1:24 AM PST
Marty had accidently bumped into the Assemblies of Christ church upon their return to 1985. As he and Artie stopped by the Bank of America, Marty opened up the doors, and they stepped out. He immediately saw Red, the homeless bum.
"Wow, ah, Red," breathed Marty, "you look great. Everything looks great."
Marty then looked at the Bank of America clock, and he saw the time.
"1:24," breathed Marty. "We still got time."
Marty then stepped back into the car, and he tried to start it. It didn't start, however.
"Oh, my, God," moaned Marty. "No, no, not again. C'mon, c'mon. Hey."
Marty then saw the Libyans' van driving past.
"Libyans!" gasped Marty. "C'mon, Artie, we have to make sure that the Doc is okay. I hope he remembered out warning."
Marty then saw the Libyans' van turn and pass the Texaco station, before leaving the Square. The twins chased after them.
oooooooooo
As Marty and ran into the mall, he saw the past versions of himself and Artie. The twins crouched down low, so that their past selves couldn't see them.
"No! Bastards!" yelled out the slightly younger Marty.
The Libyans had spotted the younger versions of Marty and Artie, and aimed for them. The younger Marty turned away, thinking it was the end. However, the Libyan's gun became jammed, which gave the younger versions of the twins enough time to get into the DeLorean - with the camera - and close the door. They drove off.
"Go!" Marty heard one of the Libyans shout.
Marty watched their past selves drive off in the DeLorean. He then watched the DeLorean leave 1985 and the Libyans crash into a photo booth. Once it was safe, he rolled down the embankment towards Doc, who was lying there.
"Doc, Doc!" Marty called up, as he ran up to flip Doc's body over. When Doc wasn't responding, Marty turned his head away and began to cry. "Oh, no!" sobbed Marty.
"He must've forgotten," Artie moaned, as he also began to cry.
Then after awhile, Doc opened his eyes, as he came to.
"Marty!" Calvin whispered, as he saw Doc sitting up. "He's alive!"
"Really?" asked Marty, as he choked back a sob. "But ho-how?"
Doc ripped open his radiation suit, to reveal that he had a bullet proof vest on.
"We were quite worried you might forget," Marty said, as he wiped his eyes. "That's why we came back a little early."
"Oh, believe me," Doc said, smiling slightly, "not a day went by when I didn't think about this incident. I guess I wasn't counting on being knocked unconscious, though."
"Well, you did give us a great scare, Doc," Marty said, slowly, "but I guess it's not something you could help. Well, at any rate, it sure feels good to be back in the year 1985. It's so nice to be again."
"So, where did you park the DeLorean?" asked Doc.
"Oh, we left it at the Bank of America," explained Marty. "I think you need to fix the DeLorean a bit. We've been having lots of problems with the starter."
"Well, I guess I'll look into that, then," Doc said, sighing. "I suppose we'd better get out of here."
"Yeah, right, we should," agreed Marty.
"Yeah, let's go," added Artie. "I'm pretty exhausted now."
Doc and Artie followed Marty to where he parked the DeLorean.
oooooooooo
"So, Doc," Marty asked, "was it quite tough waiting for thirty years before you could discuss any of this with us? I can imagine that you've had the tough end of the deal."
"Wow! It was sure a bit cramped in here," added Artie. "I guess this thing was only designed to seat two people. So, Doc, you're going to the future, now?"
"Precisely!" replied Doc. "This is the moment I've been waiting for."
"About how far ahead are you going?" asked Marty.
"About 30 years," replied Doc, "it's a nice round number."
"Look us up when you get there," suggested Marty, "guess we'll be about 47."
"I will," promised Doc.
"Take care," said Marty.
"You too," replied Doc.
"All right, good bye, Einie," said Marty. Then, with a little smile, he added, "Oh, watch that re-entry, it's a little bumpy."
"You bet," replied Doc, smiling back.
Doc then reversed and he travelled down the street. The three sonic booms were heard - then Marty knew that Doc had gone into the future. The twins then climbed over the gate, and they went back into the house.
oooooooooo
Calvin was looking out the living room window, as he watched the DeLorean speed off. He smiled to himself, as he realized that the twins had returned home safely.
Just then, he felt himself gaining a second set of memories. Not much had changed in the new timeline. However, he now had a new set of memories of that one particular week in 1955 - when he met Huey and Lewis at Lou's Cafe.
He now knew who Huey and Lewis were, and he even knew which one was Huey. He remembered that it was Huey who played Johnny Be Goode on the stage - so, Huey was none other than Martin Seamus Klein himself!
He began to wonder if he maybe should have told Doc who he really was. He began to wonder if those new memories would stay with him. His original memories of that week in November of 1955 were somewhat uneventful. He fell in love with Lorraine, and Biff decided to get revenge on him for dating Lorraine. However, in the original timeline, he had single-handedly punched out Biff Tannen. Also, the dance was over once Marvin Berry had sliced his hand open.
For a minute, Calvin considered letting the twins know about his true identity. He then decided against it, as it might just complicate their relationship drastically.
Calvin then sighed, as he found that he envied the twins - especially Marty. After all, Marty Klein was living the kind of life that he himself should have been living. He then realize that no good came out of resenting his son. After all, he had a great life - with a wonderful wife and four wonderful children, and he had a great job.
"Calvin!" Lorraine called out, with concern. "Are you feeling all right? Why don't you come back to bed? You need your sleep. Also, what was the noise we heard outside our house? It sounded like three sonic booms."
"Oh, honey," Calvin replied, "it's just some of our neighbours. Things will be fine. I guess I was just thinking about the kids, especially Marty and Artie."
"Yeah, the twins are really growing up, aren't they?" Lorraine asked sighing. "That's why I'm real concerned about Marty. I know he's been planning for two weeks to go to the lake with Jennifer, and I am happy for him. I do think he needs to take school more seriously, though. Otherwise, he might regret it later in life."
"Yeah, I guess you're right, darling," replied Calvin. "He's very talented on the guitar, though. If he ever gets discovered, someday - we'll be so proud of him."
"Oh, Calvin," Lorraine said, laughing. "You and Marty are so much alike! You know that? I could swear that our youngest son was, somehow, cloned from you."
Calvin just threw his arms around Lorraine, as he smiled. If only Lorraine knew.