October 27, 1985
7:00 PM PST

After Marty, Jennifer, and Doc had dinner at Burger King - they then headed over to Doc's garage. Marty could hardly believe that he has to be back at school the next day. He wasn't sure how he would be able to concentrate on his lessons, when he has to deal with two sets of memories. At least his classes were still the same.

Doc looked around, and gasped, 'What the hell happened here? Marty, I thought I told you not to hook up to the amplifier - that there might be a slight possibility of overload!'

'Yeah, I know you told me that,' Marty said, blinking back tears, 'and I'm sorry. But I already hooked up the amplifier before you called me.'

'It's okay, Marty,' said Doc, gently placing his hand on Marty's shoulder. 'I guess I should have warned you earlier.'

'Yeah, and you also forgot to turn off your equipment,' Marty reminded Doc. Marty looked at the bowl of dog food, and started gagging.

'Sorry about that, Marty,' Doc said, gently. 'I'm only human, too. I'm sorry for getting a little careless. I suppose we should clean up this mess, now.'

'I am not touching the dog food,' Marty insisted.

'It's okay,' said Doc. 'I'll take care of that. I suppose we could wait until tomorrow afternoon to clean up. Right now, I think we all could stand to relax a bit.'

'So, anyway, Doc,' Marty asked, 'what did you find out about the future? Do I end up becoming rich and famous? Are our children's names still Norman and Doris?'

'Please, Marty,' Doc insisted, 'nobody should know too much about their own destiny.'

'Aw, c'mon, Doc,' pleaded Jennifer. 'Can't you at least tell us an eensie-weensie little bit about the future? It's not fair of you to keep all of this from us!'

'Well, all right then,' Doc said, sighing, 'I will tell you that the two are you are headed towards a much happier future than before. That is all I can tell you, though. If I tell you too much about your future, it could have serious repercussions on future events. Do you understand?'

'Yeah, I guess so,' Marty said, sighing. 'Well, I guess I can at least rest easy now, knowing that Jennifer and I are headed towards a much brighter future, now.'

'Now you two do still have to be careful,' Doc said, a bit sternly. 'Marty, I hope you have learned your lesson about letting people goad you into taking foolish risks. You already know what would have happened if you did race Needles. I do not want you to end up doing something else that ends up ruining your future.'

'Doc is right, Marty,' added Jennifer. 'I have been concerned for you for a very long time. I really do love you a lot, and I really don't want to see you getting hurt.'

'So, Marty,' Doc asked, 'do you remember anything about this timeline?'

'Yeah, I have two sets of memories,' replied Marty. 'Oh, man, this is going to get so damn confusing.'

'I'm sure you'll get used to it,' replied Doc.

'Come to think of it, Doc,' said Marty, 'I don't even remember having problems with being called 'chicken' in the original timeline.'

'Great Scott!' gasped Doc. 'Well, yeah, of course, since the new you had somewhat of a different lifestyle from the old you - the you from the different timelines probably do have slightly different personalities, and slightly different issues. Now that this timeline has overruled the old timeline, the two yous are starting to merge.'

'Oh, man, that is heavy,' Marty replied, breathlessly. 'So, I'm not going to lose my memories of the original timeline, am I?'

'I don't think so,' replied Doc. 'Since the timeline change was dependent on you travelling to the past, you now have two sets of memories.'

'In a way, I don't want to lose my memories of my old life,' commented Marty.

'I understand,' Doc said, softly.

'Doc, I just realized something!' Marty gasped. 'Now that Norman is back in 2015, he must be going through the same thing that I'm going through, now - although maybe even more so. I'm quite sure he would not be such a self-conscious wimp in the new timeline - so he maybe has to deal with even more changes in his personality.'

'Well, I'm sure you and Jennifer would help him out with that,' Doc said, smiling. 'As you're going through the same thing now, you would be the best person to help your son deal with his two sets of memories. I can do my part to help you, now - but, as I have never gone through anything like this - I can't really understand this as well as you can. Although, that might change, if I ever take any trips to the past.'

'Jesus Christ, Doc!' gasped Marty, 'Now I know what you had to go through, after you sent me back to 1985 after spending a week in 1955 with you. The anticipation might be rather tough - to know that, in thirty years, I will have to deal with my son having returned from 1985. Thirty years is a long time to wait, as I'm not even twenty yet.'

'Well, at least you have us to talk about it with,' Doc said, smiling. 'I mean, I really did not have that luxury. It was really tough having nobody to discuss this with.'

'So, do you think you'll be taking anymore trips through time anytime soon?' asked Marty. 'Personally, I really would like to take a break from travelling through time.'

'Well, there is the other great mystery of the universe,' Doc said, smiling,

'Which is what?' prodded Marty, with a teasing smile. 'Tell us, or I'll have to tickle it right out of you. So which is it, Doc?'

'Women,' Doc said, smiling. Then, turning to Jennifer, he added, 'I think it's so great that you and Marty are together - but I hope I can, one day, find someone to fall in love with. I really would like to be able to have a family, someday.'

'Just hang in there, Doc,' Marty said, encouragingly. 'I am sure that, one day, you'll be able to find your special someone. So don't give up hope.'

'So, anyway,' Doc said, smiling, 'I would like to, one day, get a chance to visit my favourite historical era - the Old West.'

'My great-great-grandparents, Seamus and William,' Marty explained, 'moved to Hill Valley from Ireland in the 1880s. Their son, William, was the first McFly to be born in America. I've seen some pictures of William. He's a good looking guy.'

'Well, would you two like some ice cream, now?' asked Doc, as he stood up. 'I have strawberries and chocolate syrup, and whipped cream.'

'That sounds great,' replied Marty, smiling. Jennifer nodded, in agreement.

Marty decided that he should maybe go to bed a little early tonight. One thing was certain, his life would never again be the same. He was determined to make the best as could of his life - so that he could provide a decent life for himself, Jennifer, and their future children. It appears that, indeed, history does often repeat itself.