Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.

March 21, 1987
3:00 PM PST

"But, Marty, I wanna watch Time After Time," eight-year-old Jules Brown pleaded. "I sure love reading books by HG Wells, and I love the fact that his wife really looks like my mother. My parents watch that movie all the time, and so do you and Jennifer."

"Listen, Jules," eighteen-year-old Marty McFly replied, gently, "we're not doing this to be mean to you. We just think the movie has too much violence in it. I mean, Jack the Ripper was a very evil man. Believe me, Jules, this really is for your own good."

Jules rolled his eyes - as his younger brother, Verne, looked very disappointed. Marty had to admit that his last statement was a bit unhelpful. He knew how he himself very much hated it when anyone would use that expression on him. Still, he rather couldn't deny that - under certain circumstances - that statement could be very meaningful.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Marty heart rather skipped a beat - as he figured that it was his girlfriend, Jennifer Parker. He knew she was planning to spend the afternoon with her friends, before dropping by. Dr. Emmett Brown and his wife, Clara, might be returning from their meeting within a few minutes, then he and Jennifer can go out.

"Marty!" Jennifer called out, as soon as her boyfriend opened the door. "So how are the boys doing? I was thinking we could go for a little walk at Hill Valley Park. It's just lovely outside, today - and spring is actually here, now. It's so wonderful."

"The boys and I watched High School USA," Marty explained, "and we also listened to Led Zeppelin for a little while, as well as April Wine. Now the boys want to watch Time After Time, but you know how Doc and Clara don't want them to watch the movie."

"Jack the Ripper scares even me," Jennifer replied, softly. "I was very surprised that the movie wasn't rated higher. It's rather fascinating how HG Wells left on November fifth of 1893, to end up on November fifh of 1979. I think it is very fascinating how it actually happens to be the same day that Doc came up with the flux capacitor."

"Yeah, in a way," Marty commented, "that day sure carries even more significance to us than November 12 does." Turning to the boys, he added, "Hey, buddies! I'm quite sorry that I can't let you watch the video, but you know I can't go against your dad's wishes. How about I take you boys to the Y tonight, and we can all go swimming?"

"That sounds awesome!" Verne exclaimed, as he and his brother both cheered. "It'll be even nicer when it's warm enough to go swimming at the lake. You know, I really can't wait for summer to let out. You know, I want to go camping this summer."

"We're home!" Doc called out, as he and Clara headed in through the kitchen door. "I have some very big news for all of you. Are you all ready to hear about it? You really may all want to sit down. The thing is, we've actually been planning this for awhile."

Marty's heart was beating rapidly. He wondered what the big news could be. Did Doc come up with another major breakthrough? It was rather hard to think of what would sure be bigger than a time machine, though. Granted, this might be an invention that Doc could release publically. Doc really was getting much better with his inventions.

After Doc took a deep breath, he added, "You see, your mom and I were thinking we really should go back to 1895. We've been living in this century for almost a year and a half - so, if we go back two years from when we left, we'll all be the correct ages."

Marty was very stunned, as he couldn't believe what he just heard. Doc couldn't just abandon him, now - could he? Marty had nearly lost him a few times before. He quite grew fond of the boys, as well. Jules and Verne also looked to be very disappointed.

"But, Dad, I don't want to go back to 1895!" Verne wailed, as he was on the verge of tears. "I quite like it here in the 1980s! I'm sure miss playing video games, and I'll also miss listening to rock music! The 1890s really seem so boring, compared to this!"

"You can't be serious about this, Doc!" Marty exploded, as he was also on the verge of tears. "You can't tell me that you're planning to just leave me again! I thought for sure you and your family were going to settle here. Please, Doc, at least tell me you will still will come here and visit me. I just can't stand to never see you again!"

"Please calm down, Verne and Marty!" Doc instructed, rather firmly. "You boys didn't even give me a chance to explain what our plan was. We are not going into the past to stay there. We are simply going into the past to visit old friends, okay?"

Marty just took in a deep breath, as he was very relieved by what Doc said - as well as rather ashamed and embarrassed of his sudden outburst. He knew he should not have jumped to conclusions liked that, but he wasn't thinking very rationally.

"Marty and Jennifer," Doc added, "the two of you are more than welcome to join us, if you'd like. I just figured it'd be a nice vacation for all of us, and it'd also quite give us a chance to meet everyone we've grown close to back then. How does that sound?"

"I'd love to see Seamus and Maggie again," Marty replied, excitedly. "I'd sure also like to see how little Will is doing. I guess he would be about ten in 1895. He really was so sweet, back when we saw him in 1903. I also wonder if there might be anyone in that year who would be about the same age as Jennifer and I, just out of curiosity."

After a brief pause, Doc replied, "Gerald Strickland would be around your age, and so would Larry Carruthers. Then there's also Mayor Hubert's daughter, Mary. That's all I can think of for now. There might be some newcomers since we left, though."

"I sure do wonder what Gerald Strickland was like back then," Marty said, sighing. "I know he was a high school principal before his son was - and, from what I've heard, he was almost as bad as his son. So I really must admit that I'm feeling nervous."

"You do have to understand that he went through a lot of trials," Doc explained. "I mean, he did watch his father get shot right in front of him. It hasn't been quite an easy life for him. For instance, I'm sure you can remember just how you felt - after you saw your father's gravestone in that world when Biff was filthy rich, right?"

"I sure do," Marty replied, as a wave of sadness crept over him. "I can also remember how I rather felt, the few times that I almost lost you. I guess that's why I reacted so strongly, after you mentioned wanting to go back into the past. You do mean quite so much to me. I've come to grow very fond of the boys, as well. You're all wonderful."

"I already explained to you the dangers of living in the past," Doc explained, in a soft tone. "I was just thinking we should leave soon - and we should arrive there at about three, and we could eat supper at Holt's Diner. We could stay at the Bluebird Inn."

"I could say that Jennifer and I are married," Marty suggested. "After all, it's not like they're going to know any different. I guess I would also reprise my Rhett Eastwood persona, and I guess I would also introduce my girlfriend as Jennifer Eastwood."

"That sounds like a great plan with me," replied Doc. He then stood up, as he added, "All right, folks! We'd better go put some clothing on from that era. Verne, I'm rather sure you'd be able to fit into what Jules wore two years ago. I should also be able to find something for the rest of you to wear. Then we'll go back in the station wagon."

"I'll grab Haven," Clara added. "I do wonder how our youngest might take to the Gay '90s. Which, come to think of it, we may quite have to introduce her by a name other than Haven." As Doc nodded, she added, "We could maybe call her Emily. It sure is a beautiful name, and it's really a lot like Emmett. How does that sound to you?"

"That's a great idea," Doc replied, as he smiled at his wife. "We'll have to bring some modern baby food back with us, as it sure wouldn't be very fair to make her have to adjust to late 19th Century life. We'll sure try to make things go smoothly for her."

Marty felt real nervous, as they all headed out to Doc's lab to change clothes. He felt apprehensive over the idea of Doc being shot again. He hoped they wouldn't have to deal with Buford again. At least, it'd just be a vacation of sorts for him and Jennifer.

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"So, Marty, how do I look?" Jennifer asked. She wore her hair in ringlets, and she was wearing a frilly pink Victorian dress. She smiled, as she added, "It's off to the Gay '90s we go! I think you look rather sexy dressed up in that Clint Eastwood cowboy outfit."

"Thanks, Jennifer," Marty replied, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "I think you look so pretty, Jenn. I think you'd fit in very well with the other ladies of that era. We might be able to gazxe at the stars together. There wasn't as much pollution back then."

"All right, everybody!" Doc announced, "it looks like we're about ready to go. We put the bags in the back, but there should still be enough room for Jules and Verne. We'll keep the station wagon buried at Hill Valley Park, and we'll really need to carry all the bags to the Bluebird Inn. Let's board the station wagon - and then we'll take off."

Marty and Jennifer sat in the middle of the station wagon, as Jules and Verne crawled into the back. Doc set the time circuits, just as Clara stepped into the front passenger seat - as Haven was placed between them. Everyone was quite silent, as Doc headed off to Hill Valley Park. Marty felt a great mixture of excitement and apprehension.

"All right, everyone," Doc called out, as he began to hover and accelerate the station wagon, "brace yourselves for temporal displacement." Marty's heart was beating fast - as the station wagon accelerated to 88 miles per hour, then broke the time barrier.