Chapter Ten - Hi I'm An Extra Terrestrial From Planet Mars.

Thursday
November 7th 1955
11:25pm

I was parked in the drivers seat of Doc's Packard waiting for Marty to climb down from George McFly's bedroom window. He was taking his god damn time. I was far to impatient and regretted saying that I would come with him. It was freezing cold, I was sure the temperature was below zero! However right now I had no choice other than to wait...

Few hours earlier

As Marty and I finally arrived back at Doc's, he explained his genius idea to me and Doc from start to finish.
"Okay, well now that the three of us have eventually sat down this is my plan..." He started while Doc and I listened around the kitchen table, "There is a radiation suit left in the DeLorean from, well that doesn't matter right now. But I can use it to pretend to be some sort of alien-"
"What?!" I burst into laughter,
"Sam, it isn't funny. I'm serious, back at the barn I was shot at because that farmer thought I was one and with my Dad believing in this UFO bullshit it might just work!"
"You was shot at?" Doc joined,
"Urr, yeah but that isn't important either, seriously guys you gotta listen to me." Marty was desperate for us to hear.
"Okay Marty, we are listening just tell us this plan?" I hated waiting,
"Right, as I was saying I can wear it, sneak into his bedroom in the middle of the night and pretend I am a creature from another world blah, blah, blah."
"If your father truly believes that you are an extra terrestrial, how will this conclude in him asking your mother to this ceremonial ritual?" Doc asked,
"I guess I have to tell him to..."
"Well that is a great plan Marty well done.." I exaggerated, he frowned, "What are you going to say to him, Oh hi I'm an extra terrestrial from planet Mars, I am here to tell you to ask Lorraine to the Enchantment Under the Sea Dance otherwise I will blow your brains out!" The two of them looked at me in silence once again. I squirmed, "I really hate it when you two give me that look."
"Sam, you are brilliant!" Marty shocked me as he grabbed my face and planted a kiss right on my forehead.
"Eugh! What is wrong with you Marty?" He ignored as I wiped furiously my forehead.
"Marty is indeed right Samantha, that is in fact the correct dialogue he needs to use. Maybe not entirely word from word of what you said, but something along the same lines." Doc answered why Marty acted overly happy about me taking the piss.
"Okay, so if I have just made Marty's plan ten times better, how we gonna make sure George doesn't go gallivanting through the night for this alien he has supposedly discovered?" I had a point, If George McFly was really obsessed with other life forms, it is more than likely he will want to know more about this creature what will appear in his bedroom during the night.
"Simple, we just knock him out."
"Marty you can't punch the lights out of your own dad!?" I exclaimed,
"No! I didn't mean like that. I meant you know that liquid stuff what people use to make people fall asleep with?" I had no idea what he was going on about.

"Chloroform?" Doc added,
"Yes! That's it." Marty pointed at him and jumped out if his seat and knocked the table. I saved my mug (what was previously filled with coffee to keep me awake) from falling off.
"What the hell is Chloroform?" I was completely lost.
"It is a liquid organic compound Samantha. A very hazardous chemical if heavily breathed in. It shouldn't be that tricky to make all I will need is Chlorine, Hydrogen and Carbon. Hmm, best get to it then. Do I have any Chlorine? hmm I wonder if-" Doc decided to trail off and leave Marty and I in the kitchen.
"You are really going to use that liquid stuff to knock out your dad after you threaten him to take your mom to that dance?" I got up to place my mug into the sink.
"I guess so, sounds heavy doesn't it?" He followed and placed his mug next to mine.
"No it sounds dangerous, but if Doc is willing enough to go with it then I think it will work."
"Hope so."
"Well, I'm definitely coming with you. Just in case lets say you need backup." I remembered mine and Doc's chat back at the school.
"Backup? What do you mean?" The confusion on his face was amazing,
"Come on." I smiled as I gently pushed him through the kitchen and out the door, "Time to turn you into E.T."

Thursday
November 7th 1955
11:45pm

I began to get agitated with how long Marty was taking, I was afraid his plan had totally messed up.
"I will give him five more minutes, if he isn't back by then I am going up there myself." I reassured my paranoid mind. I couldn't even listen to the radio to ease my thoughts because of the noise.
"Oh my God, come on Marty I'm freezing my ass off here." I whispered to myself,
"Well, you better turn the engine on and warm yourself up." As if by magic Marty was hanging from the fence he previously climbed up in his yellow radiation suit with a hairdryer accessory.
"What is it with people sneaking up and scaring the shit out of me?" I hissed in his direction.
"Wow, I guess this costume really works." He teased and dropped into the seat next to me.
"You knew what I meant, so you aren't funny." I scowled,
"Ooo burn. You know that isn't true and that I am the funniest person you know." He nudged my side. What is it with him today?
"Okay, you got me so stop kidding around now. Did your dad fall for it?" I changed the subject.
"I think so, he looked like he believed it." He shrugged,
"You didn't use to much of that mixture did you? Doc specifically said to only use a few drops so he's passed out for a few hours." I blabbed,
"Quit worrying, I'm a pro." He winked, "So, come on get that Motor running and put your foot down." I elbowed him to indicate to be quiet and did what he said.

I drove through the only route I knew what would get us back to Riverside Drive the quickest. Marty and I were talking as usual until I turned left into Rosewood Avenue. Marty seemed to be quiet and wasn't joking around as much, I didn't understand why he was looking so upset. I kept taking my eyes of the roads for split seconds to see what was wrong with him, he continued to stare at house on the right side of him even after I drove past it. That's when I knew. That house would soon be Jennifer Parker's home.
"Oh shit, Marty I'm sorry I didn't even know or realize..."
"No, don't. You wouldn't of known. I didn't even realize until I saw the house. It doesn't even matter anyway, I'm being stupid." He sympathized with me.
"Well what are you gonna do?" I thought I should eventually ask. Things couldn't get anymore awkward, could it?
"About what?" He tilted his head slightly like a puppy would when it don't understand.
"If we get back, what are you going to do about Jennifer?" I kept my eyes on the road as we left Rosewood Avenue.
"You mean when we get back." He corrected me and continued, "I don't know, I think the only option is to break up with her." He winced at the thought what made me feel uneasy. As much as Jennifer and I don't see eye to eye, I knew he loved and cared about her.
"You know that isn't the only option you got Marty. Just confront her and see what happens, she might even admit what she has done?" His eyes glimmered with hope for just for a second then it disappeared into frustration.
"But Needles Sam! She knows that I hate that son of a bitch." He punched the glove compartment.
"Don't we all hate him. I think you should confront her, Or confront them both?" I stared at the fist indent Marty left, "And Doc isn't gonna be too impressed with that either."
"I will face him later and suffer the consequence but can we just end this conversation now. I will figure something out when we get back to 1985." Marty lent back into his chair, folded his arms and closed his eyes, I nodded and changed gear.
Neither of us spoke, I thought he fell asleep. It took me a while to notice that I was driving past a small park. Marty and I took my Doc here once when we were twelve. We wanted him to learn how to skateboard and roller-blade. I remembered it clearly especially how it took the two of us weeks of persuading him to come. The way my uncle panicked as he skated down the steep hill and fell into that berry bush made Marty and I burst into hysterics.
I didn't acknowledge that I was giggling to myself out loud until Marty spoke,
"What is so funny?"
"Oh, sorry I thought you was asleep and not much really."
"Tell me."
"Ok. Remember the time you and I took Doc to that park way back over there-"
"Oh Christ yes! We tried to teach him to skateboard and roller-blade." He smirked.
"And when we pushed him down that hill..." I grinned,
"He landed face first in the berry bush!" We both shouted and erupted with laughter just how we did back when we were twelve. My giggles didn't stay for long, I suddenly felt overwhelmed with sadness. I could no longer concentrate on driving so I pulled over.
"Sam what's wrong?" Marty had instant concern all over his face.
"If we get back," He frowned at my if, "I mean when we get back. Doc is dead Marty. He is gone forever, I can't live without him, what are we meant to do?" The rare lump in my throat (I hardly ever feel) arrived to haunt me. Marty seemed as miserable as I was.
"What if we just tell him what is going to happen to him? I will tell him if want?"
"Is it really that simple?" I ignored the cracks in my voice the lump was causing.
"It is worth a shot." He smiled, "Now come on it is really getting late and we need sleep." He rubbed my shoulder warmly, Marty knew how to put me at ease. The lump in my throat magically vanished.

I had no idea what happened next but we gazed at each other for a little to long for my comfort. I wasn't sure what to do so my voice blurted,
"Ah, um right, yes let's get going then, um yeah." I snapped out of it and continued to drive on. You know when I questioned that things couldn't get anymore awkward? Well I was categorically, 100%, definitely wrong!