Author's Note: This story is written in response to the monthly challenge of March of 2008.

February 22, 1986
2:15 AM PST

It was the middle of the night, and there was a terrible thunderstorm. In fact, it was the first thunderstorm of the year - and Calvin McFly simply had trouble sleeping. He hated to admit it, but he was feeling so scared. He turned on the radio, as he hoped the music would soothe him. It was to no avail, though - as he still felt very terrified.

His fear of thunderstorms really stemmed back to when he resided in another world. It was the world where Biff Tannen was very rich and powerful, and he was also Calvin's stepfather. In fact, when he lived in that world, his name was Martin Seamus McFly.

He thought the young man who still was Martin Seamus McFly. He was really the one who had grown up in this world, and lived quite a happy life. As far as everyone else was concerned, Marty and Calvin were twin brothers - who were separated at birth.

He decided to change his name to Calvin William McFly - as his parents mentioned that it was the name they likely would've named Marty's twin, had he existed. He began to wonder if his twin was also having any trouble sleeping. He then figured it wouldn't be the case, as his twin simply hadn't gone through many of the horrors that Calvin did.

He slowly stepped out of bed, as he just made his way to the kitchen. He figured that drinking a cup of hot cocoa would help him feel better. He noticed that there was light coming from the kitchen, as he thought of who else would be up at this time of night.

"Couldn't sleep, honey?" Lorraine asked, as Calvin stepped in. As he placed her arms on her son, and looked closely at him - she added, "You simply look like you're feeling tense. Is there anything you would like to discuss? I can make you some hot cocoa."

"Mommy, I'm scared," whimpered Calvin, before he could help himself. He simply felt embarrassed, as the words came out. He took in quite a deep breath, and slowly let the are out - as he added, "Look, Mom, I'm very afraid of the storm. It, uh... it just brings back some bad memories. It brings back memories about when I... I lived..."

"Oh, honey, I'm very sorry," Lorraine replied, as she threw her arms around her son - and drew him close. "I just filled the kettle up with water, and the stove is turned on - so your hot cocoa will be ready soon. Anyway, I could imagine it would feel horrible."

"I remember how Biff would get quite so violent," Calvin explained, as he blinked back tears. "I would always flinch, whenever he walked past me - and then he would often yell at me for flinching. In fact, he often even responded by slapping me in the face."

Calvin began to cry, as his mother gently placed her hand on his head. While he had actually been free of that awful world for almost four months, the nightmares simply continued to persist. He just began to wonder if the other world still existed - and, if so, how his other mother would be feeling. He felt bad about abandoning her.

"I know what you're thinking, honey," Lorraine replied, softly. "It looks like Biff really has treated you badly. Anyway, I don't blame you for just wanting to get out of the world. I'm sure that my other self, if she's still there, would want you be quite safe."

Calvin wished to believe his mother - especially as she was, quite technically, the same person as Calvin's other mother. However, as he really thought of his own relationship with his twin, he knew they weren't exactly the same. He and his twin did have a close relationship with each other, but the two of them also had quite distinct personalities.

"So Cal couldn't sleep?" asked a familiar voice. "I just woke up from a strange dream, myself. The thing is, I dreamed that there were two Jennifers, and one of them sure looked like Elisabeth Shue. I don't know why I dreamed that. It was so... so weird."

Upon hearing about his twin's dream, Calvin began to think about his own relationship with Felicia Hartman - the girl that his twin had decided to hook him up with. He simply never had a girlfriend, back when he lived in the other world. He had to admit that he found Jennifer to be very attractive, but he felt that Felicia was more the girl for him.

"Well, dreams can be strange," quipped Lorraine. "Anyway, Calvin felt quite scared of the thunderstorm. He says that it reminds her of the... the other world. With the way Biff was so violent, I can really imagine that hearing all the noise can be scary for him. You had, I sure had nightmares of my own, after the night that Biff tried to rape me."

"I can quite imagine it was rather terrifying," Marty agreed, as he sat at the table. "I could go for hot cocoa, myself. Anyway, while I'm actually glad that you and Dad fell in love - and that you're more successful, I do feel bad that you had to... had to..."

"You did what you had to do," Lorraine replied, gently. "It looks like the water is really boiling. I'll make you the kind with marshmallows in it. Anyway, it's rather strange that you... that you were Calvin Klein. I can't believe that I kept hitting on you all week."

"There was no way you could've known," Marty reminded his mother. He put his arms around Calvin, as he added, "Just cheer up, buddy. You're home, now. You never do have to worry about the nasty man, again. I mean, we still have Biff Tannen - but he really is nothing like his... his other self. Don't worry, Cal. You're safe here, with us."

Calvin knew that his twin sure meant well, but felt that he didn't quite understand the whole story. It really wasn't that Calvin was just afraid of the noise, or that the noise reminded him of his former stepfather's rage. It really went much deeper than that.

"Your twin is right, Cal," Lorraine replied, gently. "If Biff was to ever try to harm you, your father will simply kick his ass. I mean, he did grow into a confident man - and I'm happy to call him my husband. Your dad and I will do everything to keep you safe."

"Your mom is absolutely right," agreed a familiar masculine voice. "It's true that I used to always cower in fear from Biff, but your twin really helped me to get passed that. I did sometimes think he was a real pain in the ass, but he was right about everything!"

"You never have to worry about our Biff," Lorraine assured her son. "It's just like you never have to worry about Dad just allowing Biff to push him around. Maybe, instead of letting that storm make you think of just how nasty Biff was - you sure can let that storm make you think of your father kicking Biff's ass. How does that sound, honey?"

"Biff was very violent," explained Calvin, as he lifted up his head. "That's not the only reason why I'm terrified, though. There sure was the time, about a year ago, that he left me in an abandoned building. The thunderstorm was simply bad, and I was..."

"Holy shit!" Marty gasped, horrified. "He did that to you? That miserable bastard! He never should've treated you that way! I... I..." He took a sip of his hot cocoa, as he added, "So what happened? I mean, you really don't have to tell us - if you don't..."

"No, I don't mind," Calvin replied, softly. "The thing is, I was very cold and alone - and I was on the second floor. During the storm, the building was slowly falling apart - and I fell right through the floor. I couldn't go downstairs, as the steps were broken. I had twisted my ankle, and I remember that Mr. Parker found me - and he tended to me."

"Mr. Parker?" Marty asked, stunned. "Do you mean Jennifer's father? I really thought you never met Jennifer. Did she just not happen to be there?" He blushed, just as he added, "I'm sorry, I guess I'm getting off track. This must've been terrifying for you."

"I never exactly met her," Calvin replied, stunned. "We made eye contact - and I sure thought of how bad it was, that she was forced to work for Biff. Her father felt rather sad about the situation. He actually wanted to leave town, but he was financially..."

"That's sad," Marty replied, shaking his head. "You know, 'our' Jennifer really did meet her other self - but quite briefly. Say, Calvin, do you remember the story she told us - about how she had accidentally frightened her other self? I still feel rather bad, about how we left her behind. I didn't want to, but Doc insisted it was the best thing to do."

"Marty?" Jennifer whispered, as she walked into the kitchen. "I can't believe it! You're all up! Is the thunderstorm really that terrible, that none of you are able to sleep? I'm sure Dave and Linda will be getting up, as well. I could go for some hot cocoa, too!"

"Well, I think we have enough to go around," Lorraine replied, laughing. As she went to grab another cup, she added, "Tomorrow, I think you should go give your parents a call. It's not good that power in your house went off. It should be checked into."

"They'll be home by tomorrow afternoon," explained Jennifer. "It's a very good thing tomorrow's Sunday, so we can just sleep in - unless you want to go to church. I sure do feel for Calvin. I simply didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I've heard just a little bit of what you were saying. I can't believe Biff would do something that was so callous!"

"I could've been killed," Calvin mumbled, as tears filled his eyes. "He was insisting that I put his life through such hell, so he decided he would show me what hell was like. He planned to just keep me there the entire night. It's a good thing it was only a sprain."

"Everything will be fine, now," Lorraine replied, as she handed a cup of hot cocoa to Calvin. "We don't have to go to church tomorrow. However, I think we could just do some meditating. Jennifer, you could give us some techniques that you've learned."

Calvin smiled, as he slowly took a sip of his hot cocoa. As Jennifer was studying to be a psychologist, he figured that some of her tips could come in handy. He really hoped that, one day, he wouldn't be quite so fearful of thunderstorms. In the meantime, he was simply happy to have the comfort of his loving and supportive family beside him.