Okay, the events in this story take place immediately after the events in the end of the trilogy. Fortunately, in my trilogy universe, Marty doesn't have to wait long at all for Doc to return to 1985. I mean, hasn't poor Marty already suffered enough? Anyway, onto the story, now...
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October 27, 1985
4:30 PM PST
'All right, boys, buckle up!' Doc told Jules and Verne.
'Hey, Doc...where ya going now?' asked Marty. 'Back to the future?'
Doc shook his head, smiled and said, 'Nope. Already been there!'
Marty and Jennifer looked up to see Doc and family wave at them, and they waved back. Then the train's wheeled lift up To Marty's amazement, he realized that it's been hover converted. The train flies off, turns around, and then disappears.
Marty was then stunned. He kept staring straight ahead, and he seemed paralyzed.
'Marty, are you alright?' Jennifer asked, concerned.
'Wha-what?' stammered Marty. Then some terrible thoughts started to sink in. It seemed that Doc has said goodbye forever - that he may choose to settle back in the Old West for good. Tears were stinging the back of Marty's eyes.
'Well, you seem to be a state of shock! Are you missing your friend already?'
'Y-yes, I am,' whispered Marty. Then Marty crumpled onto the ground and collapsed into sobs, his shoulders were shaking with tormented sobs.
'Oh, Marty,' murmured Jennifer, softly - as he cradled Marty into his arms, and rocked him back and forth. It really upset Jennifer to see Marty crying so hard. Poor, sweet, sensitive Marty! Jennifer thought, sadly, really feeling bad for her boyfriend. She has seen Marty cry on a few occassions before, but not quite like that. Marty was crying like his heart was breaking. 'You really miss Dr. Brown, don't you?'
'I, uh, uh...' Marty was crying so hard he couldn't speak.
'Just don't say anything, Marty,' Jennifer whispered, continuing to rock Marty back and forth. 'Just let it all out.'
After what seemed to be an hour, some sonic booms could then be heard. It was Doc, with a brand new DeLorean. As Doc stepped out the DeLorean, he could see Jennifer rocking Marty back and forth, trying desperately to comfort him.
'Jennifer,' Doc called out, softly, 'what is wrong with Marty?'
'Oh, Dr. Brown,' Jennifer answered, with relief. 'thank goodness you're back! Marty has been like this ever since you left. I've been trying to comfort him and calm him down. I thought he would never stop crying. Dr. Brown, he obviously misses you a lot.'
'Doc, Doc, what brings you back here?' asked Marty, trying to swallow his sobs. 'I thought I would never see you again! You really mean a lot to me, honest, you do.'
Then Marty hugged Doc, and began to cry again. 'Please tell me you're back here to stay,' Marty sobbed, pleadingly.
'Yes, yes, Marty,' Doc said, softly. 'Clara and I have decided to move back - with our sons. We decided that if we stayed in the past, we could create some serious problems in the time-space continuum. Besides, I've really missed you, too.'
'Oh, Doc...' Marty sobbed. 'Were you really planning on never coming back?'
Doc sighed, trying to think of how to respond. His young friend was obviously very grief-strucken. 'I know we would have to come back here, eventually. We just didn't know when. We have to think of a good cover story, to explain how I suddenly have a wife and two kids. I promise, we'll come back here as soon as possible. I really do love you a lot, Marty - and I missed you, too.'
'It's so good to hear,' Marty whispered, through sobs.
Gee, is Marty ever going to stop crying? Jennifer thought, with dispair. Poor Marty, I guess he really was close to Dr. Brown.
'Dr. Brown,' whispered Jennifer, 'what can we do? What can we do to get Marty to stop crying?'
'First, Jennifer, please just call me Doc. Second of all, let's just be patient, and let Marty cry until he's done. It's best to let him get it all out of his system.'
'But, Doctor - Doc,' Jennifer protested, 'Marty has been crying ever since you left with your family on that train, about an hour ago. I mean, you're back now - so why is he still crying? I want to see Marty be happy.'
'Part of it probably tears of joy and relief,' explained Doc. 'He obviously thought that he would never see me again - and now that I am back...'
'I guess I understand, sort of,' said Jennifer, with a sigh. Then she started to gently rub Marty's back. After what seemed to be ages, Marty's sobs finally began to subside.
'Feel better now, Marty?' Jennifer asked, giving Marty a tight squeeze.
'Thanks, Jennifer! Thank, Doc!' said Marty, wiping his face. 'So, Doc, you really are moving back with your family?'
'Yes, Marty, yes,' Doc said, softly. 'I was just about to come back here to give you the news that we were returning. I didn't want you to wait long at all. I thought that an hour later would be early enough to come back and well you. Well, maybe I should've told you that we would be coming back - when I brought my family here on the train.'
'Well, Doc, you seemed so happy back in the Old West,' said Marty, sighing. 'When you mentioned that you came back to get Einstein, and that you had a souviner for us - I thought I would never see you again. It's like how I felt when you were shot by the Lybians. It's like you may as well be dead.'
'I'm sorry, Marty,' Doc said, softly. 'I just wasn't thinking.'
Jennifer was worried that Marty might start crying again - but, instead, Marty gave a big smile, hugged Doc tightly, and said, 'I can't tell you how happy I feel, now that you are coming back. When do you think you might return?'
'Well, it might take about a month to find a house, and get settled in,' said Doc. 'However, I've be spending a lot of time here within the next month, preparing for the move and all that.'
Then Doc reached out to tickle Marty's ribs.
'Hey, hey, Doc,' protested Marty, laughing. 'I'm ticklish there!'
'Oh, you are, eh?' Doc asked, with a mischieveous smile. Then Doc began to tickle Marty all over the place, and Jennifer helped him.
'Let's take off his socks and shoes, and tickle him on the soles of his feet,' suggested Jennifer, laughing.
'Don't you dare tickle me there!' protested Marty, through laughter.
'Naaa, not today,' said Doc, smiling.
'Maybe another time,' suggested Jennifer.
'I don't think so!' protested Marty, laughing.
'What? You don't trust me to tickle your feet?' Jennifer asked, shocked. 'But I'm your girlfriend!'
'Yeah, and I've been your friend for many years,' added Doc. 'Surely, you can allow us, of all people, to tickle your feet!'
'No, I don't allow anybody to tickle my feet!' insisted Marty, laughing too hard to protest firmly.
'Okay, Doc, that's maybe enough for now,' suggested Jennifer. 'At least we've got Marty to laugh again.'
'Yeah, thank goodness!' replied Doc. 'I never meant to hurt Marty.'
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Later on that night, as Jennifer was about to head off to bed, the phone rang.
'Hello, Parker residence,' answered Jennifer.
'Oh, good, glad you're there,' replied a familiar voice. 'It's me, Doc. I have a plan that might interest you.'
'Oh, what plan is that?' asked Jennifer.
'To capture Marty so that we can tickle his feet,' said Doc, slyly.
A big grin came across Jennifer's face. 'Oh, that plan. That sounds awesome!'
Then Doc explained his plans to Jennifer.
After Jennifer hung up, she went to bed with a huge smile on her face. Wait until poor Marty finds out what's in store for him.
October 28, 1985
4:00 PM PST
Marty was in Doc's garage, helping him clean up the place.
'I must say, Doc,' said Marty, 'it will be strange to see you here with a family, now. I'm happy that you are moving back, though.'
'I'm still sorry for making you cry,' said Doc, with remorse. 'I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I was leaving for good. That was not my plan at all.'
'I maybe shouldn't have jumped to conclusions,' said Marty, with a sigh. 'I feel like I should maybe apologize to Jennifer about yesterday, too.'
'Apologize for what?' asked Doc. 'Crying? Marty, you should never have to feel the need to apologize for something like that.'
'It almost seemed like she got impatient with me for crying,' explained Marty.
'Oh, no, no, no, Marty! I'm sure that's not the case at all. Jennifer loves you with all of her heart, and she just felt a little frustrated with the inability to comfort you. Frustrated with the situation, I mean - not frustrated with you. It's just that it breaks Jennifer's heart to see you cry - just like it also broke my heart to see you cry. She wants you to be happy, is all. She really is a sweet caring girl, who cares deeply about you.'
'Yeah, you're probably right, Doc,' Marty sighed. 'In a way, I really will miss the garage - even though I understand that you need a bigger home for your family.'
'You know, Marty?' asked Doc, with a gentle smile. 'I'm going to miss this garage, too. I mean, we've created so many fond memories in the garage.'
'Don't get me wrong, Doc,' said Marty. 'I am happy for you that you've found love, and that you have a family, now. Still, I will kind of miss being able to just pop up on you whenever I like. Know what I mean?'
'I understand, Marty,' Doc said, gently. 'This will be a huge adjustment for all of us. The boys are certainly excited about living in this time period, even though they will certainly miss their friends. We can maybe visit on the holidays, though.'
'That would work,' agreed Marty. 'Say, how does Clara feel about coming to the present?'
'She probably will have a hardest time adjusting,' mused Doc. 'She is, however, just as excited as the rest of us about the move.'
'Oh, good, I'm happy to hear that,' said Marty. 'So how much time has passed for you - between the time you left in the train and came back an hour later?'
'Only two weeks for Clara and the boys,' explained Doc. 'I went to 1982, though, in New York, to fix up another DeLorean. I was there for two months.'
'So, Doc, are we going to go on more time travel adventures - or are you going to retire from time travelling?'
'Well, we do have to be careful with travelling through time,' explained Doc. 'Still, it would be fun to visit all different time periods.'
'Oh, cool, that sounds awesome,' replied Marty.
'It's definitely not going to become a weekly thing, though,' said Doc. 'Maybe just one adventure every once in awhile.'
'Say, Doc, I was wondering if Jennifer and I can visit the 60s, sometime? I've become a bit interested in the hippie movement of the late 60s - and I'm fond of psychedelic rock.'
'Well, let me think about,' said Doc. 'I can't make any promises, though.'
'Sure, sounds fair enough,' agreed Marty. 'By the way, where do you think you'll be putting all of your clocks?'
'Oh, maybe in the lab,' answered Doc. 'It would be the best place for them. Of course, the other reason I decided to come back - is because of Dr. E Brown Enterprises. I couldn't very well just abandon my business.'
'Oh, yeah, right,' stammered Marty. 'We are certainly going to have a lot of adjustments to go through. I mean, I'm still trying to deal with having two sets of childhood memories. The funny thing is, I don't even remember having issues with being called 'chicken' - from the original timeline that I came from.'
'Do you ever miss your old family?' Doc asked, softly.
'In a way, kinda, yeah,' replied Marty. 'Still, I'm happy that my parents, Dave, and Linda have turned out to have better lives this time. Say, I wonder what has become of the timeline that I came from. Like, I wonder if there's still a me there.'
'I don't think so,' said Doc, shaking his head. 'When you went back to 1955 and brought your parents together, this new timeline then overruled the original timeline. It's sort of like overwriting a computer file.'
'Okay, I think I get what you mean,' said Marty. 'Boy, is this heavy, though!'
'Yeah, real heavy, agreed Doc.'
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Two hours later, Doc and Marty were driving around town, looking at houses that were for sale. They came across a two-storey yellow house that had three bedrooms, two full-baths, a kitchen, and some living rooms. It also had a nice basement with places where Jules and Verne could play. The house also had a garage seperate from the house. The best thing about the house was, it was only a block away from where Marty and his family lived.
'So, do you think you'll be buying this house, Doc?' Marty asked.
'So far, this house looks to appeal to me the best,' answered Doc. 'I could, of course, do my scientific experiments in the garage - and keep the time machines there. We'll have to keep visitors out of the garage.'
'Well, yeah, of course,' agreed Marty, nodding.
'Tomorrow, Marty,' explained Doc, 'I will be heading back to 1893, to help Clara and the boys do some packing up. I should be back here by the time you get out of school.'
'Sounds awesome,' replied Marty. 'Maybe I could talk to Jennifer, and see if she would like to help us set up your new house.'
'Well, yeah, if she wants to - that would be nice,' Doc agreed.
'So how old are the kids?' asked Marty.
'Jules is seven, and Verne is five,' Doc answered. 'Maybe we should say that I married Clara on one of my out-of-state trips - and that Jules and Verne are Clara's children from a previous marriage. The only problem is, the kids do share some of my traits.'
'Well, we'll come up with something, Doc,' Marty said, smiling.
Then Doc and Marty embraced.
'Well, Doc,' said Marty, 'Jennifer and I decided to go see a movie tonight, so I probably should get leaving soon.'
'Well, have fun, Marty!' said Doc. 'Meet me at the garage after school tomorrow, okay?
'Will do, Doc,' replied Marty.