Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.

Author's Notes: This story takes place in the Universe where Martin Seamus McFly went back to 1955, ended up with amnesia, and eventually ended up marrying Lorraine. I would like to credit EternalDensity for the inspiration.

October 25, 1985
6:00 AM PST

'Hey, honey,' Lorraine Klein called out, as she gently shook her husband. 'It's time to wake up! You don't want to be late for work today.'

'All right! All right!' Calvin replied, as he stretched his arms. 'You know, though, I'm really not feeling too well today. I'm wondering if I should call in sick.'

Lorraine reached out to touch her husband's head, and said, 'Yeah, you do feel pretty warm. I'll call in for you, and then I'll make some soup for you.'

'Thank you, honey,' Calvin replied, gratefully. 'I'm not sure why I'm feeling under the weather today. Well, I hope that your brother, Joey, ends up making parole today.'

'I really hope so, too,' Lorraine replied, sighing deeply. 'I really wish all of our kids would care about more about my brother. Sadly, it seems like Artie is the only one who really cares about him. Linda and I have always been very close, but I really hurts me deeply to hear her comment about how it's embarrassing to have an uncle in prison. It's sort of like how Artie and Marty really care about Doc Brown.'

'I would try not to take it so personally, honey,' Calvin said, gently. 'Besides, I am sure they would feel differently, if they actually knew him. I have to say that I feel rather sorry for him. Anyway, just try to enjoy the day, honey!'

'You know, I'm a little concerned about Marty,' Lorraine said, rather quietly.

Calvin's heart then skipped a beat, as he said, 'Oh, yeah, what about Marty?'

'Well, I'm really worried about his future,' Lorraine said, sighing. 'It appears that he doesn't take school seriously enough. I hate to agree with Mr. Steve Strickland, but we have to admit that he does have a point. We both know how Marty has his heart set on being a famous rock star, but there is a real possibility that he might end up not being discovered. We'll have to find a gentle way to bring this up with him.'

'Yeah, well,' Calvin said, slowly, 'tonight might not really be a good time, though. I mean, he does have the dance auditions after school. Then there is also the party that we plan to throw for your brother, if he makes parole.'

'Well,' Lorraine said, as she kissed Calvin on the forehead, 'just rest easy for now, and I'll heat up leftover chicken dumpling soup for you.'

'Thank you, sweetheart,' Calvin said, huskily, as his wife left the room.

As soon as Lorraine left the bedroom, Calvin went to flip on KKHV on the stereo. He had remembered this date all too well. For he had once been Martin Seamus McFly, the son of George and Lorraine McFly. This was his last full day as a teenager in the eighties, because he ended up landing in 1955 - as he was driving away from some Libyan terrorists who had shot Doc.

After he had pushed George McFly out of the way, Lorraine's father ended up running him over with his car - causing him to wake up with amnesia. The amnesia had lasted for about six months - and it was during that time that Lorraine had manage to convince him that Calvin Klein was his real name, and he managed to adjust to life in 1955 rather neatly. Furthermore, he had also managed to fall in love with Lorraine - being unaware of the fact that she was his own mother.

He was stunned by how David and Linda ended up being born on the same dates as they were in the old timeline. Then, on June 20 of 1968, Lorraine had given birth to identical twins named Arthur William and Martin Seamus. Even though Calvin was mindful to not play favourites with their children, he had to admit that he did feel a special bond with the twins - especially Marty.

His mind then drifted towards George McFly, who had been his father in the original timeline. Ever since having landing in 1955, he and George had ended up becoming best friends. It was Calvin who had encouraged George to send in his science fiction stories to a science fiction magazine. George was currently working on his first novel, which he hoped to publish soon.

George ended up marrying a girl from Green Valley named Annie Derringer, and the couple ended up having two children. The elder one was a boy named Douglas, who was currently one of Linda's love interests. Although Linda did have other boys that she had a romantic interest in - including Paul, Greg, and Craig. The younger was a boy named Vincent, who was one of Marty's best friends - and played the rhythm guitar in The Pinheads. Calvin smiled to himself, as he thought of how surreal it was to think of how The Pinheads had gained one additional band member in this timeline - thus making the band a quintet instead of a quartet.

Calvin then started thinking about Dr. Emmett Brown. Although the two of them did end up becoming good friends in this timeline, Doc was considerably closer to Artie and Marty - and he became friends with the twins on the day that Marty had been bullied by Cliff Tannen and his thugs. Calvin remembered that that was exactly how the two of them became friends in the old timeline. There have been several times when Calvin wanted to explain to Doc about his real identity. However, he figured that doing so might only make things much worse.

With horror, Calvin remembered what would be happening to Doc early the next morning. He had to find a way to warn his friend about the Libyan terrorists, without giving away his identity. He felt that he owed it to his friend to do so.

oooooooooo

Marty Klein had decided to head over to the home of his friend, Dr. Brown - whom Marty called 'Doc'. Doc had been gone all week, and Marty was extremely worried about him. After being disgusted by the sight of the overflowing dish of dog food for Doc's dog, Einstein - and seeing that, according to Doc's clocks, it wasn't eight yet - Marty had decided to turn on the amplifier and play some tunes. He turned all of the dials up full blast, causing the amp to hum loudly. Marty then used his guitar pick to strum his guitar. However, a short circuit had caused the amplifier to explode, causing Marty to fall back into the bookcase. Marty had then taken off his sunglasses to check out the damage around him.

'Whoa-ho,' mumbled Marty, as he saw one last piece of the amplifier fall. 'Rock and roll.'

Then some loud ringing had pierced Marty's ears. He glanced at the fire alarm, but then he realized it was Doc's phone that was ringing. Marty had taken off his guitar and rummaged through the junk, until Doc's phone was found.

'Yo,' called out Marty, as he answered the phone.

'Marty, is that you?' asked Doc.

'Hey, hey, Doc,' called out Marty, relieved to hear from Doc. 'Where are you?'

'Thank God I found you,' replied Doc, ignoring Marty's question. 'Listen, can the two of you meet me at Lone Pine Mall tonight at 1:15? I've made a major breakthrough, I'll need your assistance.'

'Wait a minute! Wait a minute!' insisted Marty. '1:15 in the morning?'

'Yeah,' replied Doc.

'What's going on?' Marty asked, concerned. 'Where have you been all week?'

'Working,' Doc replied, vaguely.

'Where's Einstein?' asked Marty. 'Is he with you?'

'Yeah, he's right here,' replied Doc.

'You know, Doc,' Marty informed, 'you left your equipment on all week.'

'My equipment?' Doc asked. 'That reminds me, Marty. You'd better not hook up to the amplifier. There's a slight possibility of overload.'

Now you tell me, Marty thought, a little annoyed. 'Yeah,' replied Marty, he tossed the key away. 'I'll keep that in mind.'

'Good, I'll see you tonight,' replied Doc. 'Don't forget, now - 1:15 AM, Lone Pine Mall.'

'Right,' replied Marty, as all of Doc's clocks started to chime eight. Marty quickly covered his ear with the base of his phone.

'Are those my clocks I hear?' asked Doc.

'Yeah,' Marty yelled back. 'It's, uh, 8:00.'

'Perfect!' exclaimed Doc. 'My experiment worked! They're all exactly 25 minutes slow!'

'Wait a minute!' protested Marty, with frustration. 'Wait a minute, Doc! Are you telling me that it's 8:25?'

'Precisely,' replied Doc.

'Damn!' shouted Marty. 'I'm late for school!' Marty then slammed down the phone, grabbed his skateboard, and car-surfed to school.