March 21, 2016
6:30 PM PST

As Marty woke up, he saw that he was in his own bedroom. As he lifted up his hands, he saw that they were a little wrinkly. Everything really seemed to be back to normal. Just then, Sabrina walked into the bedroom. It sure was going to be hard, going back to the life of a middle-aged man. On the other hand, he was happy to be back home.

"Sabrina," mumbled Marty. As he sat up, he added, "I can't believe you actually did it, Sab. I mean, it was an interesting week for me. I guess I should just be thanking you! I never really expected for you to grant the week, though. It sure was a lot of fun."

"I thought I'd give you a little present," Sabrina explained, softly. "Well, the kids were quite concerned about you - but I just told them that you were tired. Anyway, as you were sleeping, I decided to prepare dinner. I figured I'd fix up some chicken teriyaki."

"Oh, that sounds delicious!" gushed Marty, as he threw his arms around Sabrina. "I'm feeling a little hungry, in fact - even though, back in 1986, I was feeling quite full. It'll sure be great, eating with the kids. It's a shame that Jenn's working late, though. I'm glad that it isn't Good Friday, at least. So, Sab, was I asleep... for only two hours?"

"It was just two hours, Marty," Sabrina replied, softly. "I'm sure it really feels strange to you." Marty nodded, as he tried to take in everything that happened. "Well, I sure did enjoy the '80s. Still, since then, we'd really made a lot of technological advances."

"Yeah, we sure did," whispered Marty. "If it wasn't for our scientist friend... Well, this world sure would not be as advanced. I do wonder what might've happened, had Doc just stayed in the past. Of course, we sure would've miss him - but it might've also..."

"I know that he's really had kind of a rough life," commented Sabrina. "Not everyone quite appreciated him, and... Well, he didn't even meet Clara - until he was 65 years old. The past thirty years might've seemed quite special to him, when you think of it. His children are all happy, too - and it was sweet of him to adopt young Tori Haven."

"Yeah, her father really was cruel to her," Marty replied, quietly. "I remember how my son was so sweet. He simply felt bad for her, and he wanted her to come live with us. I had to explain that it wasn't so simple, and that there were custody laws to deal..."

"I can imagine how he felt," agreed Sabrina. "Your son's a real wonderful person, and I sure felt so bad about disappointing him. He has her email address, now - so he was typing up a long message for her, the last time I checked. He seems to be so happy."

"I'm glad to hear about it," Marty replied, nodding. "I remember little Tabitha. She's a sweet girl. Anyway, about Haven... I think it's real nice, the way that her son is amongst his closest friends. Haven sure did make a few bad choices, but she learned from them - and she had two loving parents to support her. She's a happy woman."

"Todd's also really a sweet boy," Sabrina replied, dreamily. "He has the same name as my eldest, in fact. My eldest is now a physician, and he's so good at his dad. I'm quite proud of all of my kids. They're my pride and joy - and they're the centre of my life."

"Same here," replied Marty, smiling. "Well, my kids are - and so is Jenn. Can you remember anything about what happened, thirty years ago? Do you remember being there, and send me back to his time. Granted, for you, it really was a long time ago."

"Oh, I so have a vague recollection of it," explained Sabrina, softly. "Actually, I didn't remember it - when I simply decided to grant you that wish. Doc would call it temporal amnesia, I guess." Glancing at her watch, she added, "Well, Marty, it's about time for dinner. The teriyaki should be almost ready. Your kids are wonderful to be around."

"Aw, thanks, Sab," Marty replied, as he stood up. As he looked at Sabrina, she didn't seem to look that much older. Of course, being a witch, she aged more slowly. "I feel so good everything. It's so nice to be back. I really did miss being a father, y'know."

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Marty Sr smiled, as he glanced around the table. Marlene and Marty Jr both looked so nice. He sure noticed how much his son bore a striking resemblance to him. During the past week, when he was in 1985, he really saw that same face in the mirror. The only thing that was missing, was his beloved wife. He really found the food to be delicious.

"Thanks so much, Sabrina," gushed Marty Jr, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "It's sure nice, being able to chat with Tabitha. She sent me a few pictures, and I think she's so pretty." Turning to Marty Sr, he asked, "How are you feeling, Dad? I was worried."

"I'm feeling fine, pumpkin," replied Marty Sr, as he smiled at his son. "I'd really like you children to know, you both sure are my pride and joy. You might not be small children, anymore. Just keep in mind that, whatever happens... Well, I always will love you."

"Thanks, Dad," Marlene replied, smiling. "I was thinking... I regret how, when I was a little younger, I couldn't wait to grow up. Sometimes, I'd even give my brother a hard time - because he still enjoyed doing things... that I thought were real childish. I wish that I could go back in time, and convince my younger self to change her attitude."

"I quite have regrets of my own, Marly," explained Marty Jr, as he placed his hand on his sister's shoulder. "Remember what Dad always just tells us, though? Your future is whatever you make it. The best thing you can do, is look forward. Nobody's perfect."

"Oh, Junior, you're quite profound," Sabrina exclaimed, laughed. "At any rate, Marly, your brother's right. It's best not to dwell on the past. It's good to reminisce, some of the time - but it's best to leave our regrets behind. We better to just move forward."

"Guess who's home!" called out a familiar feminine voice. Marty Sr turned around, and saw that it was his beloved wife. Even at 47 years old, she sure looked stunning. "It's wonderful to see you, Sabrina." She kissed Marty Sr's cheek, before adding, "I'm sure happy to see all of you, in fact. I was able to make it home, earlier than I expected."

"It's quite good to see you, beautiful," replied Marty Sr, as he hugged his wife. "Well, we simply have plenty of teriyaki to go around. Feel free to dig in." As Jennifer pulled up a chair, Marty Sr felt elated. "It feels so nice, being able to eat meals as a family."

"I'm real happy to be able to join you," Jennifer replied, smiling. "As much as I love my job, my family sure means much more to me. Anyway, Sabrina, how's your hubby and the kids all doing? I suppose your kids really aren't so little, anymore. It just seems..."

"Oh, they'll always be my kids," Sabrina pointed out, cheerfully. "My hubby and I sure are getting along great. He's just a great man. Even after over thirty years - our love for each other hasn't diminished, in the least. I quite do miss the kids. Tabitha's simply the only one left. Lately, she's been rather ambitious about graduating high school."

"I'm feeling nervous about high school graduation, to be honest," explained Marty Jr, softly. "On the other hand, it looks like Griff will just have to attend another year. It'll be the fourth year, now, of him repeating twelfth grade. I feel a little sorry for him."

"Your mom and I are simply proud of you, honey," replied Marty Sr, encouragingly. "I can remember how, as I was nearing my high school graduation, I also felt the same. Well, your mom and I are in no hurry to kick you out. The same goes for you, Marly."

"Aw, thanks, Dad," gushed Marty Jr. "Y'know, Dad, I really think you and Mom are so lucky to have been '80s teens. Granted, I know that technology wasn't as advanced. Still, the music just rocked - and there wasn't any of that very disgusting gangsta rap crap. Also, the video games were awesome. I do love the original Super Mario Bros."

"C'mon, Junior," Sabrina chided, laughing, "2016 really isn't that bad. After all, you've got your hoverboard - and the multicoloured acid cap that you're wearing. Anyway, it certainly isn't as if you can't still listen to '80s rock... or play old school video games."

"Yeah, our son quite has a thing for the '80s," Marty Sr commented, indulgently. "It's sure cool that he has an appreciation for the things that his mother and I liked, when we were his age. We certainly aren't gonna discourage him from liking those things."

"He can like them, all he wants," agreed Jennifer. "What we are quite concerned about, though, is the fact that... Well, it really seems like he quite longs for the '80s - a little too much. After all, I really don't think the '80s are quite as glorious as... as he seems to think they are. I quite think he should appreciate the present, a little more."

"I think you should give him some time," suggested Sabrina, gently. "It really could be worse, y'know. At least, he isn't one of those up-to-date types - who just has a habit of shunning anything that's over a year old. I quite think that would be much worse."

"You're right, Sab," agreed Marty Sr, softly. "The main thing is, we sure want our son to be happy." Turning to his son, he added, "Your mom and I care about you, honey. We want you to appreciate the present, so that you can live a long and fulfilling life."

As his son nodded, he simply began to think of his recent experience. The funny thing was, he could just remember the week from two different perspective. Of course, the first perspective was very recent. The second perspective, though, actually felt much more ancient. From the second perspective, the events all occurred thirty years ago.

Marty Sr then glanced around the table, as he felt great love for his family. He had so much to be grateful for. In fact, he was just a lucky man, in fact. He had a supportive wife, as well as two adorable children. It felt rather nice, being a husband and father.