The day was Thursday, October 22nd, 2015. Martin Seamus "Marty" McFly Sr. arose from his slumber upon hearing loud crashing noises outside his window. Hopefully it wasn't a car crash. Marty knew what they were like, having experienced one firsthand-no pun intended. He had broken his hand, given up on his music…nothing was right for poor Marty. What exactly had he done to deserve this? Was crashing your car, being released from the hospital and thrown into the wild west, then revealing some stupid info to a big bully really enough to be cursed for life? Why couldn't his 17th birthday wish have come true, that he would live a happy, productive life? And now, he had lost his daughter, Marlene. He looked over to the bed next to him, where his wife Jennifer was snoozing. Jennifer had not said a word since the night Marty had gotten fired. It was either from the shock of seeing her younger self-long story there-, or from the shock of Marlene missing. Marty Jr. kept abruptly changing the subject, so Marty Sr. knew he needed to be grounded first thing. However, the pieces didn't add up. "Jennifer!" Marty begged her to wake up. '"Jennifer!"

"Marlene…" Jennifer moaned weakly.

"Marlene's lost, and I think I know why," Marty explained.

"W-why?" asked Jennifer. She was rather concerned.

"Jennifer, the time machine. Remember that old diner that closed, that Mr. Fusion that got stolen, and the secrets Doc has been keeping from us?" Marty asked.

"Do you mean to tell me…" Jennifer began. "That Doc put his time machine back in use?"

"Well, I can't be sure it's the same one. Maybe we should call him." Marty said.

"Are you mad, Marty?" Jennifer asked. "It's really early in the morning!"

"Well, what about we call Verne? He's a "doc" now as well." Marty reminded her.

"Alright, Jen," Marty said, dialing the number. He then noticed a flash of shiny red whizzing by his window.

"What the heck?" Marty asked, running towards the window. It was a Jaguar XK. And there, on the inside, were Marty Junior, Susan, and Verne.

"Jen, look!" Marty laughed. "It's just like 30 years ago! A Brown is taking a McFly and his girlfriend in a flying time machine!" Jennifer ran to the window, right as the car disappeared into fire trails.

"History does have a way of repeating itself," Jennifer chuckled. "Especially with a time machine at your disposal."

"Was it weird to see your younger self?" Marty asked.

"Oh yes, yes it was." Jennifer said. "But it's not like you've ever seen your own "double" have you? Aside from Marty Junior, of course…"

"But I have, Jen! On my first trip to 1955, I saw Marty Junior…It was so obviously him. And Marlene. They were both there." Marty explained.

"Marty, what exactly do you remember about the time-travels?" Jennifer asked, concerned. Something felt wrong.

"Well, after that first day, I stayed in Doc's lab the whole week. Didn't go out. Doc sent me home with the lightning bolt. In fact, I didn't even look at my family photo once. After I got home, Doc took us to this year, but apparently, we went here for no reason, as Marty Jr. worked everything out himself somehow, so we went back to 1985, where the car crash happened, and then as I healed, Doc invited us back to 1885, where he met Clara, and then we got back here, and then Biff stole the DeLorean, went to 2015, got himself the almanac, so we ended up in the alternate timeline, and went back to 1955 to fix the mess, where I'm pretty sure I saw THREE doubles of me, and then we went back to 1985, where I lived with some anger at Doc for not stopping the car crash in the first place." Marty explained.

"Interesting," Jennifer said. "And how did your parents meet?"

"Well, when Mom and a friend were walking, they ran right into a rosebush and accidentally tripped over some toy cars, which caused them to fall onto the pavement of the street. Dad took both of them into the house, where he was alone for a week. And stuff happened, ya know." Marty explained