Author's note: Hey this story goes out to everyone that reads it! So pad yourself on the back and tell yourself that Gooniegirl things you are awesome! Okay, you really don't have to do that but I would like to know if you did! Anyway, this part of the story is one of my favorites and I hope you enjoy!

"Did we make it? Are we back?" Marty asked as they soared above the clouds. Suddenly a jet swooped a little too close jerking the car. Abby went flying into the back of Marty's seat jolting her awake.

ABBY'S P.O.V.

"Holy crap I saw myself!" I yelled.

"In the mirror or back there when you accidentally saw your future self?" Marty asked sarcastically. I slapped him upside the head.

"So that was my future house and family!" I cried in disbelief.

"Abby there are some things that should not be known about our future. I know you probably saw an awful lot, but please keep it to yourself" Doc reminded me.

"Yeah, sure whatever you say" I said knowingly.

"I got you back the very night of when we left so you can go back home and get a good night's rest for tomorrow" Doc explained as he headed out of the cloudy atmosphere.

"Wonderful! We have that algebra test tomorrow!" I said sarcastically.

"Oh, no we only have ten more hours! What will we do!" Marty joked.

"Are you just asking me to hit you?" I asked warningly. That shut him up. Doc landed in our driveway and Einstein hopped out. We all got out and I started heading with Marty to his house.

"And where do you think your going Abigail Brown?" Doc asked meaningfully.

"I need to talk to Marty" I said simply.

"And he won't be here tomorrow?" Doc asked meaningfully.

"Doc it's Marty. Not Biff, not Griff, not Brandon, Marty" I reminded him walking away with Marty. After we were out of earshot I started the conversation.

"Look, Marty I just wanted to thank you for taking the wrap. A lot of other people would have ratted me out saying I had bought that book on our future life" I said thanking him.

"Hey it's fine I may have lost the whole book, but I still got some of the scores" Marty said holding out his arm to show where he had written a group of numbers.

"You little devil" I muttered.

"You know how many people in the world today would kill for your hand?" I joked.

"Probably a lot" Marty admitted. We walked to his back gate.

"Hey isn't this usually like always open?" I asked pointing to the lock on the door.

"Yeah, my folks must have started after we came back from 1955 and I didn't notice it" Marty said. Marty looked at me meaningfully.

"Okay, I want some Prune ice cream out of this" I said cupping my hands as Marty stepped in them.

"Can you get over?" I groaned under Marty's weight.

"Yeah, maybe. Give me a couple more seconds" Marty said putting his butt in my face.

"Marty if I wanted to see this side of you I would have talked to this side of you everyday" I said sarcastically.

"I know you like it" Marty joked.

"You know what I've had it! I've seen my house and kids in the future! I've seen a T.V. that you can watch six shows at once on! I've seen my living room full of pictures of hot guys that I should have married in stead of you! And you know what the worst thing I've seen today is?" I asked furious.

"What?" Marty asked curious.

"Your butt!" I yelled throwing him over the fence. I heard him hit the ground with a loud thump. I left him there and walked back to my house.

"Hey, Doc I'm gonna get some Prune Pie and go to bed okay?" I yelled into the garage over the sound of Doc playing with some rubber tubing. I pulled the pie out of the fridge about to put it on the puke colored counter when I heard a scream. I jumped sending the prune pie flying through the air landing on the brand new Amp that Doc had built.

"I'm gonna kill him!" I groaned. Sure enough the loud doorbell noise sounded as Marty ran into the kitchen.

"This is definitely the wrong time!" Marty yelled.

"I know it's not exactly the best, but it would make me feel better" I said slapping him upside the head.

"Oww!" Marty cried.

"What did I do? You already threw me over a fence because my butt was in your face! What more did I do?" Marty yelled. I pointed to the Amp with the Prune pie sticking to it.

"Are you suggesting I eat Prune Pie? Me, Marty Mcfly who has never been constipated in his life?" Marty asked walking over to the end table and picking up the newspaper.

"1985? It can't be" Marty breathed.

"Where'd you think we were going? Back to 1955? Your hilarious Marty sometimes!" I laughed.

"Abby, seriously something is wrong! I don't know how but this is definitely not 1985!" Marty yelled hysterically.

"What'd you do hit your head too hard when you hit the ground?" I asked in a baby's voice.

"Abby, can we take a walk around the block?" Marty asked as if it would prove everything he was saying.

"If it's to ask me to marry you the answer is no" I reminded him.

"No, I want to prove a point" Marty explained.

"Okay, fine but I don't think you can show me anything new" I pointed out. I yelled to Doc that I was going for another walk with Marty.

WALKING THE STREETS WITH MARTY

"See look at this Abs! Two outlines of murder victims!" Marty pointed out in the middle of the street.

"So, someone had a little fun today before we got back?" I admitted.

"And see this place? It used to be a mansion! Now it's a trailer with dead plants" Marty said picking one up.

"Drop it" a familiar voice said menacingly. We looked up to see a older Principal Strickland pointing a gun at us.

"So you're the man who's been stealing my flowers!" he said pointing the gun at Marty.

"Mr. Strickland! Mr. Strickland, it's me sir! It's Marty and Abby!" Marty cried scared to death.

"Who?" Strickland asked confused.

"The two kids you yelled at two days ago for being late. You couldn't have forgotten us, were your best students" I explained.

"I've never seen you before in my life but you look to me like a slackers!" Strickland said gruffly.

"Yeah, that's right. That's right, I am a slacker. Don't you remember? You gave me detention last week!" Marty tried.

"Last week? The school burnt down six years ago. Now, you've got exactly three seconds to get off my porch with your nuts in tact. One…" Strickland counted aiming at Marty's private.

"I just wanna know what the hell is going on here!" Marty cried.

"Two…" Strickland continued counting. Suddenly a car drove past and bullets began flying. Marty and me ducked behind his porch. The pots on the railing were broken one by one by bullets. I looked over at Marty and said the one thing that came to my mind.

"Looks like were not in Kansas anymore Toto"

R/r I just love that line! Ha ha ha!