Disclaimer: I do not own Back to the Future.

Author's Notes: Many of the characters in the story were suggested by princessserenity3000. Furthermore, the idea of Marty being sick in 1885, and having Jennifer bring back some medicine for him was suggested by IllusionalDreamWriter.

November 13, 1955
7:00 AM PST

It was the morning after the night of the famous Hill Valley lightning storm - which was the same night that Jennifer and Marty had gotten Marty's father to stand up to Biff Tannen and Marty's parents to kiss and fall in love. Furthermore, it was also the same night that the Doc of 1955 had sent the slightly younger Marty and Jennifer back to 1985, as well as the same night that the slightly older Marty and the Doc of 1985 were sent back to 1885. While that night will be memorable to just about all the Hill Valley residents - it will be of especially great significance to Doc, Marty, and Jennifer.

Jennifer and Doc were both sleeping in the living room of Doc's mansion. Jennifer was sleeping in the chair, with her feet on the hoverboard - and she had put Doc on the couch. Jennifer had also placed Doc's letter from 1885 near the fireplace to dry. The television had been on all night, and now a program was just about to start.

'Hey, kids,' asked the television announcer, 'what time is it?'

'Howdy Doody time!' replied the kids on the show. Then they began to sing, 'It's Howdy Doody time, it's Howdy Doody time...'

Doc then woke up, and he clutched his head.

'Great Scott!' exclaimed Doc. Then he began to make his way to the television, accidentally kicking the hoverboard from under Jennifer's feet. 'Ooh... Howdy Doody time?'

Doc then got out his tape recorder, and he began to speak into it. 'Date, Sunday, November 13, 1955. 7:01 AM. Last night's time travel experiment was apparently a complete success. Lightning struck the clock tower at precisely 10:04 PM, sending the necessary 1.21 gigawatts into the time vehicle, which vanished in a brilliant flash of light leaving a pair of fire trails behind. I, therefore assumed that Marty, Jennifer, and the time vehicle were transported forward through time into the year 1985. After that... after that... I can't recall what happened. I don't even remember how I got home! Perhaps the gigawatt discharge coupled with the temporal displacement field generated by the time vehicle caused a disruption of my own brain waves resulting in a condition of temporary amnesia. Indeed, I now recall the moments after the time vehicle disappeared... into the future... I saw a vision of Jennifer saying, 'I've come back from the future'.'

Jennifer began to awakens and get up. Doc didn't see her, though.

'Undoubtedly, this was some sort of...' Doc continued.

'Hey, Doc. Doc,' called out Jennifer, as she grinned at Doc

Doc turned around, he saw Jennifer and began to scream.

'Argh! Argh! Argh!' Doc shrieked.

Doc stepped backwards from Jennifer, but the hoverboard was there - causing Doc to trip over it and fall backwards onto his piano. His elbow landed on some keys, which causes a rather sinister sounding chord to play.

'Doc, calm down, okay?' pleaded Jennifer. 'Just calm down, it's me, it's Jennifer.'

'No!' protested Doc. 'It can't be you! I just sent you back to the future!'

'But I came back from the future, remember?' pleaded Jennifer. 'Last night, you fainted... I brought you home.'

'This can't be happening!' Doc cried out, with disbelief. 'You can't be here! It doesn't make sense! I don't believe you are here.'

Doc then ran into the bathroom, and he slammed the door. Jennifer spoke to Doc through the door.

'I am here, and it does make sense.' Jennifer pleaded. 'Marty and I came back to 1955 with the you from 1985 to get a book back from Biff. So once we got the book back, you - that is the you from 1985 - and Marty were in the DeLorean when it got struck by lightning and you and Marty got sent back to 1885!'

Doc then opened the door and asked, in disbelief,'1885? It's a very interesting story, future girl, but there's one little thing that doesn't make sense. If the me of the future and Marty are now in the past, how could you possibly know about it?

'You sent me a letter,' Jennifer explained, as she showed Doc the letter.

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A few minutes later, Doc was reading the letter, 'Dear Jennifer, if my calculations are correct, you will receive this letter immediately after you saw the DeLorean struck by lightning. First, let me assure you that Marty and I are both alive. However, Marty has fallen very ill - and we don't have any good medicine in this era to make him better. So you'll have to pick up some aspirin from 1955. The lightning bolt that hit the DeLorean caused a gigawatt overload which scrambled the time circuits, activated the flux capacitor, and sent Marty and me back to 1885. The overload shorted out the time circuits and destroyed the flying circuits. Unfortunately, the car will never fly again.' Then Doc turned to Jennifer, and asked, 'It actually flew?'

'Yeah, well,' explained Jennifer, 'you had a hover conversion done in the early 21st century.'

'Incredible!' replied Doc. Then, turning back to the letter, he continued, 'Marty and I began to attempt to repair the damage to the time circuits. Unfortunately, this proved impossible because suitable replacement parts will not be invented until 1947. On top of everything, Marty has fallen ill - and there doesn't appear to be any suitable medicine in this era. Aspirin should be able to cure his illness, though.'

'I hope aspirin is strong enough for his illness,' Jennifer said, with concern. 'He's my boyfriend, and I would hate to lose him. He means so much to me.'

'Right, I understand,' Doc said, nodding. He then turned back to the letter, and continued, 'I have buried the DeLorean in the Del Gato mine adjacent to the old Boot Hill Cemetery as shown on the enclosed map. Hopefully it will remain undisturbed and preserved until you uncover it in 1955. Inside, you will find repair instructions. My 1955 counterpart - that's me - should have no problem repairing it so you can drive it back to September 2 on 1885.'

'I'm sorry, Doc,' Jennifer said, apologetically. 'I should have been more careful around Biff. I didn't know he would punch me out like that.'

'There are plenty worse places to be than the Old West,' Doc said, softly. 'I could've ended up in the Dark Ages. They probably would've burned me at the stake as a heretic or something. Let's look at the map. It says here the time vehicle is buried here in a side tunnel. We may have to blast.'

'Well, Doc,' Jennifer said, sighing, 'I just hope we can get your older self and Marty safely back in 1986.'

'I personally wouldn't mind staying in the Old West,' replied Doc, 'but, yeah, I can imagine that Marty would like to return to his own time.'

'Well, anyway,' Jennifer said, 'I suppose we should head over to the drug store soon, and pick up some aspirin for Marty.'