February 15, 2016
12:00 PM PST
"We're now in the year 2016," commented Doc, as the station wagon broke the time barrier. "Brad and Sabrina's oldest son, Todd Wilkins, is a licenced physician. We can bring Calvin to him to be treated, as Todd is aware that I've built a time machine. Do not go anywhere. All of you just stay right here, as I make a couple of phone calls."
Calvin was weeping silently, as he was really in pain over his broken leg. He was also distressed over his failed relationship with Clara Parker. She was just one more girl in his list of girls that really didn't work out for him. He began feeling great despair over ever being able to find his true love. Why did his twin happen to have all the luck?
"Everything will be fine, Cal," Marty whispered, as he drew his twin close to him. "I'm terribly sorry that things really didn't work out between you and Clara. The very last time we were here, though, you did have a son. Don't you remember Calvin Jr?"
"That sure doesn't mean anything," Calvin protested, sobbing brokenly. "I never was able to find out about my future wife. For all I know, we might've been divorced. All I really want is a girl... a girl that I can truly love. Is that really too much to ask for?"
"I understand how you feel, Calvin," Marty said, gently. "It's not something you can push, though. It have to allow it to happen naturally. You sure can't force anyone it to happen. I quite should've respected your wishes, Cal - and I quite shouldn't have invited Jennifer along. It was wrong of me to disregard your wishes, and I'm sorry."
"It was also wrong of me to ask if I could go along," Jennifer added, sorrowfully. "If you guys wanted me to go along, I guess you would have quite invited me from the start. I guess we've both handled this real badly - and, as a result, Calvin ended up getting hurt." She then leaned over, and added, "Calvin, I'm also sorry about this."
"I guess I can't really fault you two for this," Calvin replied, weeping. "I was being a very bad sport about this whole thing. I wanted to have a girl like Jennifer, and I've acted so foolishly. I guess it was just natural that you two wanted to be together."
"Well, no, we were wrong," Marty said, gently. "We had planned the trip to take your mind off your problems, and it was quite insensitive of me to tell Jennifer she could go along. I should've known right from the beginning that you were so bothered by it."
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"I'm back," Doc called out, as he returned. "Calvin, I called your older self - and your son, Alex, is going to come the hospital. Even though Todd already knows about our time machine, we still will need your son there - in order to get his thumbprint."
"You're the doc, Doc," Calvin replied, a little nervously. As he realized something, he then gasped, "Wait a minute! Did you just say that my son's name is really Alex?" As Doc nodded, he added, "Is Alex, like, a second son of mine? What about Calvin Jr?"
"Calvin Jr is now Alex," Doc explained, rather gently. "You gave him a different name this time. I shouldn't tell you quite too much about your own destiny, but this timeline has changed quite considerably - since the last time we came here. That's all I'll really be telling you. Telling you more could be disasterous to the space-time continuum."
"Whoa, Doc, this is heavy," mumbled Calvin. "Come to think of it, I was considering the idea of maybe giving my son a different name. I have considered Alex as being one of the options. It is rather scary to know how easily our future can change."
"That is actually a good thing," Doc replied, smiling. "After all, you remember how the last future here was a mess - because Marty had raced Needles." Turning to Jennifer and Marty, he added, "All right, Jennifer, here's some money for you. Go over to the Cafe '80s, and get yourself something to eat. Marty, I need you to lend me a hand."
"Thanks, Doc," Jennifer replied, as she accepted the money from Doc. "I guess I'll see you in a few hours." She hugged and kissed Marty, as she said, "I love you, Marty. I'll see you soon." She kissed Calvin on the forehead, and added, "Get well soon, Cal."
"See you later, Jennifer," Doc called out. As Jennifer left, he added, "Marty Jr will be at the hospital, with Alex. Marty, he said that he sure needs you to take Alex's place in a talent show. It's very important to him, and Alex needs to stay at the hospital."
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Calvin couldn't remember the last time he was in such pain. He had never fractured any bones before, and he wished quite desperately that this was just a nightmare. When he finally caught sight of the hospital, he then began to feel plenty of relief.
"It looks like Todd Wilkins is waiting by the entrance for us," observed Doc. "He has a gurney waiting for us, too. I've spoken with Todd a few times, and he's real nice. It's so nice that he offered to help us. I feel quite bad about bringing your kids into this."
"It's nice to see you, Dr. Brown," greeted a young physician, smiling very warmly - as Doc and Marty carried Calvin into the hospital. "I'm Dr. Wilkins... Dr. Todd Wilkins. I'm sure happy to be able to help you out." Motioning towards the gurney, he added, "I'll place Calvin on here, and we can roll him inside. I'll have him fixed up in a few hours."
"That will be so awesome, uh, Dr. Wilkins," Calvin commented, just as Marty and Doc laid him onto the gurney. "It will be very nice to be in the future, in order to have my leg fixed. Doc did come here a few months ago, in order to have his rejuvination."
"We'll take quite good care of you, Cal," Dr. Wilkins said, softly. "My mother, Sabrina Palmer, sure has been a very good friend of Doc's. I don't inherit any of her powers, but I've been rather interested in medicine for about as long as I can remember."
"Thanks so much, Todd," Doc said, warmly. "It helps to have an ally in this year - who is privy to my, well, you know. Alex and Marty Jr should be getting here shortly. That would help us out, as you need Alex's thumbprint. Thanks again for your assistance."
"Yeah, uh, thank you for offering to treat my brother," Marty added, nervously. "It really seems strange to think that, in 1986, you have yet to be born - and, in 2016, you're a doctor. It's sure convenient to know a physician who knows about our, uh, condition. Are you sure that you'll really have him healed within just a few hours?"
"Indeed, I will," Dr. Wilkins replied, warmly. "He will come out as good as new. It'll be like he never broke his leg. The future is quite grand. We have to register your son's treatment under the name of his son, Alex, though. Well, let's just go wheel him in."
As Dr. Wilkins was bringing Calvin into the surgical treatment room, Calvin began to feel so uneasy. He'd never undergone surgury before. Would they place him under anaesthesia? He then remembered this sleep-inducing alpha-rhythm generator that Doc had used on the children, the last time that the thee of them went to 2015.
"Everything'll be fine, Cal," Dr. Wilkins commented, as he placed Calvin onto a bed - which sure felt surprising comfortable. "Your son should be here soon. I will need to have his thumbprint. It's fortunate that you really have a son who resembles you."
Calvin felt rather stunned, as he saw two young men who looked like him and Marty walking into the room. He figured that they must be Marty Jr and Alex. They looked less scruffy and a lot more well-groomed from the very last time he saw them. They most likely wouldn't even remember his last visit, as this was a different timeline.
"Is that you, Dad?" asked one of the boys, as he took a real close look at Calvin. "My name's Alex Jandrew McFly. Are you okay?" As he took a rather close look at Calvin's broken leg, he suddenly threw his arms around his father - just as he began to cry.
"I'm sure everything will be fine," Calvin said, as he hugged his future son, tightly. "I just broke my leg, when I fell off a horse. I felt the very need to race a bully, just to prove myself worthy. It was a very foolish decision that I made, and I regret it."
"It just really makes me feel sad," Alex replied, sobbing, "to see you injured like that. I love you so much, and I don't like it when bad things happen to you. You've sure been a wonderful father, and I just want you to be okay! You really mean so much to me!"
"Hey, Alex," commented Marty Jr, gently, "your father will be fine. We had advanced medicine today that will make him quite as good as new. Anyway, if they're here from the past - and your father of today is just fine, then everything worked out." Turning to Marty, he added, "I do hate to impose, but do you really mind filling in for Alex?"
"No, I guess not," Marty replied, very softly. "I rather do owe it to you, anyway. I'm sorry that we had to drag you and Alex into this. I actually had no idea that you two were planning to participate in a talent show. I'll see what I can really do to help."
"The two of you better leave right away," Dr. Wilkins suggested to the Martys. "The last thing we sure need is to have someone else walk in, and become suspicious. We should be able to have him fixed up in about three hours. He'll be as good as new."
"I'll see you later, Cal," Marty said, as he leaned over to kiss Calvin's forehead. Calvin watched, as Marty left the room with his son. He really felt pleased to see his children were better adjusted in this future, even if Alex did seem to be rather emotional.
