran to Doc.
"Doc, Doc. Oh, no!" I screamed sitting down beside him and burying my head in his chest. Suddenly, I felt his chest going up and down. I lifted my head confused to see Doc sitting up and staring at us.
"You're alive! Bullet proof vest, how did you
know, we never got a chance to tell you. About all that talk about screwing up future events, the space time continuum!" Marty yelled opening his lab jacket to reveal a bullet proof vest.
"Well, I figured what the hell" Doc admitted pulling out the letter I had written him. He had taped all the pieces together.
A COUPLE MINUTES LATER
"About how far ahead are you going?" I asked helping Doc into the delorain. Doc bargained with some undercover cops to get some more plutonium. No more working with terrorists thank God. We don't want to go through that again.
Doc and I agreed that even though he just got back from being dead that he should go on into the future. Better him than me. I think I've had enough time traveling to last a lifetime. Though someday when I turn about eighty maybe I'll get out the old delorain and take a trip through time. But until then I plan on staying as close as I can get to 1985.
"About 30 years, it's a nice round number" Doc replied.
"Look us up when you get there, guess we'll be about…" Marty started.
"47" I answered. Marty looked at me like he wanted the one to say it.
"You were never good at math" I admitted.
"I will" Doc replied.
Take care of Abby for me, Marty" Doc said. I laughed.
"I don't need anyone to take care of me Doc" I objected.
"Sometimes even Abby's need someone to take care of them" Doc reminded me.
"I think you forgot someone" I said buckling Eni in the passenger's seat.
"But Abby…" Doc protested.
"Hey, I have Marty. I won't get lonely. And I need some time on my own anyway" I explained.
"Oh, watch that re-entry, it's a little bumpy" Marty added.
"You bet" Doc smiled as he headed off.
"Well I guess that's it" I said smiling.
"Yep" Marty said putting his arm around my shoulder.
"Promise me something Marty" I said softly.
"I have to hear it first" Marty reminded me.
"Promise me that you will never forget this experience as long as you live" I said.
"I promise" Marty replied. "And you don't know maybe we'll have another adventure. Only this one will be more planned" Marty smiled.
"I'm done with time traveling" I laughed heading into my house. Marty went into his.
WITH MARTY
THE NEXT DAY
"Oh, if Paul calls me tell him I'm working at the boutique late tonight" Lynda said sitting at the table uncurling her hair. Her dorky glasses are now gone.
"Lynda, first of all, I'm not your answering service. Second of all, somebody named Greg or Craig called you just a little while ago" David said.
"Now which one was it, Greg or Craig?" Lynda asked.
"I don't know, I can't keep up with all of your boyfriends" David replied annoyed.
"What the heck is this?" Marty asked confused gesturing towards the breakfast table.
"Breakfast" Lynda answered confused.
"What did you sleep in your clothes again last night" David asked just as confused as Lynda.
"Yeah, yeah what are you wearing, Dave?" Marty asked gesturing towards David's suit and tie.
Marty, I always wear a suit to the office. You alright?" David asked.
"Yeah" Marty said feeling his head.
"I think we need a rematch" Loraine said coming through the door with George.
"Oh, oh a rematch, why, were you cheating?" George joked.
"No" Loraine answered carrying their golfing bag.
"Hello" George said to everyone.
"Good morning" Loraine said too.
"Mom, Dad" Marty cried in disbelief as he fell to the floor.
"Marty, are you alright?" Loraine asked worriedly as she knelt down beside him.
"Did you hurt your head?" David asked genuinely concerned.
"You guys look great. Mom, you look so thin" Marty said still in shock.
"Why thank you, Marty. George. Good morning, sleepyhead, Good morning, Dave, Lynda" Loraine said to her other children.
"Good morning, Mom" David replied.
"Good morning, Mom. Oh, Marty, I almost forgot, Abigail Brown called" Lynda said.
"Oh, I sure like her, Marty; she is such a sweet girl. I once knew her sister. They have the same name I believe. She got me in a lot of trouble a couple times, but in the end I really did like her. Abby reminds me of her so much" Loraine sighed.
"I wonder what happened to her?" Loraine thought out loud.
"I bet she's closer than you think" Marty said to himself.
"Uh, do you mind if I take my skateboard to school today?" Marty asked.
"Why, don't you want to take the car?" George asked.
"The car's wrecked remember?" Marty reminded them. George pointed outside at the beautiful car that looked nothing like the one that had been wrecked by Biff before.
"No it's not, see, there's Biff out there waxing it right now. Now, Biff, I wanna make sure that we get two coats of wax this time, not just one" George yelled out the window.
"Just finishing up the second coat now" a older version of Biff said whining.
"Now Biff, don't con me" George yelled.
"I'm, I'm sorry, Mr. Mcfly, I mean, I was just starting on the second coat" Biff apologized.
"That Biff, what a character. Always trying to get away with something. Been on top of Biff ever since high school. Although, if it wasn't for him…" George said sitting down.
"We never would have fallen in love" Loraine finished going to sit on the arm on the chair.
"That's right" George agreed.
"Mr. Mcfly, Mr. Mcfly, this just arrived, oh hi Marty. I think it's your new book" Biff yelled running in the house with a big box.
"Ah, honey, your first novel" Loraine said sweetly picking up the book out of the tissue paper.
"Like I always told you, if you put your mind to it you could accomplish anything. But I could never have done it without Abigail Brown. She really knows her science fiction stuff" George said.
"Oh, oh Marty, here's you keys. You're all waxed up, ready for today" Biff said handing Marty the keys.
ABBY'S P.O.V.
"How about a ride, Mister?" I joked walking up the sidewalk to Marty's new car.
"You are not gonna believe how my life has changed since George socked Biff" Marty replied.
"I bet it has" I laughed.
"What has yours?" Marty asked confused how I knew.
"Nope. But I knew that if we changed the past even a little it would change the future. Particularly yours" I admitted.
"And you didn't tell me?" Marty asked.
"Hey, what kind of a friend would I be if I didn't let you figure things out on your own" I laughed. Suddenly the trash cans near us went flying. Marty and me ducked as the delorain came soaring back.
There was Doc. He was wearing a sort of sun glasses over his eyes and he was wearing some pretty weird clothing.
"Abby, Marty you gotta come back with me.
"Where?" Marty asked ready for another adventure.
"Back to the future" Doc replied as if it was obvious.
"Oh, no Doc no! I am tired of time traveling! Do you even know what we had to go through the first time! Plus today I was going to get back with Brandon!" I cried.
"Wait a minute, what are you doing, Doc?" Marty asked as Doc began to empty the trash cans.
"I need fuel. Go ahead, quick, get in the car" Doc said.
"On the other hand Brandon is a jerk anyway" I admitted hopping in.
"Wait a minute, Doc. What are you talking about? What happens to us in the future? What do we become assholes or something?" Marty asked.
"No no no no no, Marty, both you and Jennifer turn out fine. Well, not quite fine. It's just there are a lot of things to fix. Especially, with your kids!" Doc yelled.
"What are you talking about Doc? Abby and I don't have kids!" Marty yelled.
"In the future you do" Doc said gesturing for Marty to hop in.
"Hey, Doc, we better back up, we don't have enough roads to get up to 88" I reminded him.
"Roads? Where we're going we don't need roads" Doc replied simply putting his sunglasses on as we whirled into the air…
R/r I know this was like the longest chapter I have ever written! And it was in one sitting people!
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