Author's note: This chapter is full of crazy mean horrible stuff that Abby says and does to Clara. This is something that totally should be in the movie!

BLACKSMITH SHOP

"Doc, Doc, this is Marty. Can you read me? Over" Marty said into the walkie talkie.

"Check, Marty" Doc said from the other end of the room into the walkie talkie.

"Have you given up yelling?" I joked.

"We thought we could rest our ear drums and leave the yelling to you" Marty agreed sarcastically. I punched him playfully.

"Alright, Marty everything is ready" Doc said into the walkie talkie.

"Again with the walkie talkies" I sighed as we headed over to where Doc had set up a model of the railroad.

"I apologize for the crudity of this model…" Doc started.

"Yeah, we know, Doc, it's not to scale. It's okay, Doc" Marty interrupted.

The whole thing was beautiful though. The detail and time put into it. I swear it was like Doc already knew we were coming and made it ahead of time. But you never know with Doc.

Alright. Tomorrow night, Sunday, we'll load the Delorian on to the tracks here on the spur right by the old abandoned silver mine. The switch track is where the spur runs off the main line 3 miles into Clayton...Shonash…" Doc explained.

"Yeah, I know it's gonna be hard to get used to calling it the Shonash ravine" I admitted.

"The train leaves the station at 8:00 Monday morning. We'll stop it here, uncouple the cars from the tender, throw the switch track, and hijack…" Doc continued.

"Were actually going to hijack a train! Do you think we'll meet Jesse James? I heard he's so handsome!" I interjected.

"Borrow the locomotive and use it to push the time machine. According to my calculations we'll hit 88 miles per hour just before we hit the edge of the ravine, at which point we'll instantaneously arrive in 1985 and coast safely across the completed bridge" Doc ignored me.

"What does this mean?" Marty asked pointing to the small sign made out of cardboard near the end of the railroad.

"That's our failsafe point. Up until that point we can stop the locomotive before it plunges over the ravine. But once we pass that windmill, it's the future or bust" Doc explained.

"Why'd you have to say that Doc?" I cried getting queasy.

I watched as Marty Doc hooked up stuff to do some experiment to see how it would go. Doc caught the model Delorian before it hit the ground.

"Were dead" Marty and me said in unison. There is a knock on the door.

"Hello? Emmett?" a familiar voice called.

"Crap!" I cried as I helped Doc and Marty cover the Delorian.

"Hello" Doc said as if he was surprised to see her.

"Well, I hope I'm not disturbing anything" Clara said with fake sweetness as she looked at me.

"Oh, you are but I'm sure you know your way out. But if you don't it's where you came in" I said smiling evilly.

I know that was mean. But seriously I was only being honest. Some people have trouble finding the door.

"Oh no, we were just doing a little model railroad" Doc said glaring at me. I glared back.

Emmett, when my bags were thrown from the wagon, my telescope was damaged. And...since you expressed an interest...in science, I thought you might be able to repair it for me. I would pay you, of course" she said innocently.

"Oh, waaa" I muttered.

"What was that Abigail?" Doc asked pointedly.

"Nothing sweet father" I said with a fake smile.

"Buying the guy is the oldest trick in the book" I said through gritted teeth.

"You would know. You wrote it" Marty shrugged. I punched him.

Oh, no, no, no, I wouldn't think of charging you for

this.." Doc started.

"What he means is that he can't fix it. He has a very big project he is working on now and it cannot be delayed by something as trifle as a broken telescope" I cut in.

"Abigail is correct, but there is a possibility it will take only a short amount of time to fix" Doc said as he opened the case. He pulled it out then put it in front of his eye and closed the other.

I think the lens may be out of alignment, because if you move it this way, the image turns fuzzy, see?" she suggested moving very close to him.

"Ahem" I said loudly clearing my throat. She stepped back in alarm.

"What Abby's trying to say is that he is a married man…" Marty started. I socked him in the stomach. He doubled over in pain.

"She got it Marty" I said. Doc either hadn't heard us or was ignoring us. Both are possible.

Doc lowered the telescope and gazed into her eyes. She moved in to kiss him. I ran to the back room where they wouldn't be able to see me and imitated a old woman's voice.

"Emmett! Where are you my husband!" I called. She moved away from his quickly.

"That would be my wife. She's a wonderful pretty thing" Doc explained.

"Oh, I would love to meet her" she said with fake sweetness.

"No" Doc and Marty said strongly in unison.

"I mean, see has the Scarlet fever and gets these awful chills. And the coughs! They say she's highly contagious to non-family members" Marty said quickly.

"Oh, that sounds awful!" she cried visually upset. I started to gag loudly making a spectacular spectacle.

"I better go Emmett! But I will see you at the town festival won't I?" she asked dreamily.

"Yes…" Doc stammered.

"Uh, that's just like you father to forget about the project. It requires all of his brain power and he must not be disturbed anymore. But I believe me and my boa will be there" I interrupted.

She nodded sadly as I closed the door in her face. "Thank god that's done with. We could have had a major problem if you told her you were going" I sighed leaning against the door.

"But I am" Doc said matter of factly.

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