September 5, 1997
1:00 PM PDT

Verne Brown, who was seventeen years old, was just relaxing in his bedroom. To the casual observer, he really appeared to be your typical teenage boy. He loved to play video games, and he was quite skilled at playing the electric guitar. He had dreams of becoming a rock star - much like his older friend, Marty McFly. He was also laid-back.

However, very few modern teenage boys would be able to honestly insist that they were born during the Old West era. In fact, there was really only one other modern teenage boy he knew of - who could make the claim. It was his older brother, Jules.

Jules was nineteen years old, and he was the more studious boy - who had inherited his father's intellect. In just a month, he was going to marry Patti Franklin - who sure shared Jules interest in science. Jules dreamed of being an inventer and a scientist.

Verne sometimes envied his brother - as who seemed to have quite more in common with their father, Dr. Emmett Brown. Their mother, Clara, was almost as intelligent - as she shared a real big passion with "Doc" over Jules Verne and science. In the Old West era, she had been a schoolteacher - which had really been a passion for her.

Clara currently taught third grade at Hill Valley Elementary school, much like the way Doc used to. Verne was only five years old, when Doc finally decided to simply move his family to 1985. Clara, having been 37 years old, likely still missed the Old West.

His thoughts then turned to his younger sister, Haven. She was almost eleven years old, and she really remembered nothing about the Old West. Back in early 1987, she had spent a week in 1895 - with the family. She was only a baby back then, though.

He then thought about Marty and Jennifer McFly. Just a week ago, Marlene was born to the couple - and she turned to be a real healthy baby. Just last night, Marty simply decided that it was time to head back on the road. It really was one of the drawbacks to having your friend become a rock star. Verne really missed spending time with him.

"Honey?" called out his father's voice, as he gently knocked on the door. "Hey, Verne, are you in here?" As Verne just opened up the door, he added, "Listen, Verne, do you think you can do me a huge favour? I don't want to ask for too much, but I really..."

"Yeah, okay, sure," replied Verne, as he wondered what he father could want. "I can help you out, as I'm really not too busy. You know, I'm really starting to miss Marty. I am happy that he's successful, of course - but I really miss spending time with him."

"Well, how would you feel about taking a trip back to 1987?" Doc asked. A smile really spread across Verne's face, as he thought of how much things have actually changed during the last decade. "Jennifer wants you to pick something up for her. She left her baby dress at Francesca's Italian Diner, and she would like you to retrieve it for..."

"Sure, I could do that," Verne replied, as he was excited about visiting his past. "Why couldn't she have just picked it up back then, though? I don't quite mind doing this for her - but I'm just rather confused about why she wouldn't've taken care of it, then."

"It's because, well, she saw no use for it," Doc explained. "Her rather absent-minded aunt had sent that to her, thinking that she was just a tiny baby. She felt so insulted by that - that she didn't care never seeing it, again. She now regrets that, though."

"Okay, I understand," replied Verne, as he followed Doc to the garage. "I guess Jules is busy with Patti, while Haven doesn't know about our time machine. I guess you just think she isn't quite ready to know. She's almost eleven years old, so I don't quite see why she can't... I mean, Jules and I were only seven and five - when we first knew."

"That quite couldn't be helped, though," replied Doc. "After all, I had to get us out of the past - as we didn't belong in that time period. I sometimes do feel bad about how we're, uh, keeping something from her. She can find out, after she gets a bit older."

"I guess it could seem confusing to her," admitted Verne. "Well, as long we eventually can tell her. After all, time travel is a major part of our family - and I simply don't think it's right to keep that away from her. Still, I guess it's not too often that we really..."

"Well, Marty used to really love time travel," Doc said, with a hint of nostalgia, "but he really has been busy with his career. I mean, I know this has always been a dream for him - and I truly am happy for him. He's no longer that little boy that I once know, and he and Jennifer just had their first child. Next month, Jules and Patti will be married."

"I guess we all are growing up," Verne commented, sighing. "I never really thought I'd say this, but I really do feel nervous about graduating. Haven is already attending Hill Valley Middle School, so she's no longer a little girl. She's not done growing, though."

"Yeah, she's going to be as tall as your mother," replied Doc. "In a way, it's actually a good thing that the time machines aren't getting used so much. It's less of a strain on the space-time continuum, and we do need to just live in the present. It's only right."

While Verne knew that his father's comment was very profound, he wondered if there really was such a thing as "the present". As he quite knew from his own experience, it was possible to simply move from one time period into another. He mostly didn't like to admit it, but there were times when he actually did miss his life in the 19th Century.

He thought about his friends from that era. There were Chester Collins, Teddy DuPre, and Bruce Holmes. There were also Abraham and Sarah Lathrop, who happened to be his paternal granduncle and grandmother. He smiled, as he remembered Linda McFly.

"Well, I guess I'd better get dressed in some '80s clothes," commented Verne, as Doc nodded. "I guess I'm the only one who still enjoys time travelling, besides you. It just seems that Jules is only interested in spending time with Patti, which I suppose is..."

"Jules spending a lot of time with Patti," explained Doc, "is just like the way I was with your mom. It is quite natural to love spending a lot of time with your loved one. When you find the girl that you love, I'm sure you will be the same way. I simply used to not believe in love at first sight - but your mom proved me wrong, and I was sure happy."

"I guess you're quite right," admitted Verne. "I thought for sure that Rose Unger was the girl for me, but I guess the spark really wasn't there. We're still real good friends, though." With a small smile, he added, "I have to change, and then I will be ready."

Doc smiled, as he left the room. Verne couldn't help but feel a little despair. It actually made him feel so inadequate, that he couldn't find the girl of his dreams. It sure didn't seem fair to him. He older brother was about to be married, and he still had nobody.

oooooooooo

As Verne walked into Doc's lab, he thought back to two weeks ago. Eighteen-year-old Marty had shown up, as had nineteen-year-old Haven. It seemed so strange to really have a visitor from past and a visitor from the future show up at once. They had a lot of fun, though. He thought of how much he quite missed being with a teenage Marty.

"You look like an '80s teen," Doc commented, cheerfully. "It's a shame that Marty's old clothes wouldn't fit you. After all, you're sure taller than him. You're just as tall as me, now. Anyway, why don't you go use the DeLorean? It certainly is my pride and joy."

"It sure is amazing," observed Verne, "that the DeLorean lasted this long. I mean, it's only the second DeLorean that you had - since the first one was crushed by a train. I think it's awesome. After all, the first DeLorean certainly didn't last very long at all."

"That's where you're wrong, sport," protested Doc, chuckling. "You see, the DeLorean lasted for nearly 71 years. Let's not forget that it really spent most of it's life hidden in the Del Gato mine. Of course, it's true that the second DeLorean was really used more often - but it's still not older than the first DeLorean. The first might've not lasted..."

"Oh, yeah, I forgot about that," Verne commented, blushing. "I'm not very sure if this DeLorean could actually last seventy years, but I'm almost certain that it would last at least twenty more years. After all, we real seldom use the DeLorean just for driving."

"Well, Verne, why don't you go step in the car?" suggested Doc, as he opened up the doors. "Set the time for 2:00 PM on September 13 of 1987. This would really give you time to walk over to Francesca's Italian Diner. They sat in the non-smoking section."

"You know, Dad," commented Verne, "They might be quite suspicious, if I don't order anything to eat." As he stepped in the car, he added, "Anyway, I really would like to eat at the restauant. I sure enjoy Italian food - and, since that restaurant was quite replaced with Olive Garden, I certainly would like to take a trip down memory lane."

"I figured you'd like to," Doc replied, real cheerfully. As he reached into his briefcase, he added, "I just have to give you some '80s money, though." As he handed Verne a twenty dollar bill, he added, "You can't let either Marty or Jennifer see you, though."

"Thank you, Dad," Verne replied, as he began to set the time circuits. "So, when I get to Francesca's Italian Diner, I should just make sure that I grab the baby dress. It's in the non-smoking - and, as I don't smoke, that actually wouldn't be a problem for me."

Verne just waved to his father, as he shut the door. On his way to Hill Valley Park, he felt quite nervous. He felt very bad, as he thought of how he was told not to interact with young Marty. He knew he that should follow his father's instructions, though. He really began to accelerate the car to 88 miles per hour, until it broke the time barrier.

Just for future notes:
Chester Collins is the grandfather of Lester Collins (Harold Collins comes between).
Teddy DuPre isn't related to anyone established.
Bruce Holmes is the grandfather of Betty Holmes (His son marries Roll Unger).
Abraham and Sarah Lathrop are names I got from an earlier script.
Linda McFly is William's younger sister, and soon to be Verne's girlfriend.

Note: I just realized that I already had Larry Carruthers as 18 in 1895.

September 5, 1987
2:00 PM PDT

After the DeLorean broke the time barrier, Verne felt nervous. As much as he enjoyed time travel, he knew that there were risks to consider. He also would really have to be careful to not run into his other self, who would actually be a young boy of seven.

Suddenly, he noticed that the display panels were flickering. He groaned to himself, as he figured that his time travel trip would be longer than expected. Then again, it might not be so bad to re-visit the 1980s. In a few ways, he came to really miss the decade.

"Damn!" muttered Verne, as he landed the car. First, he would have to walk over to Francesca's Italian Diner - and he would really have to be careful to not let Marty or Jennifer see him. He suddenly wondered how long he would be stuck here, while his father fixed the display panals. Of course, it did feel pretty nice to revisit his past.

As he began to walk out of Hill Valley Park, he thought of just how lovely the weather was. It was so tough to believe that summer was almost over. He certainly wondered what his younger self would be doing. In a way, he missed being seven years old.

He then thought of how well he would fit in. Would he be able to pass as a teenager of 1987? He loved many songs from this decade, and he did remember this year real well. Still, at seven years old, he was certainly too young to do teenage stuff.

He simply smiled to himself, as the idea of running into Jules amused him. The idea of temporarily being older than his brother gave him such a huge thrill. He then thought of his younger self, and if his younger self might even like him. A lot about him simply had changed, but there were other things about him that had stayed just the same.

As he remembered his father's warning, he knew he shouldn't entertain the idea too much. After all, a lot of precautions certainly did have to be taken - as he knew that changing the past too much could be disastrous. That would definitely not be good.

He suddenly wondered if he would meet the girl of his dreams in this year. It wasn't as if the girls at his school didn't like him. In fact, he was generally well-liked. He still felt a little bit disturbed at his lack of ability to find a girl that he could really connect with.

After all, if his father could meet his mother a whole century in the past - then it could also be possible for Verne to meet the girl of his dreams from a different era. He quite loved the idea of following in his father's footsteps. He decided that moving ten years into the future wouldn't be a major issue. After all, for him, it was actually 92 years.

Just as he caught sight of Francesca's Italian Diner, he smiled to himself. The thought of Italian food just made his mouth water. As he caught sight of Marty's old car in the parking lot, he felt so nostalgic. He wondered if Marty sometimes missed his old car.

oooooooooo

"Hey, c'mon, Jenn!" protested Marty McFly, as the two of them were at Francesca's Italian Diner. "Just give her a break! I'm sure that your aunt didn't actually intend to offend you. Anyway, it's the thought that counts, right? Don't be so hard on her!"

"I'll be hard on her, if I'd like!" snapped Jennifer. As Marty suddenly looked wounded, she added, "I'm real sorry, Marty. I didn't mean to take it out on you. It's only that... Well, if she truly did care about me, she would realize that I was no longer a baby. In fact, I think she's after something. Why did she wait so long, before contacting me?"

"I think you simply need to loosen up, Jenn," urged Marty. "I mean, you should not be that quick to judge her. Maybe she felt bad about not contacting you - so she decided to, uh, make it up to you. I know you feel real offended about the baby dress, but..."

"It's so mortifying!" groaned Jennifer. "I'm nineteen years old, now - which means I'm no longer a child. It offends me terribly that my Aunt Paula thinks I'm still a baby. She should've known better! There are no excuses! Whose side are you on, anyway?"

"Well, yours, of course," Marty replied, quickly. "I mean, I don't even know your aunt - but I don't think you should be quite that bitter with her. I guess I really don't like it, when people are fighting. I mean, I simply understand that you feel hurt - but do you really think it's good to harbour so much resentment inside? It's not good for you!"

"I really hate it, when you go all psychologist on me," groaned Jennifer. "Well, I guess I simply can't deny that you have a point. As I'm currently studying psychology, it just would make sense to put what I learn into practice. Still, I am not keeping that dress!"

"You should maybe donate it to Goodwill," suggested Marty, "or St. Vincent. I suppose you would have quite no use for that dress, but maybe someone else would. Anyway, please don't judge your aunt too harshly. I'm sure she's not that irredeemably evil."

"Well, now that you put it that way..." Jennifer replied, as she smiled faintly. "Gee, I guess I can't even rant to you - without you becoming so logical and rational. It very much... Well, it sure does get a little frustating - but I guess you're right. Maybe you should also consider studying psychology, since you really seem to be cut out for..."

"Thanks, Jenn," Marty replied, laughing, "but it's not quite my bag. I mean, I do have my heart set on being a rock star, and... Well, I sure do understand what Doc means about knowing too much about your own destiny. Still, I continue to practice hard."

"Yeah, you should," agreed Jennifer, as she playfully slugged Marty's arm. "After all, if you end up doing anything to mess up your career - it could just create a few huge problems. In fact, it can even create a major time paradox - the results of which..."

"... can cause a chain reaction," Marty continued, "that would unravel the very fabric of the space-time continuum, and destroy the entire universe." As Marty's lips curved into a smile, he added, "It's quite strange to think that my band could actually be that important to the entire universe. Anyway, I must say, this is good chocolate cake."

"I should maybe do a little grocery shopping," suggested Jennifer. "It's so nice to live together. We get to have more independence, and we can watch just as much TV as we want. Also, I no longer have to put up with Mom lecturing me to eat healthy."

"She's just looking out for you," Marty replied, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "I quite see what you mean, though. You want to be able to make choices for yourself. Also, Marlene won't be born for another ten years. She'll be named after your beloved..."

"... aunt," Jennifer finished, dreamily. "Yeah, I've always loved Aunt Marlene - and I was always close to Sarah. I really love the way 'Marlene' sounds a lot like 'Marty'. It will simply feel good to have ten years of freedom. Not that having children won't be such a blessing to us, but it would be much work. Well, it's nice to be independent."

oooooooooo

After Verne stepped into Francesca's Italian Diner, he rather quickly glanced around the wall - and he saw that Marty and Jennifer were sitting right on the other side. It sure felt so tempting to walk in and say "hi", but he knew that he had to avoid being seen by them. He began to realize just how much he missed the teenage Marty.

"Well, Jenn, I'm going to head over to the Browns," Marty was saying, just as he and Jennifer stepped through the door. "I'll be home at six, though. We sure can watch a movie tonight, if you'd like. We could watch either Light of Day or The Secret of..."

Verne stepped in the door, as he quickly grabbed the pink baby dress - which was on the bench that was closer to the door. He stepped into the other door, as that really was the entrance. He began to realize just how much he had missed the restaurant.

"Are you alone?" asked one of the waitresses, as she walked up to Verne. He nodded, as she continued, "Anyway, we have a real big special today - with the all you can eat pasta meal. It comes with garlic bread and a large soft drink. For dessert, we really do have the triple-layer chocolate cake. Well, would you like smoking or non-smoking?"

"I'll take non-smoking, please," Verne replied, as he followed the waitress. "I want the stuffed shells, for my pasta. The triple-layer chocolate cake sounds great, as well. It'll be tempting to have it now - but that can wait. I'd also like a Sprite. No ice, please."

"You've got it," replied the waitress, as she placed the silverware on the table. "Your meal really should be here in no more than ten minutes. The dessert also comes right with the meal, so you sure picked a great day to come. Today is our anniversary."

Verne smiled, as the waitress walked off. The knew that Francesca's Italian Diner had opened in 1972 - and then, by 1995, the restaurant was taken over Olive Garden. At least, it did continue to serve Italian food. Still, he did have some very fond memories of eating here - whether it was with his family, or with his friends. He felt nostalgic.

"Here is your Sprite, sir," commented the waitress, as she walked back. "Your stuffed shells should be nearly ready." As she looked closer at Verne, she added, "You simply look familiar. Have I seen you before?" As Verne nodded, she added, "I will be back."

Verne wondered if he still looked like his younger self. Of course, he was much taller - but maybe his face really hadn't changed too much. Also, back when his father was a teenager, there was also a resemblance in looks. Doc was more studious, though.

Come to think of it, he simply wondered if the teen version of his father would've liked him. He did get to meet Doc at seven, who seemed nice enough. Verne really felt that the young version of his father preferred Jules, though. After all, Jules really was the intellectual one - even though Verne happened to resemble his father more closely.

September 5, 1987
3:00 PM PDT

Marty strolled over to the Brown's house, as he began to think of the present that the scientist would have for him. He wondered if it might be a time travel trip, which he did usually enjoy. He wouldn't really want to live in any other time period, but visiting sure was interesting. He had also grown to have a much deeper appreciation for Hill Valley.

His thoughts turned to Jennifer, as he thought about her relatives. She never talked about her Aunt Paula. She mentioned really being close to her Aunt Marlene - as well as her cousin, Sarah. Uncle Daniel, unfortunately, passed away fourteen years ago.

Marlene and Sarah lived just outside of town, and Sarah seemed to have quite a lot in common with Jennifer. The name for their future daughter was Jennifer's idea, as she felt the name sounded so similar to Marty. Marlene happened to be a very nice lady.

"Hey, Marty!" Doc called out, as Marty began to walk up the driveway. His face broke out into a smile, he asked, "Do you know what day this is?" Marty simply looked blank, as Doc added, "This is the day that the clock was started. Now, do you remember the time that we went to 1925?" Marty nodded. "Well, how would you like to visit 1905?"

"1905?" Marty asked, stunned. "That would, uh, be two years from 1903. I remember how, last year, you had sent Jennifer and I there. I suppose I could simply reprise my 'Michael J Fox' persona - and, now that Seamus knows about the time machine, I..."

"Well, I've managed to snag two tickets from that year's festival," explained Doc. "If you'd like to, you could maybe bring Jennifer along. I just figured that you would like to have a nice vacation. I'll give you money, so that you can stay at the Bluebird..."

"That would be awesome!" replied Marty, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "I suppose we could say that really we're married. While Seamus would likely be willing to let us stay with his family, I wouldn't want to impose on his generosity. Anyway, I'm quite sure you remember how his wife could be. She really tends to be a little bit, uh..."

"I know what you mean," Doc replied, as he nodded with understanding. "She can be a rather hard lady to warm up to. When I first entered 1885, she had initially treated me coolly. I can't say that I was all too surprised - knowing how some people..."

Suddenly, the telephone rang. As Doc went to answer it, Marty figured out what Doc was about to say. Unfortunately, some of the more uptight people in town had a real tendancy to decry Doc as a "crackpot scientist" - which Marty felt was quite unfair.

"That was Jennifer," Doc explained, as he stepped back into the lab. "She wanted to know if you felt like catching a movie, and I told her about our plan. She simply didn't seem to be too interested in going on a time travel trip. I really would love to go with you, but I do have a lot of things to do. I've already picked out some outfits from..."

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Marty felt very disappointed, as he really hoped to be able to spend the week with his girlfriend. Then again, he know that his girlfriend wasn't as enthusiastic about time travelling. Still, the week could be fun.

He realized that he would be somewhat out of sinc, as he had visited 1903 nearly one year ago - and he'd now be visiting 1905, which was two years later. He decided that it didn't matter much, as he long since stopped keeping track of his exact age.

As a very familiar-looking young man stepped into the lab, it took Marty a moment to realize that he was none other than Verne Brown! It did seem quite strange, to think that Verne was now a teenager - even though it wasn't exactly the first time that he saw Verne at that age. He decided that Verne was most likely from the year 1997.

"Great Scott!" gasped Doc, as he glanced at Verne. "I wasn't expecting to see you! It sure is a big surprise! Well, anyway, what exactly brings you back from the future? Is there, uh, something we need to know? Something that you need to warn us about?"

"I came here to pick up..." Verne explained, as he held up the baby dress. "The time machine that I came here in stopped working, so I had to let you know. I don't know what happened. Shortly after landing in 1987, the time circuits suddenly went out!"

"Well, I'll go take a look at that," replied Doc. "Well, since you're here - how would you like to accompany Marty in 1905? It sure is your former, uh, era - and I have two tickets. We sure can't let one of them go to waste, and I really think it would be a nice experience for you. You would also be able to keep Marty company, and I really..."

"That would be awesome, Dad!" gushed Verne. "As much I do prefer living in this era, I still tend to think about my original home era. I sometimes wonder how my life would be different, if we hadn't moved back to 1985 - and we decided to stay in the past."

"I wouldn't've quite liked that," blurted out Marty. "I mean, Doc was always my close friend - and, if he didn't come back, it really would've been depressing. I already lost Doc, a few times. Also, I never would've been able to have more time adventures."

"Well, Verne," Doc said, quietly, "It really seems strange to think that you're as tall as me. I mean, you looked so small at seven. I guess we'll have to find you some clothes for that era, as well. While you two head into the past, I'll definitely take a very good look at the DeLorean. To be safe, you boys should maybe use the station wagon."

"Uh, yeah, that'll be quite fine," replied Marty. "So, after we go back to 1905, I guess I'll be Michael J Fox - and Verne Brown will, uh, still be Verne Brown." With a laugh, he added, "It's sure funny how you guys have two full identities, in two different eras."

"I guess that really was risky," Doc replied, softly. "Well, at least, when we went back to 1895 - we thought to re-name Haven as 'Emily'. It's just strange to think of how big Haven is getting. Even though, we saw her as a teenager - before she was born."

"Yeah, I sure remember that," replied Verne. "I kinda didn't think it was right to, uh, keep her in the dark about the time machine. Still, I suppose you're the father - and you know what you're doing. Anyway, I'm sure looking quite forward to meeting my old friends. I'll sure miss listening to rock music, but the trip will only be for a week."

"I sure can relate," Marty replied, laughing. "I'm really looking forward to, once again, meeting William and his friends. Annette would now be pregnant, and I simply wonder what became of Jennifer. The other Jennifer, I mean. I know she met Todd..."

"Well, I think you'd boys better get ready to go," suggested Doc. "We'll get you into some outfits that are appropriate for that time period. You maybe should come back two hours later, as that would give me some time to take a look at the DeLorean."

oooooooooo

"I'm sure feeling pretty nervous," Verne commented, as Marty was driving the station wagon to Hill Valley Park. "I mean, my old friends are older - and, uh, I'm quite scared that we might've grown apart. I mean, I did spend most of my life in this era - so I'm a little scared that, uh, we might not a lot in common. What if they don't like me?"

"Come on, Verne," Marty chided, gently. "Just relax! Y'know, from my side, it actually hasn't even been six months - since we took that trip back to 1895. I simply didn't get to know your friends too well, but they seemed like very nice people. You'll be fine."

"I suppose you're right," replied Verne, sighing. "Well, I'll be seeing my grandma and granduncle. I just hope that my grandma doesn't actually hit on me. I mean, like the way that your mom hit on you. It's one thing to be close friends with Sarah, but..."

"I know exactly what you mean," agreed Marty. "Y'know, had I actually been stuck in the year 1955 - it feels quite strange to think that I might've joined my father's group of friends. Granted, I really became close to him - during the week that I was stuck in 1955. I really came to see my father in a new light, and I did feel quite close to him."

"I feels so good to see you again, Marty," commented Verne. "I mean, your older self is often out on the road - so I don't get as much opportunity to spend time with him. I feel happy about his... your... career, but I sure don't get to see you as much."

"I quite remember the time that Haven and I showed up in 1997," explained Marty, "in order to replace her time capsule. Jennifer was pregnant with Marlene, and I felt very worried that my older self wouldn't be there. I actually felt very horrified about that."

"I remember that, too," explained Verne. "From my end, that was actually two weeks ago. You did spend a week with your wife and the baby, but then you sure had to go back on the road. I mean, I don't sure want to discourage you from your career - but I do miss having you in town. Of course, I really do hope to become just as famous."

"Well, I'm just glad that I was home for Marlene's birth," replied Marty. "From my end, that was a little over eight months ago. Gee, it's very funny how time travel just makes things confusing. Well, we're now entering Hill Valley Park. It won't be long!"

"It'll be so fun," Verne replied, dreamily. "I mean, I still feel nervous - but this will be a very exciting trip for us. It's a little funny how I go back to 1987, to run an errand for Jennifer. Then, suddenly, I end up going on this trip with you! 1905, here we come!"

"You've got it, Verne," Marty replied, as he began to hover the station wagon. "Well, as your dad would say, brace yourself for temporal displacement." Marty then began to accelerate the station wagon to 88 miles per hour, as he smiled softly at Verne. At that point, the space-time barrier was broken - and Marty and Verne were in 1905.

September 5, 1905
10:00 AM PDT

After the station wagon broke the time barrier, Verne was so excited. He was happy about the idea of returning to his former era. He wouldn't even have to use an alias, as he also had an established identity in this era. It sure felt quite good to be able to attend the festival that would celebrate twenty years of the legendary clock tower.

"Well, Verne, this is it," Marty commented, as he landed the station wagon. "Let's just head right over to the festival. We really can wait until later to settle into the Bluebird Inn. I don't believe anybody will find our time machine here. Let's go have some fun!"

"Yeah, let's go!" Verne replied, with enthusiasm. "Well, I guess the festival will be held in front of the courthouse. Of course, it's only fitting. In a way, I simply don't like how the grassy area has been torn down - even thouigh, I guess it's really a necessity."

"I know what you mean," replied Marty. "When I first came to 1955, I was stunned by how beautiful the area was. While I sure wouldn't've liked to have been stuck in 1955, I have to admit that the era had some real advantages. At any rate, we simply should be thankful that the courthouse didn't end up turning into Biff's Pleasure Paradise!"

"Yeah, that would've just been horrible," agreed Verne. "Anyway, Jennifer does work in that building. In the year 1997, I mean. I guess I shouldn't be telling you that much about the future - but, considering how much you already know... Well, it'll be fun."

"I have to remember," Marty commented, softly, "I'm Michael J Fox. Y'know, I simply never realized this before - but I guess I've really been taking a bit of a risk. I mean, with using the names of future celebrities in the past. So far, nothing happened..."

"I wonder if the real Clint Eastwood knows about this town," suggested Verne. "I just think he'd be pretty shocked, if he knew the name of our ravine. Of course, some don't believe that the Eastwood's first name is really Clint - which, when you just think about it, it actually works out. Still, wasn't it your mother who assumed that you..."

"That's right," Marty replied, softly. "I was very confused, at first. I mean, I couldn't figure out why she thought my name was Calvin. Once I found out, though, I felt so freaked out. Anyway, as for Eastwood Ravine, this town isn't exactly well-known."

"Well, in 1987, it's not," replied Verne. "However, after your career kicked off, it sort of changed. Of course, that's kind of to be expected. I quite have a feeling that Dad will be contributing, as well." With a small smile, he added, "It's sure a real nice day."

Marty just smiled and nodded, as he felt very excited about reaching the Courthouse Square. Since Doc had unveiled the time machine, Marty had quite the opportunity to especially the history of Hill Valley. It really felt strange to think that there was a time when Marty, well, took the town for granted. Time travel had changed that, though.

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After trading in their tickets, Marty felt excited. There appeared to be plenty of rides, as well as snack stands and game stands. It looked quite so much like the festival that was there in 1925. He just thought back to how he actually met Steven Strickland and Lou Carruthers on the ferris wheel. The former had become the high school principal.

"This was such a nice present," Marty commented, excitedly. "I could go for a cream puff, right now - but it's better that we first go on the rides. Otherwise, you can get sick. I really wouldn't want that to happen. I mean, it would be quite embarrassing."

"Well, Marty," asked Verne, "should we go on the ferris wheel? We might just be able to see the whole town, from a 1905 perspective. I quite think it would be so exciting, and it would really..." Suddenly, Verne called out, "Hey, Marty! Look to the right!"

As Marty turned to his right, he immediately caught sight of three young people - two of who looked to be very familiar. He simply knew that the young man who resembled him was William, while the young woman looked to be Linda. He didn't quite know who the other young man was - but, somehow, the young man also looked a bit familiar.

"Michael J Fox?" William asked, as he turned around. "Hey, are you Verne Brown?" As Marty and Verne both nodded, William continued, "It has been such a long time, since I last saw you. When I met Michael two years ago, though - he did tell me a little..."

"You look quite handsome, Verne!" blurted out Linda. "I've missed you so much, and I could never just forget about you." As she and Verne hugged, she added, "You have absolutely no idea just how good it feels, to see you again! How have you been?"

"Can I have a hug from you, too, Mike," asked William, as he flashed Marty a lopsided smile. Marty and William hugged, as he added, "I rather do remember you telling me a little about Jules and Verne, when you last were here. It simply is wonderful that, this time, Verne was able to come with you. If you want to, you can stay at our house."

"It's quite nice to meet you fine gentlemen," added the other young man. "Me name's Douglas McFly. Father and I came to Hill Valley in February of last year. I rather must say, this is sure a nice town. Uncle Seamus has certainly been very hospitable to us."

"He's seventeen," added Linda, "just like me. In fact, Verne, I just told him a little bit about you and Jules. You know, I do love how you've grown to be such a handsome young man. In fact, just last week, I was really thinking about how you would look."

"You look so sexy, as well," gushed Verne. As Linda looked a little baffled, he added, "I mean, you look so beautiful. I just love your chocolate brown eyes, and you really have a flawless complexion." After clearing his throat, he asked, "Anyway, Linda, it'll be a pleasure to... Would you... Well, would you like to join me on the ferris wheel?"

"I'd love to," Linda replied, as she smiled warmly. Turning to William and Douglas, she was quick to add, "Would you mind if Verne and I spend time together? It really been a long time, since I saw last Verne. It'd be nice, if we could catch up on old times."

"Sure, that's fine," replied William. "Just make sure you meet us back here at four. I'd sure like to get home before five." After Linda nodded, as she and Verne took off, he added, "Annette is a few months pregnant, and she didn't feel like coming with us."

"Congratulations!" exclaimed Marty. "Well, it's too bad that she couldn't come along - but you two sure must be happy about becoming parents." As William nodded, Marty added, "So, what about the rest of the group? I mean, I really remember you ending your relationship with Jennifer - and then she soon met and fell in love with Todd."

"The two of them married last year," explained William. "Todd ended up taking Jenn's last name, which had shocked a few of the town's residents. I don't see what the big deal is, though. I mean, I know it's not exactly common - but that was their choice."

"They just recently moved out of town," added Douglas. "A couple months ago, they decided to move to Sacramento. I sure must say, I do miss them." As his face turned solemn, he added, "I feel sorry for poor Tiff, though. She was raped, not long ago."

"Yeah, by Charlie Needles," William added, darkly. "I don't get angry so easy, and I'm not a violent person - but I sure would just love to teach that Charlie a lesson that he would never forget! Tiff has always been a sweet girl, and she really doesn't deserve it! The rest of us are doing our best, though, to stand by her side and support her."

"As if that wasn't bad enough," Douglas added, sorrowfully, "some people in this town even have the gall to blame Tiff for getting pregnant out of wedlock. I mean, it's quite like they don't even care if poor Tiff didn't want any of this to happen. It's very sad."

"It certainly is," agreed William. "After all, they should actually be blaming Charlie for... Well, not only for making Tiff pregnant - but, also, for violating her! What is sad about the whole deal is, they'd be more forgiving of her - if she just got an abortion!"

"Yeah, there's so much wrong with this picture," added Douglas. "I mean, we sure do know how much Tiff wishes to do the right thing. I know that life isn't going to be real easy for her. If I had me way, he's be in prison! I'm sure tempted to say that I would like for him to be hanged, but I know how it's wrong to wish death on other people."

"Well, yeah," muttered William. "Anyway, Otis just recently moved into his own house - and Steve is living with him. I just feel so bad for Steve, as it's sure unlikely that he'll ever be married. I mean, not many women want to marry men who have disabilities."

"That's such a shame," replied Marty, as he remembered his mother's speech in 1955 - about the type of men that she wanted to date. "Well, uh, I feel real sorry for Tiff. It isn't right for people to shun... Well, it's so nice to know that you're her true friends."

"Oh, absolutely," replied William, as tears came to his eyes. "After all, she has always been our friend - and it would be quite wrong for us to simply turn our backs on her. I mean, at this moment, she needs us more than ever." He sighed rather deeply, as he added, "Well, anyway, I certainly would like to go on some rides. How about you?"

"That'd be, uh, great," Marty replied, excitedly. "I do wonder where Verne and Linda went. I mean, I understand that they were childhood friends - but I rather can't help thinking that... Well, I almost think the two of them are in love. It sure looked like..."

"Oh, Michael," William chided, laughing, "I think you have a little too overactive of an imagination. I'm sure they were very happy to see other, again. I mean, it really has been a long time." After a brief pause, he added, "Come on! To the ferris wheel!"

September 5, 1905
12:00 PM PDT

As it turned out, William was wrong - while Marty was right. After going on a few rides together, Verne realized that he was simply in love with his old friend. However, there was one big problem. Verne no longer belonged to this time period, and he didn't even had any desire to live here. He also didn't think Linda would want to live in the future.

"These cream puffs are good, aren't they?" Linda asked, cheerfully. As Verne nodded, she added, "I don't know how to tell you this, Verne. This might, uh... This might seem forward of me, but... Well, Verne, I can't deny it! The thing is, I'm in love with you!"

"I am, too, Linda!" Verne replied, nervously. "I mean, I'm also in love in you - not that I'm also in love with myself." With a nervous laugh, he added, "I'm very glad that I came here! I almost forgot just how good of a friend you were - and I really feel..."

"This is a lot like old times," Linda commented, softly, "except that, on the other hand, it's really not. I mean, we're no longer children. It's just strange to that you and I are, uh, in love. So, Michael says that you really love listening to music?" Verne nodded, as she added, "I love music, too. I play the piano, and I hope to become a professional."

"That's sure wonderful," Verne replied, softly. "I, uh, play the guitar" He had a feeling that Linda wouldn't want to hear him play. After all, it was the electric guitar that he usually played - and he played rock and roll! "So, what all have you been up to?"

"I've always looked up to Jessica," Linda explained, dreamily. "Jessica Parker, that is. I always thought she was a pro, so I want to learn how to play. She was a wonderful piano teacher. I usually get a chance to play every week. It's certainly my passion."

"I know exactly what you mean," Verne replied, smiling. "There actually was this time, y'know - when I quite struggled with stage fright. The thing is, I was real worried that I would mess up. I had to learn to focus on my playing, though - and not on my..." As Verne looked up, he called out, "Sarah? Abraham? It's sure been a long time, since..."

"Is that really you, uh, Verne?" Sarah asked, as a smile spread across her face. Verne nodded. "I can't believe how much you've grown! I mean, you simply look so much like your father. So, uh, what brings you back to town? Did you come for the festival?"

"Yeah, I did," Verne replied, somewhat nervously. "I actually came back here with my friend, uh, Michael J Fox. I kind of forgot how much I love this town. It's quite nice to see how it's grown. Anyway, Michael and I sure plan to stay here for about a week."

"Michael J Fox?" Abraham asked, blankly. With a sudden gasp, he added, "Oh, yeah! Now, I remember! Linda really told us all about him. We were outside of town for just a couple of months, as we actually needed to tend to a dying relative. That sure was a sad time for us. It was about as sad as it was - when we lost our, uh, father."

"I'm sorry to hear about that," Verne replied, sympathetically. "There's really no telling what I would do, if I lost someone that I quite cared about. You must think about your father all the time. I mean, I'm sure you love your stepfather - but he can never..."

"Our stepfather is pretty wonderful to us," replied Sarah, "but he never could replace our father. He doesn't expect to replace our father, though. He understands that we miss our father - and, in fact, he sometimes encourage us to visit our father's grave."

"Emory and Emma sometimes have such difficulty understanding that, though," added Abraham. "After all, he's their biological father - and our father died before they were born. Even though we called our father 'Pa', it sure was somewhat hard for us to take to calling our stepfather 'Daddy'. We got used to it, though - and we really love him."

Verne simply nodded, as he understood how Abraham and Sarah felt. Even though he was only a small boy, he remembered his great-grandfather quite well. He understood why his father's middle name was actually Lathrop. Sarah obviously loved her father.

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"Why don't we get something to eat?" suggested William. "Right now, I could really go for a cream puff. I should maybe bring some home for Annette. I just feel so bad that she couldn't join us. It seems quite strange to think of how, when the clock tower was first started, I was just a tiny baby. Daddy says that he brought me to the festival."

Marty simply smiled, as he did remember Seamus and Maggie bringing baby William to the festival. It seemed rather strange to think that his ancestor, who now resembled him, was the same baby who urinated on him. William was now the same age as him.

"I wasn't even born, yet," Douglas commented, wistfully. "Of course, me parents still lived in Ireland. I really miss me mother. It was rather shortly after she died, that me father and I decided to cross the Atlantic. I really do like living in Hill Valley, though."

"Yeah, Hill Valley is a real nice town," agreed William. "I'm glad that Annette likes living here, too. I wish I was old enough to remember being at that festival. It quite sounds like it was a lot of fun. I heard that they were serving apple cider and apple pie. I just wish I could remember such an important event. At least, we have this festival."

"William! Douglas!" called out a very familiar voice. Marty turned around, and saw that it was Otis Peabody. Steven Parker was with him. "Whoa! Am I seeing double? It quite looks like there are two... Wait! Would one of you happen to be, uh, Michael J Fox?"

"Uh, yeah, it's me," Marty replied, nervously. "I simply came back to town with Verne Brown." With a laugh, he added, "I really can't believe it! I'm a poet, and I sure don't even know it." Marty took a deep swallow. "At any rate, Verne went off with Linda."

"Oh, yeah, I remember Verne," Otis replied, smiling. "He was a real small lad. I'm sure he's grown quite a bit. Of course, he might even be taller than William... and Michael. In fact, I really wouldn't be surprised - if he turned out to be just as tall as his father. The thing is, I can still remember how the blacksmith would often do repairs for us."

"It's amazing to think of how fast time has gone by," commented William, sighing. "It's very strange to think of how I'll soon be a father. I even remember how, back when I was eight years old, I could hardly wait to be ten. Now, I'm actually twice that age."

"It's real nice to be independent," replied Otis. "Granted, I have more work to do - but my parents were sure strict... especially my mother. I was quite angry with her, when she said that she was disowning Jennifer. She should've been more understanding."

"Wait a minute!" Marty gasped, horrified. "Are you saying that your mother disowned Jennifer, just because she found out who her real mother was?" Otis nodded. "I think it's unbelievable! After all, it's only quite natural for someone to be curious about who his or her biological parents are! Your mother seems like a total and complete bitch!"

"I think she was just hurt," Otis suggested, softly. "Still, her actions were real... Well, let's just say that I'm sure glad Jennifer found her real mother. It's really a good thing that her mother was alive. I don't blame her for changing her name back to Parker."

"My parents really were supportive, too," Steven added, softly. "My mother is known to be a little strict, too - but she was very loving... and affectionate. I'm fortunate to have two very loving parents. They were always very encouraging and supportive."

"I love my parents, too," commented William. "My mother did have some issues about me not being... manly enough. My father was more accepting of my interests. I quite appreciate both of my parents, though - and my mother really did end up warming up to the idea that I don't have to just stick to traditionally male interests and hobbies."

"Me mother never really was strict," Douglas replied, sadly. "I just wish she could still be alive. I guess she's in heaven, now." Just then, he gasped, "Hey, I see Linda and Verne! Abraham and Sarah are there, as well! Well, why don't we all go join them?"

As Marty glanced towards the cream puff stand, he saw Verne and Linda. He figured that the other two were Abraham and Sarah. He also had to admit that Sarah looked very pretty, with her golden blond hair in ringlets. She was actually Doc's mother!

"That's a wonderful idea," replied Otis. "I was just thinking of bringing Tiff some cream puffs. I just feel for her. I mean, being in her situation simply can't be much fun. It's a horrid thing to happen to her. Well, with her dreams of being a nurse, she'll sure have a good way to support her child. Of course, I'll just help her out the best that I can."

"I'm sure she appreciates having a rather good friend," Marty replied, as he smiled at Otis. It sure was hard to believe that this was the same man who would threaten him in 1955. "She was such a sweet girl, and it's really a shame that this had to happen."

"Hi, everyone!" called out Sarah, as she waved the group over. "Why don't you come join us for cream puffs?" Glancing between Marty and William, she added, "I quite see two Williams. I gather that one of you must be Michael J Fox. You look so identical!"

"Well, not quite," replied William. "He has slate-blue eyes, while I have brown eyes. It really is shocking to think of how much we resemble each other, though. I simply can't help but think that he really must be a distant relative. At any rate, we were about to have some cream puffs, as well. It must feel nice, being able to bond with relatives."

Marty smiled at William, and then glanced at the table. It sure seemed strange to think of Doc's son and Doc's mother not only being the same age, but being close friends. In fact, Verne was slightly older than his mother. It was strange how time travel worked.

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3:00 PM PDT



















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I feel bad for Steve. Doesn't he eventually get married? I remember in one story, the librarian said she was Steve Parker's great-granddaughter.

Oh, yeah, he does. I haven't thought of you. Man, I just realized I have too many boys - and not enough girls.

Jennifer and Todd married, and left town.

William marries Annette, who's pregnant.

Linda will fall in love with Verne, and join him in the 1997.

Sarah will marry Emmett's father, who doesn't move to America until 1908.

Tiff never gets married.

This leaves us with Abraham Lathrop, Chester Collins, Teddy DePre, Bruce Holmes, and Steve Parker. Abraham and Teddy will probably meet their loved ones outside of town - and Chester, Bruce, and Steve would meet their loved ones later.

Come to think of it, I should maybe have Chester meet someone in The Girl of My Old Home - since Harry Collins would be born in three years. I could maybe have Steve meet someone in this story, too. It's could maybe two sisters. The main relationship, though, would focus on Verne and Linda.

What exactly is Steve's disability? I know the librarian said he was almost blind. Was that the disability?

I hadn't really thought of it. It's just that he's very visually impaired, and wearing glasses really wouldn't help him.

Marty could maybe bring him into the future, and give him Lasik surgery. :lol: Well, no, not really. That could affect the space-time continuum a little too much.

September 5, 1905
4:50 PM PDT

Marty felt amazed, as William pulled up in front of a large red house. He wondered if Annette was home. He felt a pang of sadness, as he realized that Annette would be dead by 1925. He already met Annette White, but just for real briefly. It was during the time that he and Jennifer visited 1903, and William met her at the Harvest Ball.

"We're home, everyone!" called out William, as he pulled by the stable. "Michael and Verne, why don't the two of you go head inside - andmake yourselves feel at home. Doug and I will unhitch the horses. If my wife is sleeping, try not to wake her up."

"Thanks for everything, Will," replied Verne. As he turned to Marty, he added, "Hey, Marty, there's... Well, there's a little something that I need to tell you." Marty smiled encouragingly, as Verne continued, "I think Linda and I are... Well, we're in love!"

"You... Linda... in love?" Marty stammered, as he was shocked. "I mean, I suppose I feel real happy for you. It's really that... Well, the two of you actually belong to two different time periods. Granted, you were quite born in this time period - but..." As a sudden sadness crept over Marty, he added, "Anyway, she won't be alive for long."

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