November 26, 1986
12:00 PM PST
Trilogy Universe

As Marty was car surfing over to the Browns' home, he was thinking about the great significance of this date thirteen months ago. This was the fateful day when Doc had unveiled the DeLorean time machine. The events of that day led to Marty being sent back in time to the year 1955. It was shortly thereafter when he actually prevented his parents from meeting as they had in the original timeline. As a result, he needed to spend the whole week trying to get his parents to fall in love with each other - so that Marty would not be erased from existence.

Since his first trip through time, things have never been the same. Marty actually had multiple sets of memories of his past. The most significant change, though, had been Marty's new family life after travelling back to 1985. Due to Marty's interference back in 1955, his father had been more confident - and he had a happier family life.

As for his friend, Dr. Emmett Brown, he must have spent nearly nine years travelling through other time periods. Doc was had been living in the Old West for nine months, when Marty went back in time to save his friend's life. After Marty went back to 1985, Doc spend a little over eight years in that era. It was over that time that he married Clara, and had two boys together. Clara just recently gave birth to a third child, who happened to be a girl. Doc and Emmett decided to name her Haven.

"Marty, you made it," Doc gushed, as Marty walked up to the house. "So, Marty, do you know what day this is?"

"I sure do," Marty said, smiling. "It's actually been thirteen months since the day that you unveiled the time machine to me. It's rather hard to believe that it has only been just a little over a year. Last month, we actually celebrated our one year anniversary by taking a trip back to 1855, to see the founding of Hill Valley."

"Well, with all the trips that we've taken through time," Doc replied, "it sure has been more than a year for both of us. Gee, for me, it must be nearly ten years, now."

"So, what were you wanting to do today, Doc?" Marty asked. "Is this going to involve time travel? Maybe we could consider taking a trip to some year before 1855."

"No, we're not going to travel through time today," replied Doc. "I was thinking that we could maybe check out another dimensions. I must admit that I'm curious to see what our lives could have been like. How about you, Marty? Aren't you curious?"

"Isn't that a little dangerous, Doc?" Marty asked, doubtfully. "What if we end up in some Orwellian universe? What if we somehow end up back in Hell Valley?"

"The machine will alert us," Doc explained, "if we are about to enter any dangerous dimensions. Ever since you've told me about your trip into the Family Ties Universe, I decided to find out more about how the destination locator works. You know, I do wonder if this machine is an extension of something I've intented in the future."

"All right, then," Marty said, sighing. "I must admit that I am a rather curious to meet some other versions of myself. I wonder how my life may be different, if some of the circumstances in my life were different. I really hope I don't end up evil in any of the universes. That would be a scary thought, that I'm not sure I'd want to deal with."

"Well, there might be a dimension where you and I never met," suggested Doc. "We already know that there are some dimensions where you were never born."

"I remember you postulates about the existence of alternate realities before," Marty pointed out, "I know there are some who believe that every alternate decision we can make could create parallel universes. I don't quite subscribe to that theory, though - as it does seem a little far-fetched. I mean, if I was to choose to go to bed half a minute earlier... well, actually, I could choose to go to bed any second that I'm at home. Would there end up being a parallel universe for each nanosecond I could have chosen to go to bed, or grab a bite to eat, or chosen what to eat? That would be, well, I can't really think of a word to describe it."

"That sound sound a bit far-fetched," Doc agreed. "I mean, when you think about it, we have many living beings in this world that would be capable of making decisions. Then, as you said, there are certainly lots of other things that we could be doing this second. This topic is a bit mind-wracking, even for me."

"There are also the moral and ethical decisions to consider," Marty pointed out. "I mean, if each version of me is supposed to be essentually the same person - then how can someone from a different universe who is suppose to be me not have the same values as me? Know what I mean?"

"You do make a very good point, Marty," Doc replied. "It's hard to really say just how many parallel universes that there might be."

"There are probably not as many parallel universes as one would think,' suggested Marty. 'Maybe it is possible for there to be universes for all of the different fictional worlds. Although, I never really dreamed that this world would be the product of a fictional movie from a different universe. Hell, I still have difficulties with being able to wrap my mind around the idea, but I'm sure Alex P Keaton feels the same way."

"Well, there are certainly movies that I have watched," Doc commented, "and stories that I've read that I wouldn't like the idea of being in a parallel universe."

"I would've considered Orwell's 1984 to be among them," Marty said, shuddering. "I can hardly believe we have actually been to that universe. I suppose we really made a huge difference. I wonder what Orwell himself would think. From what I have read of him, he was always a bit of a pessimist - and even a bit of a technophobe."

"I'm sure he'd be absolutely amazed," Doc said, smiling. "Anyway, I believe that our dimensional code is #EJ57. We'll have to check out what we may find in Dimensions #EJ56 or #EJ58. I wonder how similar those dimensions would be to ours."

"Could we maybe pay Alex and the Keaton family a little visit?" Marty asked. "I really miss Alex a lot - and I'm sure he really misses me, too. He's such a great person."

"Maybe we could later," suggested Doc. "As for now, I'd rather check out dimensions that our closer to ours. If my calculations are correct, the dimensional codes that are the closest to ours will be the most similar."

"Whoa, Doc, this is heavy," Marty breathed. "So, Doc, do you believe it could actually be possible to to travel back to some old timelines that we left. Like, for instance, the timeline what Dad was bullied by Biff - and it was called Twin Pines Mall. It's not that I would want to go back there, but I'm just curious."

"My guess would be no," replied Doc. "Have you noticed how our dimensional code hasn't changed, even after we have taken other trips backward in time?"

"That's very interesting," replied Marty. "So, how are we going to introduce ourselves to our, uh, other selves? I'm not sure if they would necessarily understand."

"We'll just explain to them about the destination locator," Doc explained. "If they can understand time travel, I'm sure they'll be able to understand this. We won't mention anything about fictional worlds, though."

"Right, Doc," Marty replied, "that might be very unsettling."

"Well, are you ready, Marty?" Doc asked, smiling. "Let's step into the DeLorean, and drive over to Hill Valley Park. Then we'll try Dimension #EJ58."

"I'm ready, Doc," Marty replied, smiling. "Let's go."

oooooooooo

"All right, Marty, are you about ready to go?" Doc asked, after he and Marty headed towards Hill Valley Park. "First of all, let's see if everything is ready."

"Well, the time circuits are on," Marty replied, smiling. As he glanced behind him, he added, "the flux capacitor is fluxing. And I really hope that the engine stays running."

"Yeah, I don't think we have that problem anymore," Doc replied. "Well, let's set the destination locator to bring us to Dimension #EJ58 - and then we'll take off."

"Okay, I guess I'm about ready," Marty said, as he took a deep breath. "I can hardly believe that we're going to travel to another dimension this time. On purpose, I mean - and via the DeLorean, as opposed to the clock tower."

Doc began to accelerate the DeLorean, until it reached 88 miles per hour. Suddenly, Marty could see a little ripple happening outside of the windshield.

November 26, 1986
12:30 PM PST
Twins Universe

"So where are we, now, Doc?" Marty asked, with curiosity. "I don't smell pollution in the air, so we are probably not in the Biffhorrific world. Apparently, Hill Valley exists in this world - as we're at Hill Valley Park. I mean, I remember that Hill Valley didn't exist in the Family Ties Universe."

"Let's head over to the Courthouse Square first," Doc suggested. "If we see that the courthouse has been converted to Biff's Pleasure Paradise - we will hightail it out of there right away. I worry that if Biff sees you, he might try to kill you. I really would not want to see that happen. That place still scares me."

"Oh, please don't remind me of that," Marty said, grimacing. "I swear, even over a year later, I still have nightmares about that place. I wonder how my other self was able to cope with that horrible place. I hope he was away at a boarding school most of the time. I hate to think of what my other self had to endure at Biff's clutches."

"If everything looks fine at the Courthouse Square," Doc continued, "then we'll see if my other self, by any chance, still lives in that old garage. I remember that that was the case last year, when you were your own father."

"What if we don't exist in this world, Doc?" Marty asked, with concern. "I mean, I did not exist in Orwell's Universe - even though both of my parents did."

"Well, if we don't," Doc replied, "then we'll explore this place anyway. I mean, I feel like I'm up for a good adventure, don't you? Anyway, this kind of makes up for how we couldn't really do anything on the twelfth of this month."

"Well, Clara did end up giving birth to Haven that day," Marty pointed out. "We also had her older self that came here from the year 2004. That must have been rather surreal for the two of you, eh?"

"Oh, yeah, to say the least," replied Doc. "Well, the clock tower still looks normal. I guess we'll now drive over to where my old garage used to be, in case I still happen to live there. I mean, I might not have met Clara in this reality."

"I suppose anything could be possible, Doc," Marty said, smiling.

oooooooooo

As Calvin McFly stepped into Burger King, he looked around to see if his girlfriend was there. Since June 25, he met a girl named April Schultz. It was among one of those happiest moments of his life - and he no longer felt very envious of his twin brother, Marty, who had been dating Jennifer for three years now.

He sighed to himself, as he saw that April was nowhere to be seen. He remembered that April did tell him that she would be running a little late. He was tempted several times to bring Doc's time machine into the future, and figure out if he and April may be destined to marry in the future. However, he figured it was better just to heed to Doc's warning that one should never know too much about his or her destiny.

He was surprised, as he saw Marty and Doc enter the restaurant. Granted, Doc lived right next to the Burger King - but he thought that Doc had plans to spend the whole afternoon with his fiance, Jessica Hoffman. Doc and Jessica had met nearly a month before Calvin met April. This just seemed to be a lucky year for romance.

"Doc and Marty!" Calvin exclaimed, running up towards them. "What are the two of you doing here? Doc, I thought you were spending the afternoon with Jessica."

Doc and Marty just gave each other puzzled looks, as they seemed a little uncertain of what to say. Calvin was suddenly worried.

"What happened, Doc?" Calvin asked, nervously. "Did something happen to Jessica? The two of you look pretty stricken. I hope you and Jessica are both all right."

"Look, uh, well..." Marty started to say, "just give Doc and I a few moments to chat in private, then we'll join you. I think everything is fine, though."

"I was going to eat here with April," Calvin explained. "You don't mind if she joins us, do you? After all, she's known about the you-know-what for several months now. So are you sure that Jessica is fine? Did the two of you have some kind of fight?"

"Yeah, sure, I guess April can join us," Doc said, looking a little uneasy. "We will be back real soon. Thanks very much for your concen, by the way."

"You're very welcome," Calvin said, a little worriedly, as he watched Doc and Marty leave the building. He hoped that April would shiw up soon.

Calvin went to look to look for an empty table. He was suddenly feeling very worried about his twin and their scientist friend. He hoped that nothing real terrible happened to Jessica. Doc had once described her as being "one in a googolplex".

oooooooooo

"Who the hell was that, Doc?" Marty asked, confused, as the two of them stepped into the gate that led to Doc's old garage. "At first, I figured he was my other self who resided here - but he didn't see surprised at all to see me there. After all, he even called me Marty."

"I would hazard a guess that he and your other self are twins," Doc replied. "Just as you had a twin named Arthur in the alternate reality we visited last year. As for me, why would my other self be with someone named Jessica? My other self might have met Jessica in another time period, just like I did with Clara."

"I wonder if this might be the same world again," Marty pondered. "Maybe his name was Arthur, and he was called Artie. Say, do you know of anyone named Jessica?"

"There is... Great Scott!" gasped Doc. "I wonder if this could be Jessica Hoffman. She is Sabrina's friend from Sacramento, and I remember how she could barely keep her eyes off of me. Come to think of it, there was friction between her and Clara. I guess I try not to think of her too much. At least she and Clara get along now."

"Oh, yes, of course!" gasped Marty. "I forgot all about that! I remember that you told me all about how Jessica loved science, too - and that she liked Jules Verne."

"Well, how do we explain to, uh, him where we came from?" Doc asked. "I know I promised that I would meet him and this April soon. Hey, Marty, do you happen to know anyone named April?"

"I know an April Schultz," Marty replied. "She's one of Jennifer friends whom she met this summer. I know she is a bit of a bookworm, and she has great dreams of being a newscaster on TV someday. I wonder if this might be the one."

"Well, let's head back into the Burger King," Doc suggested. "We will try our best to explain where we came from. We can't just keep him hanging, you know."

The two of them of them were nervous, as they were made their way back to the restaurant. Marty was very curious about this reality, now.

"Hi, Marty and Doc," called out a blonde, as she walked up. "Do you know if Calvin is in there? I told him that I would be a little bit late."

That's April Schultz, Marty thought, stunned. My look-alike's name is Calvin! I guess he is my other self's twin brother, then! I wonder why he was named Calvin in this reality. Maybe my other self's parents thought that my other self's twin should be named after the boy who helped them meet back in 1955.

"Yeah, he's in the building," Marty replied, a bit nervously.

"Thank you!" April said, smiling. "By the way, Jennifer told me to tell you that she has a dentist appointment this afternoon - so she will not be able to see you until around four. She apologizes for letting that slip her mind."

"Thanks, April," Marty replied, smiling back. Marty began to wonder if Jennifer had a dentist appointment that afternoon in his reality, too. Turning to Doc, he added, "You know what I just realized? I just realized that she called you 'Doc'. Only Jennifer and I really call you that. I guess she knows about the time machine, too."

"We'll probably have to wait until we see our other selves," Doc commented, "before we can explain who we are. That way, we don't have to repeat ourselves twice."

Marty and Doc stepped into the restaurant, as they went to join Calvin and April by their seat in the corner. Marty felt very nervous, as he knew that he would have to pretend to be his counterpart.

November 26, 1986
1:30 PM PST
Twins Universe

Marty felt very nervous, as he could barely keep his eyes off of Calvin. Even though this wasn't the first time Marty met other people who looked like him, it seemed real unsettling to think that his counterpart had a twin. He could not help but wonder how it was possible for his counterpart to have a twin in this reality.

"Hey, Marty, you seem awfully quiet," Calvin observed. "Are you feeling all right? Is something bugging you. You can talk about it, you know."

"I'm fine," replied Marty. "I guess I'm just a little too hungry to talk. I mean, these Whoppers are so delicious. Burger Kings makes them the best."

"Are you sure about that, Marty?" asked Calvin, concerned. "I mean, you're usually rather talkative. You really don't have to be afraid to talk to us. We're your friends, and we care about you a lot."

"Are you upset that Jennifer forgot to tell you about her dentist appointment?" April asked. "She feels real bad about that, you know. She didn't want to let you down."

"No, it's not Jennifer," Marty replied. "It's something else, that I'll explain to you a bit later. How about we just wait until we leave the restaurant, and we could discuss this it in Doc's lab? We really shouldn't discuss this in the restaurant."

"Marty is right," added Doc. "We'll explain it to you a little later."

oooooooooo

The local Marty was inside of Doc's lab, as he was playing several tunes on Doc's big amplifier. Marty felt real grateful towards his older friend, that Doc was willing to buy him a new amplifier - even after he accidentally broke the amplifier last year, before the night that Doc unveiled the time machine to him.

Marty was still in the middle of playing Friends, as he heard the door opening. He was not expecting Doc to return, until a few hours later. After Marty looked up, he was so shocked at what he saw. He saw Calvin, along with someone else who looked like the two of them. He was even wearing the same clothes as Marty.

"What the hell is going on here?" Marty asked, stunned. Turning to the other boy, he asked, "Are you my future self? Why are you here?"

"Well, actually, I, uh..." Marty's counterpart started to say, nervously.

"Is that why you were so quiet?" Calvin asked the other boy. "Do you two come here to warn us about something? This really doesn't have anything to do with April or me, does it? I hope the two of us do marry, and have kids in the future."

"Yeah, so do I," added April. "You know, I am still a little confused about this whole time travel business. I think it's a neat concept, but it can also be a bit stressful."

"Yeah, I'm guessing you're my future self," Marty commented, "unless..."

Just then, the door opened up again, and another Doc walked in - with Jessica.

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "Why is there another me here? Also, why do I see two Martys? Are you two from that other world?"

"What other world?" the visiting Marty asked, confused. "We did come here from an alternate reality, if that's what you mean."

"So are you from the alternate reality where you were shot by Libyan terrorists?" the local Marty asked. "Your mother was so distraught over your death, that she came to this world and kidnapped Calvin - mistaking him for me."

"What?" Marty asked, stunned. "I get shot by Libyan terrorists in another world? How could I be from that reality, if I'm supposed to be dead there?"

"To make a long story short," the local Doc replied, "our other selves both ended up being brought back from the dead, with a little help from us."

"Whoa, this is heavy," breathed the visiting Marty. "Anyway, no, we didn't come from that world. In our world, Doc is married to Clara - and they have two kids together. I also don't have a twin. I guess Doc and I decided to do a little exploring."

"Who is Clara?" Jessica asked, a bit perturbed. She narrowed her eyes in suspicion, as she glanced towards the local Doc.

"Don't look at me," the local Doc said, shrugging. "I don't know of anyone named Clara. Believe me, Jessica, I'm just as surprised by this as you are."

"I actually met Clara back in the Old West," the visiting Doc explained. "Her name was Clara Clayton, and we met when I saved her from falling into the ravine. We married in the Old West, and I stayed there with her for about eight years. After I managed to build a time machine out of a locomotive, we decided that it would be better for all of us to move back to the 1985. Also, I really missed Marty."

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "Her name was Clara Clayton? Did she, by any chance, almost fall into Clayton Ravine?"

"So was she, by any chance, a teacher?" asked the local Marty. "Every kid at our old high school knows that story about how a teacher fell into that ravine in 1885. We all know that story, as we all have teachers that we'd like to see fall into the ravine."

"Marty!" Calvin gasped, reproachfully. "Could you have been any less tactful?"

"Yeah, she was a teacher," the visiting Doc replied, quietly. "The ravine, which was originally called Shonash Ravine, is called Eastwood Ravine in our reality. This was because our Marty had assumed the identity of Clint Eastwood, when he was in the Old West with us - and everyone believed that he fell into that ravine."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" gasped the local Marty. Turning to the visiting Doc, he asked, "So, uh, Doc, how was it that you came to be in the Old West?"

"We did take a little trip to the Old West earlier this year," commented the local Doc. "I suppose this Clara might have already died, as we never encounteed her. Our stay was actually cut short, when Calvin and I ended up being injured. At any rate, I have Jessica."

"I just thought of something!" blurted out Jessica. "My great-great-grandmother's name was Greta Clayton, and she had a younger sister named Clara. I guess I'll have to check out my ancestry, now - and find out."

"Clara did tell me that she had an older sister named Greta," the visiting Doc was quick to comment. "She also has an older brother named Webster."

"That must be the same one, then!" gasped Jessica. "Webster was the name of my great-great-grandmother's older brother. Would the names of her parents', by any chance, Hubert and Annie?"

"Great Scott!" gasped the visiting Doc. "Clara is an ancestor of yours! Well, actually, an indirect ancestor - but it's still amazing nonetheless."

"I'll have to grab some old photo albums later," Jessica exclaimed. "I have to admit that I am very curious about my great-great-grandaunt Clara, now. So, Emmett, do you notice any family resemblance in us?"

"I sure do," replied the visiting Doc. "You're the same height as Clara, and you have the same physical build as her. She has brown hair and brown eyes, though."

"I'm a little bit tempted to go back in time to see Clara," the local Doc commented.

"Yeah, so am I," replied Jessica. Suddenly, her expression changed, as she gasped, "Oh, no, you'd better not, Emmett! Otherwise, you might fall for her instead of me!"

"All right, then," the local Doc said, sighing in resignation. "I guess I won't."

Suddenly, there was another knock on the door. The local Marty wondered who it could be, when the local Doc went to answer the door.

"Jennifer!" gasped the local Doc. "How nice to see you! Come on in?"

"Well, hello, everyone," called out Jennifer. Suddenly, she gasped, "Why do I see two Docs and two Martys? Are you two from that, uh, that other world?"

"No, we're not," the visiting Doc replied. "My counterpart and your Doc already told me that story. We're from a different alternate reality. Well, alternate to you."

"I thought you had a dentist appointment this afternoon," April commented, stunned.

"I did," Jennifer replied, "but my appointment was postponed for next week. Things came up, and my dentist was not able to come in this week."

The visiting Marty turned to his counterpart, and he asked, "Did you always have a twin? I mean, did you have a twin in the original timeline?"

"Actually, no, I didn't," the local Marty replied. "The morning after I came back from 1955 last year, I was surprised to discover that I had a twin."

"I was so happy when his memories finally came back," breathed Calvin. "I was so worried that I might have lost my twin forever. Anyway, what about you two? What happened after you returned from 1955, assuming that you also spent a week back in that year."

"Hold that thought," cut in Jessica. "Why don't I pour you all some lemonade, and grab some cookies for all of us - then you guys can tell us your story."

Everyone nodded in agreement, as Jessica headed towards the refrigerator.

November 26, 1986
2:30 PM PST
Twins Universe

"So, uh, Marty Two," the local Marty asked his visiting counterpart, "why don't you tell us a little about your first time travel experience? You went to the 1950s?"

"That's right," the visiting Marty replied. "I showed up on November fifth of 1955, and I ended up staying there for a whole week. I pushed my father out of the way, so my Grandpa Sam ran me over with his car. So I needed to spend that entire week trying to make my parents fall in love, so that I wouldn't be erased from existence."

"That was the same with me," replied the local Marty. "So, did you try to warn Doc about being shot by Libyan terrorists, and he wouldn't listen to you. Were you sent back to 1985 through a bolt of lightning, because you had no plutonium on you?"

"That's correct!" gasped the visiting Marty. "It appears as though our week in 1955 was identical. So, when did you discover that you had a twin?"

"It wasn't until I woke up the next morning," the local Marty explained. "I was a bit scared, because I thought he was just another me. I was surprised to discover that he was my twin. He is such a kind, loyal friend to me."

"Yeah, I still remember that day," added Calvin. "He acted like he had no idea who I was. I was also hurt that I wasn't invited along to witness the unveiling of Doc's time machine. Doc then explained to us that, if we both were to go back to 1955, we may end up having a paradox. That was a scary time for me, though."

"So what happened after that?" asked the visiting Marty."Did you end up going to the year 2015, with Jennifer?"

"Actually, I went to 2015 with Marty," Calvin explained. "We were stunned by how much our future children resembled us - yet, both of them were wimps."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" gasped the visiting Marty. "So, did my older self end up racing Needles - and he had that accident with the Rolls Royce?"

"That is correct," replied Calvin. "I ended up going to Marty's future home with Marty Jr, and our mom told us the whole story of how Marty's life went downhill. You know, I never really got to find out anything about my own future family, except that I had a son named Calvin Jr. I guess we both named our sons after ourselves."

"While Calvin was at my future home," the local Marty added, "I decided to purchase a sports almanac, because I didn't think any harm in making a few bets. Doc did not approve of my idea, however, and Old Biff got his hands on the almanac."

"Well, it looks like that part remained the same," the visiting Marty commented. "So I'm guessing the Biff brought the almanac back to his younger self in 1955?"

"That is correct," replied Calvin. "Fortunately, I found the top of Biff's cane - and the bag that the almanac came in, when we were still in 2015. I would have really hated to see what 1985 would've been like, if Biff was rich."

"Wow, you guys are so lucky!" gasped the visiting Marty. "I actually got to see what 1985 was like, with Biff being rich and powerful. It was not very pretty."

"Oh, what happened?" asked the local Marty. "What was Hill Valley like? I'm guessing that it was a real horrible place to be."

"Simply put, Hill Valley was Hell Valley," replied the visiting Marty. "Biff actually killed my father, just so that he could marry my mother. Basically, he abused my mother - and my other self was sent to a boarding school in Switzerland."

"Whoa, this is heavy," breathed the local Marty. "So, where did Biff and Mom live?"

"The courthouse was converted to Biff's Pleasure Paradise," explained the visiting Marty, "and it was thirty stories high. My mother lived on the 27th floor. The place was filled with bikers and bums. Red wasn't the only bum around. After I entered what I thought was my home, I was chased out out the house by the father of an African-American family. That reality was a horrible place to be."

"I was also committed in that world," added the visiting Doc. "Furthermore, Richard Nixon was still the US president in the year 1983 - and we were still at war with Viet Nam. I'm not sure if Nixon was still the president in 1985."

"I'm so glad we went straight back to 1955, then," Calvin said, shaking his head. "It does sound like a very nightmarish world, you know."

"Basically, we chased Biff around town," the local Marty explained, "and then we were able to grab the almanac away from him. So we burnt it right away. After we saw that everything was back to normal, we headed straight back to 1985."

"It didn't happen quite that way with us," commented the visiting Doc. "the lightning struck the DeLorean, and I was sent back to January first of 1885. I actually stayed there, while I tried to repair the DeLorean. I actually set myself up as a blacksmith, and I became pretty accustomed to that era."

"Maybe I should try living in the Old West for about a year or so," commented the local Doc. "That is my favourite era, after all."

"Doc!" gasped the local Marty and Calvin, simultaneously.

"I could always arrive at the same moment that I left," pointed out the local Doc.

"Hey, no offence, Emmett," commented Jessica, "but I'd rather live in the present. It may be nice to visit the Old West, but I'm not sure I can stand to live there."

"All right, then," the local Doc said, sighing. "I guess I'll scratch that idea then."

"After about eight months," the visiting Doc continued, "I finally wrote a letter to Marty, explaining to him where I was - and where I hid the DeLorean. I told him there might be risks to him coming back to 1885 to get me, so I decided that he should just return to 1985."

"However, I found out that Doc was shot by this Buford Tannen," explained Marty. "I really could not let die such a horrible death, so I came back to 1885 to prevent that terrible tragedy from taking place. However, I ripped the fuel line - so I was stuck in 1955 for a week. So we needed to hijack a train in order to push the DeLorean to 88 miles per hour. It was such a scary experience."

"Basically, as I was trying to figure out a way for us to head back home," the visiting Doc explained, "Clara was screaming for help. After we saved her, we fell in love. It came as a real surprise for me. We were able to send Marty back to 1985, but I was left behind. So Clara and I married, and we lived there for eight years - and we had Jules and Verne in those years."

"Wow!" gasped the local Doc. "You must be eight or nine years older than me."

"Yeah, something like that," replied the visiting Doc. "I stopped keeping track of my age a long time ago, though. It's no longer important to me."

"So, are you guys going to be sticking around for awhile?" Jessica asked, smiling.

"Maybe for a little while," replied the visiting Doc. "I must say that it is rather nice to see this garage, again. Even though we have a nice house, now - I have quite a few really fond memories of this place."

"Jessica and I are thinking of moving into a house, soon," commented the local Doc. "We would like to marry early next year. We would love to have kids together."

"Hey, before we go," commented the visiting Doc, "why don't we take some pictures of us. First, let's have Calvin and the two Martys pose together."

Calvin and the two Martys all smiled at each other, as they stepped in front of the amplifier. Calvin stood in the middle, as he put his arms around each Marty. They flashed their lopsided smiles, as the visiting Doc took their picture.

A few more pictures were taken, then the local Doc went to develop the film. They all had some tuna fish sandwiches, before the visitors decided to leave.

oooooooooo

"So, Doc," Marty asked, "where are we going to head to next? I have to say that it was rather interesting to see this world. Sometimes, I wish I had a twin."

"Let's head over to Dimension #EJ56 next," Doc suggested. "I am really curious of what that place holds. After we head back home, though - I'll be sure to explain to Clara everything we found out about Jessica."

"I still remember that week back in 1968," Marty commented, "when my future son and I pretended to be twins. That was pretty fun, you know."

"Well, Marty, are you ready to head into the next dimension, now?" Doc asked.

"I'm ready when you are," Marty said, smiling.

With that, Doc began to accelerate the DeLorean - until it reached 88 miles per hour.

November 26, 1986
4:00 PM PST
Newlyweds Universe

"So what's first on the plan, Doc," Marty asked, with curiosity. "At least everything in this park looks fine, but how can we be sure that the rest of Hill Valley is safe?"

"First off, it's best to see what the Courthouse Square looks like," replied Doc. "After off, we want to make sure that we're not back in Hell Valley. If things there look fine and dandy, then we're probably okay. After we do that, we should then swing by my old garage - in case my other self happens to still live there. Then we could check to see if the house that our family currently calls our home looks lived in."

"I must say that I find myself wishing that I had a twin," Marty said, sighing. "I mean, Calvin seemed so concerned for me - when he thought I was my counterpart. I must admit that I feel cheated. Having a twin sounds really awesome."

"Yeah, he seemed like such a nice guy," Doc commented, smiling. "I mean, there are times when I've wondered what it might be like if I had a twin. For instance, would he be just like me - or would he maybe not be quite as smart. Would we be best friends, or might we end up being worst enemies?"

"I think most twins do end up being best friends," Marty suggested. "I know there is the famous Bible story about how Jacob and Esau were at strife with each other, for many years. Then again, there were fraternal twins, from my understanding."

"Most twins to seem to have this special bond," Doc observed. "However, it might be possible for there to be identical twins that really don't get along. Anyway, I'm really certain that there are some major drawbacks that can come with having a twin. First off, there's the fact that it can be annoying to be compared to your twin constantly."

"I guess I haven't thought of that," Marty said, sighing. "I was just thinking of the special bond that Calvin seemed to have with my counterpart."

"Anyway," Doc said, looking around, "everything here looks fine. That clock is still frozen at 10:04. Now off to check my garage. We'll see what this world holds."

oooooooooo

"I really do enjoy your cooking, Clara," the local Marty commented, as he was about to set the table for three. "It's been awhile since I had real mashed potatoes, instead of this instant stuff. I really do not want to slam my mother's cooking, but she seems to rely on instant a little too much."

"Thanks, Marty," Clara said, smiling. "It might take a lot longer to cook things from scratch, but I have noticed that things usually taste much better that way. In a few ways, I prefer to be old fashioned."

Suddenly, baby Jules starting crying. Marty adored Jules a lot, but he couldn't help but wonder if there could be some repercussions that could result from two people who happened to be from two different time periods having offspring. He figured it was better to shrug that idea off. After all, he was happy for his friend. Also, Clara was a human being - like everyone else. It's not like she was a different species.

"I'll go get him," offered Doc. "I guess it's time for him to have his supper, too. Hey, Marty, why don't you prepare a bottle for Jules?"

"It is amazing to think that we actually have a family, now," Clara said, smiling. "You know, there are plenty of great things about this era. I should admit, however, that I miss some things from the last century. It is very nice that we have more equality in this era - but some of the people in this day and age seem brash."

"I understand what you mean, honey" replied Doc. "In some ways, I really miss the Old West myself - even though I only lived there for eight months. It is nice to have the technology of this era, though. I also would've missed Marty a lot."

"I think this is wonderful, guys," Marty commented, as he started to prepare Jules' bottle. "You both have a very wonderful baby. I can hardly believe that it's been a little over a year now. I'm so happy for you both."

Suddenly, the door bell rang. Marty wondered if it was maybe his girlfriend.

"I'll go get the door," Marty offered. As he headed for the door, though, he was quite shocked by what he saw. He saw another Doc, as well as somebody else who looked like himself. Marty suddenly fell to the ground.

"Are you okay, Marty?" the local Doc asked, as he ran up. After he saw who was at the door, he gasped, "Great Scott! Are you two from the future? So what brings you guys over here? We were just about to have supper."

"Why are you dressed just like me?" the local Marty asked his counterpart. "Did you guys come back here to warn us about something?"

"Actually," the visiting Doc replied, slowly, "we're not your future selves or your past selves. We're here from an alternate reality. I mean, it's alternate to you guys."

"How could that be possible?" asked Clara. "Why did you guys come over here? How could you have come from an alternate reality?"

"We became very curious," explained the visiting Doc. "I recently installed a device on our DeLorean that allows us to travel between dimensions, as well as being able to travel through time. Clara is my wife in my reality, too."

"I have often postulated about the possibility of parallel universes," commented the local Doc. "Let me go grab the baby, and then we can talk."

"I must admit that this is so fascinating," commented Clara. "I wonder what we may have done, to create this divergent timeline that you guys came from. Now I'm a bit worried that we might have done something to create a paradox."

"It's really not anything you guys have done," the visiting Doc explained. "Actually, ihis is different from the divergent timelines that can be created by time travel. I'm not quite sure of how parallel universes are formed - but, apparently, you all made different dicisions than we have, and that's why we have this world."

"This is our son, Jules," the local Doc said, as he returned with the baby. "He was born a little over two months ago. Do you and your Clara have children, too?"

"Yeah, we do," the visiting Doc replied, stunned. "We have three children. Jules is our oldest child, then we have Verne. Our youngest, Haven, was born last month."

"How could you have three children?" the local Doc asked, stunned. "Did you end up creating the time machine and heading back to the Old West earlier? After all, it was only thirteen months ago that I completed the DeLorean time machine."

"That was the case with us, too," replied the visiting Doc. "However, I was in the Old West for nearly nine years. Clara and I actually married within those years - and we had Jules and Verne in those years, too."

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "How could you have done that? Weren't you at least a little worried that you might create a paradox? I mean, what if those children grew up to become notable? That could be risky."

"I was worried," the visiting Doc said, sighing. "Actually, Jules came to us as a great surprise. Clara and I were not expecting to have him. It was around that time that I decided to start working on the time train. I knew, sooner or later, it would be really crucial to move our family back to the 20th Century."

"Would you like to have dinner with us?" asked Clara. "We have enough food to go around, and it is interesting to meet the two of you."

"Thank you," the visiting Doc replied. "We would love to eat dinner with you. It does seems surreal to see Jules as a little baby. It looks like your Jules is a little older than our Haven is. Believe it or not, our Haven was born on November 12 of last month - right at 10:04 PM."

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "It must feel amazing to have that honour. I wonder what Haven might think of it, when she gets a little older."

"Actually, we got to see her when she was older," the visiting Doc said, smiling. "She seemed proud to have a really special birthday. She came back in time, because she wanted to see herself as a baby."

"So, were they able to make it back to 1985 with you on the DeLorean?" the visiting Marty asked his counterpart.

"Yeah, they were," the local Marty replied. "I mean, I was able to convince Doc to bring Clara back to 1985 with us."

"Well, you're lucky, then," replied the visiting Marty. "I mean, you actually had a chance to watch Doc and Clara start their family. I feel gypped, as I missed out being able to witness an important event in Doc's life."

"We can discuss this later," suggested the local Doc. "Why don't we all get ready to have dinner, now. I don't know about you, but I'm hungry."

November 26, 1986
4:45 PM PST
Newlyweds Universe

"These chicken and potatoes are wonderful," commented the visiting Marty.

"Thank you, Marty Two," replied Clara. "I must say that I'm stilled a bit stunned that there are two of you, and two of Emmett. If we ended up with another son, we were planning to name him Verne. I am also very partial towards the name Haven."

"Yeah, it's a lovely name," the visiting Marty commented. Turning to his counterpart, he asked, "So how were you able to convince Doc to bring Clara back to 1985 with you guys? I mean, I suggested that idea, too - and our Doc shot that idea down."

"Well, I explained to him that Clara didn't really belong in 1885, either," the local Marty replied, "as she was supposed to fall into Clayton Ravine."

"As soon as he mentioned that," the local Doc added, "I knew that he was right. The thing is, I thought the right thing to do would be to leave Clara. I guess that's would be about how much my heart overruled my brain."

"Jesus Christ, Doc!" the visiting Marty gasped. "I wish I had thought to mention that to him. I guess your Marty is a little smarter than I am."

"Well, I couldn't stand to lose Doc again," the local Marty said, shrugging. "I mean, I still remember how I burst out crying, when Doc tore out the letter I wrote in 1955."

"Whoa, that didn't happen with me!" the visiting Marty said, stunned. "I mean, I felt like crying - but I felt really desperate when he tore up that letter, that I just yelled out to Doc that I would tell him straight out. The tears really didn't come until I saw him get shot again in the parking lot of Lone Pine Mall."

"Yeah, I started crying again then, too," the local Marty replied. "I guess you and I just reacted different, after Doc tore up the letter."

"I can still remember how shocked I was," the local Doc added, "when Marty started crying. It was then that I actually realized how just badly Marty felt about needing to warn me of my future, and I realized that I had to let Marty tell me."

"I can still remember how hesitant Marty was," the visiting Doc explained, "when I told him that he was pressed for time. I actually found the pieces to that letter the next day, and then I realized that I maybe should read it after all."

"So you made a deal with a group of Libyan terrorists, too?" Clara asked the visiting Doc. "I was a little shocked, when Emmett had told me about that."

"It was the only way to obtain plutonium," the visiting Doc replied, shrugging. "You know what they say about how hindsight is always 20/20? Looking back, I realized that I maybe should have tried to find some safer route."

"Well, what's done is done," commented the local Doc. Turning to the visiting Marty, he asked, "So did my counterpart bring you and Jennifer to 2015 the next day?"

"Yeah, he did," the visiting Marty replied. "I was admiring my new truck, and Jennifer had stopped by. We were just about to kiss, when Doc stopped by - telling me that I had to 'come back to the future' with him, and that I should bring Jennifer along."

"That was what happened with me, too," the local Marty added, nodding. "I was a bit shocked that Doc actually came by in broad daylight, to grab Jennifer and me."

"Looking back," the visiting Doc replied, blushing, "it wasn't the smartest decision to make. I should have let Marty have some time to relax first. I guess I was a bit of a novice at the time, though. The times sure have changed, though."

"So you spent nearly nine years living in the Old West," the local Doc asked. "There are times when I really miss living in that era - but, on the other hand, I believe it's better for us to raise our family in this era. Even if the space-time continuum wasn't as risk of being jeopordized, there are more health benefits in this era."

"Right," the visiting Doc agreed. "In fact, that was part of why we decided to move back to 1985. Then, of course, there was also the fact that I really missed Marty."

"Aw, that's so sweet," the visiting Marty gushed. "I really missed you, when I thought that you were planning on staying in the Old West with your family."

"I have one question, though," the local Marty commented. "How were you able to explain to everyone in 1985 how you suddenly had a wife and children?"

"Well, that's where Sabrina Palmer comes in," the visiting Doc replied.

"She used a bit of magic?" the local Marty asked. "What did she do?"

"Actually, it is a long explanation," replied the visiting Doc. "She was able to use her magick to alter time a little bit - so that, as Clara was about to fall of the ravine, she ended up landing in the year 1977. So, Jules and Verne ended up having two sets of memories of growing up in two different eras."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" breathed the local Marty. "This must be even more difficult than how I have two sets of memories of growing up with two different families."

"Anyway, I have a few questions to ask you," commented the visiting Marty. "I'm wondering if you, more or less, had basicallythe same adventures as we had. For instance, did you end up running away from Griff and his gang on a hoverboard - which resulted in Griff and his gang getting arrested? Also, did you end up buying some sports almanac - which Doc took it away from you?"

"Right," replied the local Marty. "Old Biff then took the almanac beck to 1955, which he gave to his younger self. After we headed back to 1985, we quickly realized that Biff was very rich and corrupt. He killed my father, and married my mother."

"I also ended up being committed in that world," the local Doc explained. "So Marty ended up asking Biff how he received the almanac, and Biff nearly shot him. It was then that we decided to head back to 1955, to grab the almanac away from Biff."

"That was the same thing that happened with us," the visiting Doc replied. "As Marty was burning the almanac, the DeLorean got struck by lightning - which stranded me in the year 1885, and Marty in the year 1955. I stayed in that year for eight months before I finally decided to have a letter delivered to Marty."

"Did you tell him not to go back to 1885 to get you?" the local Doc asked.

"Yeah, I did," replied the visiting Doc, "but he decided that he would come back to get me anyway. I would have gotton shot by Buford Tannen, otherwise."

"Anyway," Clara said, as she stood up, "are you guys ready for dessert? I made some apple strudel earlier today, and I have some ice cream to go with it."

"Yeah, that would be great, Clara," the visiting Marty gushed. "You always make real lovely bakery goods. I mean, your counterpart does - so I'm sure you do, too."

"You know, Marty Two," commented the local Marty, "it's hard to think that, before October 26 of 1985, our lives were identical in the old timeline."

"Oh, yeah, you are right!" the visiting Marty gasped. "Even in the improved timelines, I think our lives were basically the same. It does seems as though Doc's involvement in the Old West didn't have too much affect on the time."

"It is rather amazing," the visiting Doc said, "all things considered. Perhaps, had we chosen to remain in that era, then things might have changed dramatically. We had to really cut back on our trips to the future, because our future offspring did visit us quite a few times - and that can really change our outlook on the future."

Suddenly, Jules began to crying again. Clara stood up, and she went to attend to her son. The visiting Marty wondered if this Jules may grow up to be like the other Jules.

"Did you have the problem, too," the visiting Marty asked his counterpart, "with being called a 'chicken' or some other similar name?"

"Yeah, I did," replied the local Marty, nodding. "I remember how Seamus mentioned how his brother, who had the same name as me, was stabbed in a saloon. It is very uncanny to think of how much I had in common with my namesake. It's really scary to think of what my future would've been like, if I did choose to race Needles."

"Hey, Clara," the visiting Marty asked, as Clara walked back in the room. "Could I hold Jules for a little while? He looks like such an adorable baby."

"You certainly can," Clara said, smiling - as she handed Jules to Marty. "You can hold Jules, while I serve up the apple strudel and ice cream."

"It's quite strange to think that we have a baby in the home again," commented the visiting Doc. "I mean, Jules and Verne are now eight and six years old."

The visiting Marty smiled to himself, as he began to rock Jules back and forth.

November 26, 1986
5:15 PM PST
Newlyweds Universe

"Can I hold Jules for a little while?" asked the visiting Doc. "It's so strange to think of Jules as a baby. Of course, when he was a baby, we were still in the Old West."

"Yeah, here you go, Doc," the visiting Marty replied, as he handed Jules over to his older friend. Turning to the local Doc, Marty then asked, "When Jules gets older, do you have plans to explain to him about the time machine? Also, how many children do you plan to have? I must say that Jules is so adorable!"

"Thank you," the local Doc replied. "We plan to have as many children as we can. As for letting my children know about the time machine, we'll probably wait until they're old enough to be able to keep a secret. After all, we really can't have them telling all their friends about the time machine. That would be way too risky."

"Right, Doc," the visiting Marty replied. "That could indeed be very risky."

Just then, the doorbell rang. Clara went to answer the door, while the visiting Marty was a little nervous about who could be there. He didn't belong here, after all.

"Oh, hello, Jennifer!" gushed Clara. "Why don't you head in. I met let you know that we do have some unexpected visitors. We have another Marty and another Emmett here. They said that they came here from an alternate reality."

"How could that happen?" Jennifer asked, as she walked into the kitchen. As soon as she saw two Martys and two Docs, her eyes went wide.

"Hello, Jennifer," the local Marty gushed, as he went to hug his girlfriend. "I'm the Marty that you know. Apparently, my counterpart had some different experiences from me. If I'm not mistaken, I'm quite sure he's still dating your counterpart."

"But how could this have happened?" Jennifer asked, confused. "Is this something that we have to worry about? Could this possibly result in some sort of paradox?"

"Don't worry, Jennifer," the local Doc commented. "According to my counterpart, this has nothing to do with anything we've done. There are, apparently, plenty of parallel universes where our lives are a little different."

"This is heavy," gasped Jennifer. "So, uh, Doc 2, how were you able to find a way to travel between different dimensions. To me, this sounds very fascinating."

"I picked up a computer device from the future," the visiting Doc explained, "and, for some unexplainable reason, this device allows one to travel between dimensions - as well as through time. The original plan was to find a way that would allow us to travel to other locations, besides just within Hill Valley."

"So, how many different dimensions have you travelled to so far?" Jennifer asked.

The visiting Marty turned towards Doc, wondering if he should explain about his trip into the Family Ties Universe. Their counterparts may have difficulty believing this.

"I guess we can tell you," the visiting Doc said, sighing. "The first time Marty tried to travel to another location, he ended up in the universe of the Family Ties sitcom."

The local Marty and Jennifer stared at each other, stunned. After a few seconds, the two of them burst out laughing hysterically.

"Oh, come on now," the local Marty protested, through laughter. "You're bullshitting me! There's no way you could have ended up in Family Ties! It's a fictional show!"

"You know, I couldn't believe it at first, either," the visiting Marty said, quietly. "You see, I was trying to check out Roanoke Island - and then, as I reached civilization, people were calling me Alex Keaton. Before I knew it, I actually reached the house where the Keatons lived. After I saw that Steven and Elyse Keaton were outside, I went into a state of shock. It was unbelievable."

"But how can that be possible?" the local Marty asked, stunned. "I mean, that show is supposed to be fictional! Besides, what does that show even have to do with Roanoke Island? Ohio isn't anywhere near Roanoke Island."

"I accidentally pressed a button," the visiting Marty said, blushing. "It was a button that takes one to random universes. I don't know why I ended up in Family Ties. I was so stunned. Fortunately, Alex was able to help me return home."

"Well, he was always smart," the local Marty commented. "Perhaps, he's almost as smart as Doc. So, how did you and Alex get along? How long did you stay?"

"I stayed there for a week," the visiting Marty replied. "There almost seems to be a rule somewhere that, whenever I am stuck through space or time, I always end up being stuck there for a week. Anyway, Alex and I got along great. We did disagree on quite a few things, but we also had other stuff in common."

"That's always what I thought," the local Marty added. "He is someone you can't help but love. He is a very good-hearted person, even if he is sometimes a bit naive."

"I wonder if the Taxi Universes exists somewhere, too," commented the visiting Doc. "Quite a few have commented that I look a little like Christopher Lloyd."

"I was a little like Reverend Jim Ignatowski back in the '60s," commented the local Doc. "My hairstyle is considerably different, however. I never had brown hair."

"Well, anyway," the local Marty replied, "I still have a really hard time believing that this happened. I mean, since when are sitcoms ever all that realistic? Take a look at Andy, for instance. How could he have suddenly aged so fast?"

"Well, you can't really take the sitcom at face value," the visiting Doc explained. "I myself have noticed continuity problems with the sitcom. You really have to ignore that stuff, and just assume that everything happened logically in that universe."

"As far Andy's age goes," added the local Doc, "perhaps there are several universes of Family Ties, where Andy is of different ages. Anyway, I have often postulated this idea that there may be parallel universes for fictional stories."

"I was really surprised to discover that Marty saw it in action," the visiting Doc said.

"I must say that this is a lot to take in," said Jennifer, as she put her arm around the local Marty. "I don't know if I'll be able to watch Family Ties the same way again."

"I haven't since," commented the visiting Marty. "It's hard for me to think of Alex P Keaton as being just a fictional character. Sometimes, I even find that I really miss him. He's been such a good friend to me all week."

"Hey, before Marty and I head out tonight," suggested Jennifer, "why don't we take a few pictures of you guys?" Turning to the visiting Marty she asked, "So you're dating my counterpart, is that correct?"

"Yeah, that's right," the visiting Marty replied. "We maybe should have invited your counterpart along, but the DeLorean really only seats two people - and Doc did not add the destination locator to our station wagon, yet."

"Well, maybe our Doc can install the destination locator sometime," the local Marty suggested, "and then we can come and visit you guys. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"I maybe will, one of these days," the local Doc said, smiling. "Well, I guess we can take a few photos now, and then you guys can be on your way."

The two Martys looked at each other and smiled. They then stood by the window, put their arms around each other, and smiled their identical lopsided smiles - as Jennifer grabbed her camera and took a picture of them.

oooooooooo

"So, Doc," Marty asked, "are we going to head home, now? I must say that it is very interesting to see how my life could've been different."

"Yeah, I'm getting rather tired, now," Doc replied. "I'm also very stuffed. We really ate quite a lot, between the two realities we visited. Anyway, we could always visit more realities another time. I also want to talk to Clara about Jessica."

"I want to spend some time with Jennifer tonight, too," Marty commented. "I must say, though, I wish I tried a little bit harder to convince you to bring Clara back to 1985 with us. Well, I guess it's better to just accept things the way they are."

"That's right, Marty" Doc replied. "Well, let's head back to 12:30 PM. That way, it will be like we have never been gone. I could also really go for a nap right now."

"I should maybe take a little nap this afternoon, too," Marty said, smiling. "I mean, I really don't want to be too tired for my date with Jennifer tonight."

"Let's stop by my place first, though," Doc suggested. "That way, we can explain to Clara about Jessica - and explain that Jessica is a decendant of her sister, Greta."

"I must admit that I really find that information to be fascinating, too," Marty replied.

With that, Doc began to accelerate the DeLorean - until it reached 88 miles per hour.

November 26, 1986
12:30 PM PST
Haven Universe

"Well, we're finally home now," Doc told Marty. "Let's head right over to our place, and we can check how Clara and the kids are doing. I think Clara will want to hear about Jessica. I think she will be very fascinated with the new. How about you?"

"Do you think you may ever tell Jessica about your time machine?" Marty asked. "I think she really may like to hear about how she is related to Clara. I never noticed the family similarities before, even though I knew they were both pretty tall."

"That I don't know," Doc said, sighing. "The only other ones besides, you, Jennifer, and my family to know about the time machine - is Sabrina. Anyway, I really must admit that I got real nervous around Jessica - when I first met her. Now that we've discovered that another me has a romantic interest in Jessica, I'm confused."

"I see what you mean," Marty said, softly. "I still do remember how the relationship between Clara and Jessica was somewhat combative. Although, they seemed to get along fine after awhile. I guess Jessica was a little jealous of Clara."

"Anyway," Doc said, sighing, "we can discuss this more, after we get home. I think I will need to take a little nap, as well. I feel a little bit exhausted."

"Yeah, me too," Marty replied. "Well, perhaps Jennifer has a dentist appointment in our universe, too. After we talk to Clara, I need to grab some shut-eye, too. On the plus side, at least I didn't make any plans to practice with my band today."

"Clara might have taken the boys to the park," Doc suggested. "In that case, you can feel free to take a little nap in the guest room. I'll have to tell her that I'm so stuffed, though. You know, I think I ate a little too much."

Marty stretched his arms, as he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes. He felt very thankful that he, at least, was still dating Jennifer in both realities.

oooooooooo

"Hey, Mommy! Mommy!" called out Verne. "Can we have some ice cream, now? We are both really hungry, and we did eat all of our lunches."

"Yeah, Mom," added Jules, "I'm really hungry for some chip and mint ice cream. You know, Mom, you make really nice chicken sandwiches. I ate three of them."

"Well, you sure have a really hearty appetite," Clara said, indulgently. "Anyway, why don't you just wait until Daddy returns? In the meantime, how would you boys like to watch a movie? We can watch Mind Warped! I know you really love that movie!"

"Yes, please!" Verne replied, excitedly. "I really love watching that movie a lot. So is that the movie that Marty played the lead role in?"

"That's not Marty, honey," Clara corrected her son. "That's Michael J Fox. He does look a lot like Marty, but he is someone different. In fact, I don't think Marty even met Michael J Fox. So, you do want to watch that movie?"

"Yes, please," Verne replied. "That's one of my favourite movies. I love how Brent finds himself in another dimension, and he is so confused about what's going on."

"Yeah, it's so awesome!" added Jules. "I sometimes wonder what it would be like, if I woke up in a different dimension. I want to watch that movie, too."

"All right, boys" Clara said, smiling. She reached for the movie, and she plopped it into the VCR. She was amazed by how much changed within the last century. "You boys can have some ice cream after Daddy gets home. I promise."

"When is Daddy getting home?" Verne asked. "Is Marty coming over today, too?"

"You daddy should be back very shorty, honey," Clara replied. "As for Marty, he did mention that he was planning to come today - so he might be here a little later."

After Clara reached for the remote control and turned the TV on, she smiled at her two sons. There was one thing she was certain of - she loved her family a lot.

oooooooooo

"Home again! Home again!" Doc sang out, as he was driving the DeLorean into the garage. "I could see Jules and Verne peeking out from the living room window. The boys must be very happy to see me. It does feel good to be home."

"All right, Doc," Marty replied, smiling. "That must mean Clara is home, too."

"Hey, Daddy! Daddy!" Verne called out, as he and Jules ran into the garage. "It's so nice to see you again! Mommy said that we can have some ice cream, after you get home. Do you want some ice cream, too? I love chip and mint!"

"Daddy is stuffed now," Doc replied, as he put one arm around Verne, and the other arm around Jules. "So, have the two of you been good little boys today?"

"We certainly have," Verne said, smiling. "We're watching Mind Warped. That's such a great movie!" Then, turning to Marty, Verne asked, "Hey, Marty, do you ever wish that you were Michael J Fox? He looks a lot like you, and he's a good actor."

"Well, I admire Michael," Marty replied, as he hugged Verne. "I can't honestly say that I wish I was him, though. To me, music is more my thing than acting is."

"Do you think you might ever become as famous as Michael J Fox?" asked Verne.

"Well, I do hope to become a famous rock star, someday," Marty replied. "Actually, it looks like I will become a famous rock star. However, I'm not sure if I'll ever become more famous than Michael. Maybe, one day, I could actually write a theme song for a movie that Michael can star in. Wouldn't that be nice? I would love that a lot."

"Hello, honey," Clara said, she walked outside. "It's so great that you're home. Why don't the two of you come in." Turning to the boys, she asked, "Would you two mind starting the movie over, so that Dad and I can watch it with you guys?"

Before the boys could answer, there was crying coming from inside the house.

"That must be Haven," Clara said, sighing. "She must be really hungry, now. I'll fix up some lunch for her - so, Emmett, why don't you go tend to Haven?"

"That's not a problem at all," Doc replied, as everyone stepped back into the house.

"After I fix up Haven's lunch," Clara told the boys, "then I'll scoop up some ice cream for the two of you. Just head back into the living room and wait for us, okay?"

"Haven must've realized we just came back, too," Marty commented to Doc. "I guess she can't wait to see you, either. She must be a bit of a handful for you, eh?"

"Well, she can be - but..." Doc and Marty stopped dead, as they opened up the door to Haven's bedroom. The room looked different, and Haven looked a lot bigger! She looked as if she could pass for being one year older. "Great Scott!" gasped Doc.

"Doc," Marty said, quietly. "I have a feeling we're not at home, yet. There is no way Haven could have gotten this big so fast. I think something went wrong here!"

"I don't know what, though," Doc said, stunned. "At least, Jules and Verne appear to be about the same age - but Haven appears to be one year older."

"Is everything okay in here?" Clara asked, as she stepped into the bedroom. "What just happened, guys? Emmett, I heard you shouting! Is there something the matter with Haven?" After taking a close look at Haven, Clara added, "You know, she looks fine to me! I think she's just hungry, that's all!"

"Well, it's not really Haven," Doc staid, nervously. "It's just that we..."

"Clara, I'm back!" called out another voice, who sounded just like Doc. "Where are you guys? The boys are looking at me funny, as if something is wrong with me."

"Goodness gracious!" gasped Clara. "How can there be two of you, Emmett? Did you have some sort of accident with the time machine? What's going on here?"

The visiting Doc and Marty followed Clara to the bedroom, and the two Docs stared at each other. Marty went to steady the visiting Doc, while Jules and Verne went to steady the other Doc. Clara just glanced between each Doc, as she was stunned.

"Great Scott!" both Docs suddenly gasped, in unison.

"All right, everyone," Marty called out, as he tried to take charge of the situation. "All of you, just try to relax. I think I can explain what's going on here."

"How can you be here?" the local Doc asked his counterpart. "This doesn't make any sense. Would you happen to be from the future, by any chance?"

Just then the doorbell rang. Clara went to answer the door, and she gasped, "Marty?"

"What's wrong, Clara?" the local Marty asked. As he stepped into the living room, he gasped, "Why is there another me here? And why are there two Doc?"

"Well, everyone," Clara said, sighing, "I guess Mind Warped will have to wait."

November 26, 1986
12:50 PM PST
Haven Universe

"I'm sorry about this, everyone," the visiting Doc said, blushing. "I really thought we were back in our own dimension. We were not meaning to cause any trouble. Where we came from, Jules and Verne are both the same age - but Haven isn't."

"We did take a trip through a couple of dimensions," the visiting Marty added. "I have no idea what happened to the destination locator. It must be on the fritz. I was pretty sure that we set the destination locator to bring us back home."

"I guess I won't blame you," the visiting Doc said, sighing, "if you don't believe me. I am telling the truth, though. I could even show you the destination locator. You could maybe even help us find out what's wrong with it."

"I believe you," the local Doc said, softly. "Why don't we head out and take a look at your DeLorean, and we can try to find out what the problem is." Turning towards the visiting Marty, he asked, "So, Marty, would you like to watch Mind Warped with Clara and the boys? So far, it has to be one of my absolute favourite movies."

"Actually, what I really could use right now is a good nap," the visiting Marty replied, sighing. "I guess going home would be out of the question, for obvious reasons."

"You can sleep in my bed," the local Marty offered. "If the dimension you came from is like mine, then you would know where I live, and where my bedroom is. That way you could have a good rest, because it'll be just like you're home."

"Is that okay with you, Doc?" the visiting Marty asked. "I am feeling very tired. After all, we did spend quite a few hours within the last two dimensions we visited."

"I guess I don't see any real problem with it," the visiting Doc replied. "Try to come back here for supper, though, okay? Be back here at around 5:30. I will give you a call at around five or so. I hope we won't have to spend the night here."

"I will, Doc," the visiting Marty replied. Turning to his counterpart, he added, "Thank you so much for letting me use your bed. I guess we could talk a little later."

"That's no problem," the local Marty replied, as he hugged his counterpart. "It is still rather shocking to have some visitors here, but I must say this is very cool. Have a good rest, Marty. We'll talk to you a little bit later. It is really nice to meet you."

"Thank you," the visiting Marty replied, as he left the house. Fortunately, his house wasn't too far away from the Browns. He felt like he was about to collapse.

oooooooooo

"So where do you come from, anyway?" the local Marty asked the visiting Doc. "You said that the two of you came here from an alternate reality? I think that's cool. I do wonder how much my counterpart and I have in common."

"So you said Haven's a different age, where you came from?" Clara asked, stunned.

"Yeah, where we came from," the visiting Doc replied, "Haven was born just a couple weeks ago. He was born at 10:04 PM on November twelfth, believe it or not."

"That's the very same day that our Haven was born," Clara gasped. "It's just that our Haven was born on that date last year. Your counterpart and I conceived her back in 1893, and she was born shortly after we returned to the year 1985."

"It was in early February of 1986 that we conceived Haven," the visiting Doc said. "It seems like a strange coincidence that both of our Havens were born at the particular time on November twelfth. I once suggested to Marty that the point in time inherently contained some sort of cosmic significance, almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum. Maybe that really is true."

"This really is heavy," breathed Marty. "It appears that the only difference between our dimensions that Haven was born exactly a year later in your dimension."

"Yeah, presumably so," replied the visiting Doc. "Although, I really don't know what all time travel adventures you have been on. It appears, though, that we may have had the same adventures during that fateful weekend of October last year."

"Well, I was in 1955 for a week," Marty explained, "trying to get my parents to fall in love, so that I wouldn't be erased from existence. After I returned to 1985, Doc took Jennifer and I to 2015. After we returned to 1985, it turned out Biff brought the book to his younger self in 1955. So we had to return to 1955 - and Doc wound up back in 1885, after the DeLorean was struck by lightning. So that's it, in a nutshell."

"This is the same, then," the visiting Doc replied, smiling. "Somehow, fate must have caused my counterpart to conceive Haven one year earlier. In actuality, it was about 103 years earlier - but you know what I mean."

"Right, I must think fourth dimensionally," Marty said, smiling. "Well, I suppose the little ones would like to watch Mind Warped, soon. I'll scoop up some ice cream for everyone. I do love watching movies that Michael J Fox acted in."

"Thank you very much, Marty," Clara replied, smiling. Turning to her husband, she asked, "Are you going to help your counterpart with his time machine for awhile?"

"Yeah, I will," the local Doc replied. "We should be back here in a couple of hours. In the meantime, just make sure the boys behave themselves. I love you, honey."

Marty went to scoop up three bowls of ice cream, as he began to think of how it was amazing that Haven was born exactly one year later in the other dimension. He also found it really fascinating to believe that there were alternate realities where he and Doc had slightly different experiences.

oooooooooo

It felt very surreal, as the visiting Marty stepped into the home of his counterpart. It looked just like the home that he came from. It was almost as if he was home.

"Hello, honey," called out Lorraine, as she hugged her son. "Jennifer just call several hours ago. She told me that she has to go see a dentist this afternoon, and she feels very bad about not letting you know earlier. She will see you tonight, though."

"Thank you, Mom," Marty replied, as he headed for his bedroom. If this was like the first alternate reality he visited, Jennifer's dentist appointment would be cancelled.

"Hey, Marty," called out George. "I just finished writing up a short story. I was sort of wondering if you would like to read it for me, and let me know what you think, before I send it in to be published. I decided to base the main character on you."

"I'll read it a little later, Dad," Marty replied, smiling. "I promise. Right now, though, I'm really dead tired - and I need to take a little nap. I'm not sure what it is. It may just be the weather. I really do enjoy reading all of your stories, though. My friends all really enjoy your novel, too. For now, though, I really do need some sleep."

"All right, honey," George replied, as he hugged Marty. "I guess there's no real hurry to send it in. In fact, I finished writing the story a little earlier than I expected. Some of my stories are a little easier to write than others, you know."

"By the way, Dad," Marty said, smiling, "I am so glad that Calvin Klein gave you the courage to get your stories published. I mean, if it wasn't for him, your life might be very different - and this world would really be missing out on a lot."

"I will never forget Calvin Klein," George said, dreamily. "I only knew him for about a week, but he really did change my life in a major way. I really wish he could have stayed longer. The boy was one very precious soul, you know."

"Well, you do have a very wonderful life, now," Marty replied, as he gave his father one more hug. "I really love you a lot, Dad. I'll talk to you later on this afternoon."

Marty immediately felt a little bit embarrassed at how he got so affectionate towards this man who wasn't even really his father. He knew he really needed his rest, then.

When Marty stepped into his bedroom, he was stunned by how much it looked just like his own. It was strange to think just how much like his counterpart he was. He was even tempted to read his counterpart's diary, but he resisted the urge.

He flipped on the radio behind him, hoping that it would help him to fall asleep. He took of his shoes and socks, undressed himself, put on his counterpart's pajamas, and he crawled into bed. It was strange to think that he really was not at home.

November 26, 1986
4:30 PM PST
Haven Universe

Marty awoke in a cold sweat. He just had a horrible dream that he was back in that Biffhorrific world, and he was trapped inside of Biff's Pleasure Paradise. He couldn't find his way outside of the building. It was as though he was trapped in a maze. He was just about to be shot by Biff, as he finally woke up.

Marty looked at the clock behind his bed, and he saw that it was 4:30 PM. As he was about to lie back down and try to get back to sleep, he suddenly had a very nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right. After three minutes, he finally realized that this wasn't really his home. He was stuck in a different dimension.

Marty finally decided that he may as well head back to Doc's place. He really hoped that both Docs had managed to figure out what was wrong with the time machine.

After Marty opened his bedroom door, he noticed the smell of pasta coming from the kitchen. Maybe his mother was preparing some stuffed shells. He was really tempted to stay here for dinner, but remembered the promise that he made to Doc.

"Hi, honey," Lorraine said, as Marty stepped into the kitchen. "Are you having dinner with us tonight? I'm preparing your favourite meal, stuffed shells."

"I would like to stay, Mom," Marty said, smiling, "but I promised Doc that I would eat dinner with them tonight. I'll eat dinner with you guys tomorrow night, though."

"You kids are growing up too fast for me," Lorraine said, sighing. "Well, enjoy dinner with Dr. Brown and his family, then. Be sure to tell them that I said 'hi'. I really miss the days, though, when you were a tiny boy. I guess it's just your dad and I, again."

"See you later, Mom," Marty said, as he hugged his mother. "I really love you!"

"I love you, too, honey," Lorraine replied, as Marty reached for his skateboard.

oooooooooo

"I really wonder how my counterpart is doing," Marty commented to Clara. "Anyway, Clara, what are you planning on making for supper, tonight? I am getting hungry. So are you going to need me to help in the kitchen?"

"I'm planning on making some chop suey," Clara replied. "You could set the table, if you would like to. I believe you should set the table for seven people. I could set up a place for little Haven, too. She could try a little chop suey with us, anyway."

"It looks like Einie wants to eat with us, too," Verne added, as Einstein was licking his hand. "Maybe he wants some chop suey, too. This is one of my favourite meals."

"It's not good for dogs to eat 'people' food," Clara commented. "We really don't want Einstein to become sick. Anyway, I hope your dad gets back here, soon."

"I'll get it," called out Marty, as he heard the doorbell rang. He nearly fainted, when he saw that it was his counterpart. "Did you have a good rest this afternoon?"

"No, not really," the visiting Marty replied, sighing. "I had a really terrible dream that I was back in the Biffhorrific world, and I was trying with all of my might to run away from Biff's Pleasure Paradise. I'm sure that you can relate."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," the local Marty replied. "It's been over a year since that event, but that events does still give me terrible nightmares."

"Hell, I was in Orwell's reality," the visiting Marty said, sighing, "and even that world doesn't bug me quite as much. It may possibly be because we actually defeated Big Brother from that world! For all we know, though, Biff still rules his world."

"Wait a minute!" gasped the local Marty. "You were actually in Orwell's world? Do you mean the dystopian world that was portrayed in George Orwell's 1984. So, how could you end up in that world? Was it due to another problem with the DeLorean?"

"Actually, we didn't go there in a DeLorean," the visiting Marty replied. "It was really the clock tower that brought us into that world. Somehow, the clock tower bacame a trans-dimensional conduit - and Doc from that world came seeking our help. Believe it or not, he was a Prole. He was even married, and had two kids of his own."

"Whoa, this is heavy," the local Marty breathed. "So what about me... and you?"

"We didn't exist in that world," the visiting Marty explained. "Our parents did, though - and they were both Outer Party members. Neither of them were married."

"Well, at least we didn't exist," the local Marty replied, with a small smile. "I wonder if Michael J Fox did, though. If so, I wonder what his life was like."

"He wouldn't be Michael J Fox, if he existed," the visiting Marty replied. "He may not even be Michael Andrew Fox, for that matter. At any rate, we should definitely be real grateful that we don't have to live in that world."

"You can say that again," the local Marty replied, shuddering.

"We're back guys," called out on the Docs, as they returned.

"So what did you find out, Doc?" the visiting Marty asked. "Were you two able to fix the destination locator? Will we be able to go back home after this?"

"I am so sorry," the local Doc said, apologetically, "but I really can't seem to figure out what went wrong. I never did get around to installing the destination locator, so probably only someone else with one of those can figure it out."

"Aw, shucks," the visiting Marty said, bummed. "Well, thanks anyway, I guess."

"Why don't you come join us for supper?" Clara asked. "Then you folks could be on your way. It'll at least be nice to be able to enjoy your company for awhile."

oooooooooo

"This is great chop suey, Clara," the visiting Marty replied, smiling.

"Thank you," Clara replied. Turning to the visiting Doc, she said, "It's quite unsettling to see just how much like my Emmett you are. I would guess that, up until about two years ago, your life was identical to that of my Emmett."

"Did you have Sabrina alter time," the visiting Marty asked, "after you guys moved back to 1985 - so that the two of you were married in the year 1977?"

"Yeah, we did," the local Doc replied. "Otherwise, people may be rather suspicious if I suddenly had a pregnant wife with two little boys. So we needed to enlist Sabrina's help. The only other option would have been to wait until 1993 to come back."

"I guess you and I had the same thought," the visiting Doc replied, smiling. "I guess some cosmic force has caused you to conceive Haven one year before we did."

"I suppose October 27 of last year was when the timelines diverged for us," the local Marty commented, smiling at his counterpart. "Until then, our lives were the same."

"It looks as if many things since then was the same," the visiting Marty replied. "For instance, we recorded the same songs with The Pinheads - and our father wrote the same stories since then. This reminds me, he finished up a new story - that he likes you to read, when you get a chance. The main character was inspired by you."

"Thank you," the local Marty replied, smiling. "It's fun to compare our lives like this."

"When we're done with our supper," the visiting Doc commented, "we can take a few pictures, and then Marty and I should move on - until we can find someone who may be able to help us return to our dimension. Thank you for supper, you guys."

"Well, I wish you guys good luck," the local Doc comment. "I wish I could be of more help to you. Anyway, it's been a real pleasure meeting you both."

"Same to you," the visiting Doc replied. "I once again apologize for the way that we startled you. It's just that I thought we really were home."

"It's understandable," the local Doc replied. "Have a save journey on your trip. I do hope, for your sake, that you do eventually make it back home."

oooooooooo

"So what are we going to do now, Doc?" Marty asked, sighing, as he stepped into the DeLorean. "I hope we won't be hopping through dimensions forever."

"You and I both," Doc said, sighing. "Well, I'll just keep punching in #EJ57 - and hope that we'll end up back home eventually. I'm getting rather tired, myself."

"Well, we may as well try not to lose all hope," Marty replied. "Anyway, it is quite fun getting to meet all of my counterparts - and being able to compare our lives. We can just try to look at the positive. After all, this could be a lot worse."

"Yeah, that's very true," Doc said, as he forced a smile. "I guess we'll see where we end up next. It will be nice if we end up in a world that we could recognize."

Marty smiled back, as Doc began to accelerate the DeLorean - until it reached 88 miles per hour.

November 26, 1986
6:00 PM PST
Parker Universe

"Where are we, now, Doc?" Marty asked, as the DeLorean broke the time batter.

"Before we go anywhere else," Doc replied, "we should check out my old garage, in case my counterpart may still live there. Of course, we'll be passing the clock tower on the way. If it's Biff's Pleasure Paradise, then we'll just leave right away."

"Out of all the realities that we visited," Marty commented, "that last one seems to be the most similar to ours. I guess the birth of Haven was the only major difference."

"I wonder if my counterpart met Clara in this reality," said Doc. "In a way, being in the presense of alternate versions of Clara is a little unsettling. I mean, in a sense, she is my wife - yet, in another sense, she really is not my wife."

"That how I felt," Marty replied, nodding, "when I met alternate versions of Jennifer."

"It is also a bit unsettling to see my children at different ages," Doc added. "I mean, in one of the realities that we visited, Jules was still a baby - and, in that last reality, Haven was one year older than she's supposed to be."

"If would be strange to think that one of my counterparts already has kids," mused Marty. "I mean, Jennifer and I are only eighteen years old. Although, one year ago from today, we did end up visiting the reality where I became my own father."

"Oh, yeah, that was exactly one year ago, wasn't it?" Doc asked, smiling. "Come to think of it, I wonder how my counterpart from that reality is doing."

"It's hard to really say," Marty said, smiling. "I wonder if Calvin ever did tell the rest of his family about his true identity, and how the rest of the family would take to it."

"There is a lot of stuff to consider, isn't there?" Doc asked. As Doc took a look at the clock tower, he commented, "Well, the clock tower looks normal, at least."

oooooooooo

"Are you girls going out with Marty and Zach tonight?" Doc asked Jennifer and Clara.

"Yeah, we're going to eat at Francesca's Italian Diner," replied Clara, smiling. "I can hardly believe that it's been over a year, since I moved into this century. Jennifer is really like a sister to me. She reminds me of my older sister, Juniper."

"Jessica should be coming over here, soon," Doc added. "Maybe, over the weekend, you could help us clean up the garage for several hours. Jessica and I have plans to move into a bigger house, as the two of us would like to marry soon."

"Sure, we can do that, Doc," Jennifer replied. "I am so happy for the two of you!"

"I am, too," Clara replied. "I really do like this era, a lot. So many things have really improved within the last hundred of years. I really enjoy the fact that we woman can wear pants, now. This does certainly provide us with a lot more freedom."

"I hardly ever see you wear dresses anymore," Jennifer pointed out. "I remember that you used to be nervous about wearing clothes that were designed for men."

"Yes, I really was," Clara said, laughing a little. "You know, I really do have to laugh whenever people comment how things were so great about a century ago. The thing is, things were not all great. We, as woman, didn't have as many rights - and we did not have that much legal protection against stuff like rape."

"You have a good point, Clara," said Jennifer. "It's still so hard to believe that you're my great-great-grandmother. You and I are the same age, and we look identical."

"I sometimes really miss Juniper," Clara said, with melancholy. "It's very sad how she committed suicide, after Martin was stabbed in the saloon. It is so much like a romance story that ended in such a terrible tragedy."

"I'm not a huge believer in reincarnation," Jennifer commented, "but I kinda wonder if Marty and I may be the reincarnations of Martin and Juniper."

"You know, Jennifer," Clara said, sighing, "that relationship between you and Marty really does remind me of the relationship between Juniper and Martin."

oooooooooo

"I guess you still live in your garage, Doc," Marty said, as Doc pulled in towards the garage that was next to the Burger King. "I guess that means that your counterpart didn't meet Clara. I wonder if he's with Jessica in this reality."

"It's hard to say," Doc replied. "Why don't you go knock on the door, as I don't want to startle my counterpart too much. Maybe he could help us to return home."

"I certainly hope so," Marty said, sighing, as he walked up to the garage door. He felt rather nervous, as he reached out to knock on the door. What if he and Doc were not even friends in this reality. Even worse, what if they were bitter enemies?

"Marty!" exclaimed the local Doc, as he opened the door. "I really wasn't expecting to see you here until a little closer to seven. Also, where is Zach? I thought the two of you made plans to double date with Jennifer and Clara later this evening."

Marty was stunned by what he just heard. How on earth could Clara have ended up with Zach, instead of with Doc? Wasn't Clara old for Zach? Although, there was that fact that Clara was closer in age to Zach, than to Doc. It still seemed really strange to Marty, though - as he didn't think Clara and Zach had anything in common.

"Are you all right, Marty?" Doc asked, with concern. "You look a little shocked."

"No, I'm fine," Marty replied. "It's just that, well, I'm not who you think I am. I came here from a different reality, and Doc came here with me."

"I'm over here," the visiting Doc said, as he stepped up. "I installed a destination locator to the DeLorean a few months ago, and it seems to be on the fritz. So we can't seem to return back to where we belong. Could we stop here for awhile?"

"Yeah, I suppose so," the local Doc replied, as he let the visiting Doc and Marty in.

"Hello, Jennifer," Marty called out, as he saw his girlfriend's counterpart. After taking a closer look, his eyes grew wide. and he gasped, "Two Jennifers? Well, how the hell can there be two of you? You both look so much the same."

"Maybe for the same reason that there are two Docs," one of the Jennifers replied, a little defensively. "You must not really be Marty, either - now that I think of it."

"My name is Clara," said the Jennifer look-alike, softly. "I'm Clara Parker."

Clara Parker? Marty thought, stunned. I wonder if this is the same Clara that is Jennifer's great-great-grandmother, and the one who was raped by Buford.

"Nice to meet you, Clara," Marty said, nervously. "I'm Marty, but I came here from an alternate reality. It's alternate to you, anyway. I think you know what I mean."

Just then, there was another knock on the doorbell. The local Doc went to answer it.

"How great to see you, Jessica!" exclaimed the local Doc. "The brownies smell quite delicious. We have a couple of unexpected visitors here today. They are apparently here from an alternate reality. We might as well entertain them for awhile."

"Hello, Jessica," the visiting Doc said, nervously. "Well, I suppose you already know who Marty and I are - just that we're from a different reality."

"This is very interesting," Jessica said, smiling. "Would you like some brownies?"

"Yes, please," Marty replied. "They smell so yummy. So are you and Doc a couple?"

"We most certainly are," Jessica replied, smiling. "We even plan to move in together sometime next week, and we'll probably get married early next year."

"Good for you," Marty replied. "It's really nice that you and Doc hit it off so well."

Just then, there was another knock on the door. Marty felt quite nervous, as the local Doc went to answer the door. He did his best to focus on the brownies.

"It's so nice that you could make it, Marty and Zach!" the local Doc replied, as he let the two young men into the door. The visiting Marty stared at them, amazed.

"Would the two of you like some brownies?" Jessica asked the local Marty and Zach.

"Thank you so much, Jessica," the local Marty replied, as he grabbed some brownies.

"Hey!" Zach called out, as he spotted the visiting Marty. "Why is there another Marty here? What's going on here, Doc? Why are there also two of you."

The visiting Marty was stunned, as he knew Zach from his reality was still not privy to Doc's time machine. It seem so strange to him to think that this Zach was.

"All right, everybody!" the local Doc called out. "You all might as well sit down for a little while. I guess we are really curious to find out where exactly our counterparts came from. I have a feeling that these are not just past or future versions of us."

The visiting Marty was nervous, as he went to grab a seat. It was strange to see two people who looked just like Jennifer, and that one of them was her ancestor.

November 26, 1986
6:50 PM PST
Parker Universe

The visiting Marty felt very nervous, as he grabbed a seat in the lab. He was a little curious by how Clara Parker ended up headed back to 1985 with Jennifer.

"I have a feeling we should just cancel our double date tonight," Jennifer suggested.

"Yeah, I agree," Zach said, nodding. "We can all go out some other time. I am very curious about why we have another Marty and another Doc here."

"All right, everyone," the visiting Doc said, sighing. "Where should we start? I guess we should start out with the evening that I unveiled the time machine to Marty."

"For me," the local Doc replied, "that would be the early morning of October 26 last year. I had asked Marty to meet me at Lone Pine Mall. I didn't even think to ask him to bring Jennifer along, even though I remember Marty and Jennifer from that week back in 1955. It's like my memory might have gotten a little hazy."

"It might be because of what happened in the original timeline," suggested the local Marty. "You only did ask me to show up at the mall. However, Jennifer really wanted to come along, too - so I really saw no reason for her not to come."

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed the visiting Marty. "Are you actually telling me that you and Jennifer went back to the year 1955 together?"

"Yeah, that is what happened," Jennifer replied, quietly. "We accidentally disrupted the meeting between Marty's parents, so we had to spend the entire week trying to convince George McFly to ask Lorraine Baines out to the dance."

"That was what happened with me, too," the visiting Marty replied. "I suppose there was the advantage, though, of my mother not falling in love with me - since it was obvious that I was already taken. Is that about right?"

"Whoa!" the local Marty breathed. "Are you telling me that your mother actually had the hots for you? I can imagine that that must have really freaked you out."

"It did," the visiting Marty said, grimacing. "It also made it much harder for me to get my father to ask my mother to the dance. So I actually had to come up with this plan for my father to rescue my mother from me. The plan ended up backfiring a little, as Biff decided to get revenge on me for causing him to crash into a manure truck."

"Whoa, this is heavy!" breathed the local Marty. "I thought it was hard enough trying to get my mother to fall for my father. Jennifer had to get close to my mother, while I had to stick to my father. We did also have to deal with Biff."

"Biff tried to hit on me a few times," Jennifer said, grimacing. "I was so amazed by how well Lorraine and I were able to get along, as I knew that she didn't like me in the original timeline - simply because she it scandelous that I would call up a boy."

"Oh, yes, I remember all about that," the visiting Marty commented. "It looks like our lives were pretty identical, until the night that Doc showed us the time machine."

"It's so nice that Lorraine likes me in the new timeline," Jennifer said, smiling. "She is a much happer person, and she is very devoted to her husband and kids. I was quite hurt that, in the old timeline, she didn't like me. I just didn't understand why."

"I do remember how she was sometimes verbally abusive," the visiting Marty pointed out. "A couple of weeks before that fateful night, I had such a bad day. It started out with my mother yelling at me about what a disappointment I was, and even yelling at me about how she could love someone like me. Then everyone else was on my case, too. When I stopped by Doc's place, it was when I finally allowed myself to cry."

"Yeah, I still remember that day, too," the local Marty said, sighing. "It just felt like my life was really falling apart. It really does hurt to have your own mother speak real harshly to you. I still remember what I had to put up with."

"Yeah, I remember that day, too," Jennifer said, blushing. "I actually contributed to your already bad day. You know, I feel so bad about it, now."

"I can hardly believe this!" the visiting Doc explained. "This sounds so much like a reunion of sorts, from the way you guys are reminiscing over past events."

"Yeah, it is," the visiting Marty said, quietly. "It's like a reunion with Jennifer from the old timeline, back when it was called Twin Pines Mall. It's not like I could really talk to my Jennifer about the old timeline, and expect her to actually remember."

"Hey, everyone," the local Doc said, as he spoke up. "While you reminisce about the events from the old timeline, why don't I go out and pick up some burgers and fries for everyone? I don't know about you, but I'm getting really hungry."

"I'm really hungry, too," Clara agreed. "I guess hamburgers sound fine with me."

The visiting Marty looked up, as the local Doc headed out to Burger King. He could go for a burger or two right, now. It was also nice to see this version of Jennifer.

oooooooooo

"So what happened, after you returned from 1955?" the local Doc asked, as he came back with a few bags of hamburgers. "Did you guys then go to 2015?"

"Yeah, Jennifer and I both went to 2015," the visiting Marty explained. "Doc ended up knocking Jennifer out, though, when he thought she was asking too many questions."

"What!" gasped Jennifer. She turned to the visiting Doc and asked, "Why would you do a thing like that? I feel a little hurt that you would do that to me."

"It was a rather dumb thing to do," the visiting Doc said, blushing. "I wanted to bring Marty to 2015, so that he could step in for his son - so that his son wouldn't be going to jail. I figured it might teach him a lesson about not losing his judgement whenever people called him a name. I never expected to stay in 2015 for long."

"I regret to say that I lost my temper with Jennifer," the local Doc explained, "when she decided to take off, and she was asking Marty Jr all sorts of questions about the future. I said some things to her that I shouldn't have said, and Marty got all upset."

"Well, I said some things I shouldn't have said, as well," Jennifer said, blushing. "It was horrible how badly the two of us had fought, and poor Marty was so upset."

"At any rate," the local Marty said, sighing, "Jennifer was the one to point out that the top of Biff's cane and the bag that the almanac was in was found in the car. We were able to head back to 1955 to take the almanac away from Biff. I would really hate to have seen what 1985 looked like, with Biff being powerful and corrupt."

"Well, we did get to see that world," the visiting Marty said, grimacing. "It was not very pretty, to say the least. In fact I still have nightmares about that world."

"So what exactly did that world end up being like?" Jennifer asked, with curiosity.

The visiting Marty took a deep sigh, as he briefly explained about how Biff's influence had changed major world events - as well the lives of his family, and that of Doc's.

"Whoa, this is heavy!" the local Marty breathed, after his visiting counterpart finished explaining about the Biffhorrific timeline. "In this case, I am so grateful that we were able to by-pass that horrible experience. That would be a living nightmare!"

"It was hard trying to avoid our other selves back in 1955," Jennifer explained. "Biff had actually managed to take advantage of me. In a nutshell, both Marty and I were knocked out - but George managed to come to our rescue."

"After we managed to burn the almanac," the local Marty added, "our time machine got struck by lightning, so Doc and I headed back to 1885 - while Jennifer was stuck in 1955. I became really sick, so Jennifer needed to bring some aspirin back to 1885 with her. It was so scary to be stuck back in the Old West."

"Wait a minute!" the visiting Marty gasped, stunned. "You went back to the Old West with Doc? I wonder how this must have felt for poor Jennifer."

"Why don't you hold that thought for awhile?" the local Doc said, as he stood up. "I'll go serve up some ice cream for everyone. Then we could explain what happened in the Old West. This is where Clara finally comes in, just so you know."

The visiting Marty sighed to himself. If Clara Parker ended up going back to 1985, he wondered what happened to Clara Clayton? Did she fall into the ravine, after all?

November 26, 1986
8:00 PM PST
Parker Universe

"So, how did you guys meet Clara Parker?" the visiting Marty asked, as he began to eat his ice cream. "What made you decide to bring her back to 1985 with you?"

"We first met her," the local Doc explained, "as we were rescuing her from the Rusty River. When Jennifer and Clara first saw each other, they fell into a state of shock."

"I was shocked that Jennifer looked just like me," Clara added. "It's hard to believe that, if it wasn't for these wonderful people, I could have drowned. The current was just too fast, so it was a great struggle to try to pull myself out of the river."

"Wait a minute, Clara!" the visiting Marty asked, shocked. "Are you telling me that you nearly drowned - and that it was these people who rescued you?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I would have drowned," Clara said, quietly.

"Well, you were still alive," the visiting Marty explained, "when Jennifer and I went back in time a couple of months ago to the year 1903. You decided to look up your daughter, who was adopted by the Peabody's - and told her about her identity."

"Actually, I think I owe you all an explanation," the visiting Doc interjected. "Marty, I never told you this before - but Clara Parker did drown in the original timeline."

"What?" the visiting Marty asked, confused. "When did that happen?"

"The news of Clara Parker's drowning came just a few days after you returned to 1985," the visiting Doc explained. "I remember feeling upset about that, especially after I saw that she bore such a striking resemblance to your girlfriend."

"Whoa, this is heavy," the visiting Marty muttered. "So, then, what changed that?"

"Yeah, I'm rather intrigued, as well," Clara said, quietly. "What happened to change history, so that I didn't drown? I remember that the Peabodys adopted little Jenny."

"All right, well, Marty," the visiting Doc said, as he took a deep swallow, "remember how we went to the year 1880, and we went to Nevada to prevent Martin from being stabbed in a saloon? Well, it was that one event that had inadvertantly also changed the fate of Clara Parker. I knew about that after we returned to 1986 and I gained a few new memories. I guess I never saw a good reason to tell you, though."

"Wait a minute!" exclaimed Clara, stunned. "You went back in time to prevent Martin McFly from being stabbed - thus also saving my sister from killing herself?"

"Yeah, we did," the visiting Marty replied. "I kept having these nightmares that I was Martin, and that Bart Needles dared me to walk across the ridgepole of a roof."

"I remember that event," Clara said, softly. "Bart Needles was such a bad sort - but his younger brother, Billy, was an even worse sort of a person. He was in cahoots with Buford Tannen, and he kept trying to take advantage of me."

"Marty wanted us to go back in time to change his ancestor's destiny," the visiting Doc continued, "and I was initially hesitant, as I know the disasters that can result from tampering with history - even if the intention may be good. After the dreams had continued, though - then I figured that we did need to go back."

"Oh, I see," Clara said, softly. "I really do miss my sister a lot. I never figured her to be the kind of person who would commit suicide. After all, I remember how she was always giving Martin lectures about how important life is. I suppose losing Martin was a great loss to my older sister. I was in grief about that for a long time."

"It looks like you really went through a lot," the visiting Doc said, softly. "Anyway, I hope I don't come of seeming brash - but, uh, what happened to Clara Clayton?"

"Clara Clayton?" the local Doc asked, stunned. "I don't know her. Who is she?"

"My great-grandaunt was named Clara Clayton," Jessica commented. "She was that schoolteacher who was to come to Hill Valley, but nobody offered to pick her up - so she ended up falling into Clayton Ravine back in 1885. Is that who you meant?"

"Holy shit!" gasped the local Marty. "Every kid in my old school knows that story, as we all have teachers that we like to see fall into the ravine."

"Marty!" gasped the local Doc, stunned. "Do you think you could be any less tactful?"

"I wouldn't take it too personally," the visiting Doc said, quietly. "Yeah, Jessica, that is who I was talking about. I guess this would mean that, while you were all able to save Clara Parker - poor Clara Clayton didn't get so lucky."

"Great Scott!" gasped the local Doc. "It looks like both Claras died at around roughly the same time in the original timeline. I had no idea that Clara Clayton was planning to come to Hill Valley. I guess I wasn't in the Old West for as long as you were."

"I was in the Old West since January first of 1885," the visiting Doc explained. "I was able to set myself up as a blacksmith, as I spent the following eight months trying to make some repairs to the DeLorean. After I realized that suitable replacement would not be invented until 1947, I decided to hide the DeLorean inside the Del Gato mine - and I decided to write Marty a letter. I told him that he should head back to 1985."

"That must explain it, then," the local Doc said, sighing. "I decided to write Jennifer a letter right away, as Marty had fallen ill. It was something that could be treated with aspirin, but there were no suitable medicines to treat his condition in 1885."

"Well, this is giving me the creeps," Clara said, shuddering. "It is very scary to think that I would have died. I guess this really makes me appreciate how good it feels to be alive. It is rather freaky to think that some version of me is dead."

"I know the feeling," the visiting Marty replied. "When we were in the reality where I had an identical twin brother, I was told about about this reality where I actually was shot by the Libyan terrorists. I still remember how scary that event was to me."

"Hey, Marty," the visiting Doc asked, "do you remember when you were standing on the roof of Biff's Pleasure Paradise?" After the visiting Marty nodded, Doc continued, "Well, you actually did end up being shot by Biff. However, I was able to travel back in time to prevent that from happening to you. That's why I showed up just in time."

"Jesus Christ, Doc," the visiting Marty breathed. "I was always wondering how you were able to show up at just the moment that you did. This is so scary."

"This is creeping me out, too," the local Marty added. "I still remembered how scared I was to face those Libyan terrorists. This was the very first time in my life that I had a brush with death. Anyway, it is rather interesting to compare our lives like this."

"We could maybe write a song about this," suggested Zach, as he stood up.

The visiting Marty stared at Zach, stunned. Zach had been so quiet during the whole conversation, that Marty almost forgot that he was present.

"Well, Marty and I should probably head out of here soon," the visiting Doc said. "I suppose we should take a few pictures, before we get out of here."

The visiting Marty suddenly threw his arms around Jennifer, and hugged her tightly. It wasn't technically "his" Jennifer, but she did share his memories about the events from the original timeline - which Marty thought was fascinating.

"Take good care of yourself, Marty," Jennifer whispered, as she hugged Marty back.

"Thank you, Jennifer," the visiting Marty replied, as he released Jennifer and turned to hug his local counterpart. "It was really nice spending some time with you, too."

"Same here," the local Marty said, smiling. "I really hope that the two of you can find your way back home, soon. I wish you the best of luck."

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"So what are we going to do next, Doc?" Marty asked, as the two of them headed back towards the DeLorean. "Maybe we should turn in at our next destination."

"You know, that doesn't sound like a bad idea at all," Doc replied, as he stepped into the DeLorean. "I think this has been a really long day for both of us. It will be nice if we could eventually find a version of me that could help us to return home."

"It is interesting to meet other versions of myself," Marty commented, "but I really do want to go back home. I want to be able to see ou