November 12, 1955

9:45 p.m.

Timmy's POV

Dad was pacing back and forth, checking his watches every chance he got.

I yelled to him, "Dad, relax. Marty and Annie will be soon."

Dad told me, yelling over the wind, "I'm sorry, Timmy but I am a bit nervous. A lot is on the line here."

I responded, yelling with all my might, "I know that as do Marty and Annie. Give them some credit." A quiet moment pasted as I tried to tell my dad, still yelling over the wind, "Dad, there is something you ought to know."

Dad perked up started to tell me, yelling over the wind, "No, Timmy! You mustn't tell me about the future! Even if your intentions are good, they can backfire miserably..."

Just then, dad's Packard pulled up and Marty and Annie came out.

Dad yelled over the wind, "You two are late!"

Annie shouted back, "What do you expect? We weren't going back in those zoon suits!"

I yelled, "Don't blame you!"

I didn't because I could see Marty in 1985 wearing a suit... Marty changed the subject and showed Doc the picture.

He yelled, "Doc, the old man really came through. He let Biff have it with one punch! He never stood up to Biff in his life!"

I looked at the picture, seeing that Dave, Linda, and Marty were all there. I breathed a sigh of relief.

But, dad perked up at this and yelled back, "Never?"

Annie yelled, concerned, "No, why?"

Dad waved it off and responded, "Okay, we're already." I couldn't help but wonder what he was trying not to tell us. He opened the De Lorean and punched in our destination time. He said, "You're destination time is all set. You left on October 26, 1985 at 1:34 a.m. so we're going to send you back at the exact same time." The circuits read: 'October 26, 1985 at 1:34 a.m.' Dad got out of the De Lorean and yelled, "Well, I guess that's it."

Marty, Annie, and I faked a smile and we said in unison, yelling over the wind, "Thanks."

Dad smiled back and yelled, "Thank you three. You finally got me something to aim for...and to look forward to."

At that moment, we all hugged my dad. We didn't know if we were going to see him alive in the future or not but it was best to be prepared for anything.

Dad was a bit taken back by this and hugged us back.

He said, yelling over the wind, "In thirty years?"

Marty answered, yelling, "We hope so."

Dad let go of us and yelled, "Don't worry. As long as you two accelerate the De Lorean up to 88 MPH just when the lightning strikes the tower. Everything will be fine."

'Not exactly what we meant, dad,' I thought.

We got in and Annie said, "Right."

Just then, dad felt something in his pocket and took out the envelope we sneaked into his coat pocket. All of our faces fell.

Dad asked, yelling over the wind, "What the hell is this?"

Marty answered, "You'll find out in thirty years."

Doc freaked out and yelled, "It is information about the future, isn't it!"

Doc ran over to the tree near-by and we went over to him.

Annie yelled, "Wait a minute, Doc. You have to trust us!"

I added, yelling with tears in my eyes, "Your life depends on it, dad!"

Dad shook his head and yelled, "No!" He ripped up both of the envelopes. My heart sank as dad added, "I refuse to accept the responsibility!"

Marty decided to put matters into his own hands.

With tears in his eyes, he yelled, "In that case, we'll tell you straight out!"

Just then, a bolt of lightning hit the tree next to us and the branch on the tree knocked the wires loose.

Dad yelled, "Great Scott!" He looked up and grabbed some rope. He yelled, "I'll climb up to the top and I'll throw down the rope to you three. You three then wrap the rope around it and I'll pull it up."

We all nodded and yelled in unison, "Right!"

A few minutes later, the rope came down to us. Annie and I held the wire as Marty wrapped the rope around the wire.

Annie yelled, "Go, Doc!"

Dad pulled up the rope and wire.

As soon as the rope was up, Marty yelled, "Doc! We have to tell you about the future!"

I heard dad yell, "Huh?" I yelled, "On the night we go back, you will be..."

Just then, the bells went off and dad yelled in pain from the noise.

Marty and Annie screamed, "Doc!"

I screamed, "Dad!"

Dad motioned us to go and Marty yelled, "No, Doc!"

Dad pointed at the clock and said, "Look at the time! You've only got four minutes! Go, now!"

Marty, Annie, and I ran to the De Lorean and drove off to the start-up point. We all got out and we put in the rod. Marty, Annie and I got back in.

Annie cursed and said, "Damn it, Doc. Why did you have to tear up that letter?"

I added, "If only we had more time!"

Marty perked up and responded, "Wait a minute. We've got all the time in the world! We've got a time machine! We'll just go back early and warn him!"

Annie smiled and responded, "Great plan better than the one we made up at the dance."

I shot her a look as did Marty and I changed the subject by telling Marty, "Ten minutes ought to do it."

Marty typed in, 'October 26, 1985 at 1:24 a.m.'

He said, "Okay, time circuits on."

Annie added, "Flux compotator...fluxing."

I added, "Engine running."

Marty finished, "Okay, let's do this!"

At that moment, the De Lorean died.

"Oh, no." Annie and I mumbled as Marty tried to start it up.

Unknown to anyone of us, dad was having his own problems. Dad was trying to get the wires hooked back into one other and soon discovered that he was short seeing that the tree branch was still on the wire!

Back with us, Marty was still trying to start up the De Lorean.

He mumbled, "Come on, please!"

Frustrated, he slammed his head on the steering wheel. The horn went off and the De Lorean started up.

Annie smiled and responded, "I think all it needed was a push."

Marty shot her another look as I giggled at Annie's joke. Marty got the De Lorean into gear. Meanwhile, dad got an idea of how to get back down. He put the wire on the hands of the clock and he slid down on the wire. He landed, got to his feet, and struggled to get the wire loose.

We saw him get it out.

Marty and Annie said in unison, "Doc!"

I said, "Dad!"

Marty, Annie, and I all closed our eyes and we both heard three sonic booms. I opened my eyes and saw that we were in the old theater. Marty backed up the De Lorean and we got back onto the road. We got out of the De Lorean and saw Red.

Marty smiled and said, "Red, you look great!"

Annie smiled and added, "Everything looks great!"

I turned to the Bank of America and saw that it had just become 1:24 a.m.

"1:24, we still have time! We're coming, dad," I said.

We all got back into the De Lorean but it wouldn't start again.

Annie mumbled, "Not again! Quick! Hit your head on the steering wheel!"

He shot her a look and I added, "What? It worked before!"

Just then, we saw the Libyans drive right by us.

"The Libyans," Marty shouted.

Annie and I perked up at this and we all started to run. We had to save dad!

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