May 1, 1888
10:03 AM PST

"Just one more push, Mrs. Brown," prodded Dr. Everest, as Clara Clayton Brown was nearly hyperventilating. Her husband, Emmett Lloyd Brown, simply held her hand - as he felt a rush of deja vu. Not long ago, having even one child quite seemed to be out of reach - but he was soon to have two. "Congratulations! It is another boy!"

At that moment, some loud screaming was heard. Emmett turned towards the infant - as, once again, he could barely believe his eyes. He was now the proud father of two - and, once again, it seemed like a miraculous event for him. He felt quite overjoyed!

"Try to take some normal breaths, Mrs. Brown," prodded the physician, just as he cut the umbilical cord. "Your son sure looks to be in healthy condition, and he was born at exactly 10:04 AM. Congratulations on having your second child! You are quite lucky."

"I guess we are," Clara replied, softly. "I just hope that Jules won't... Well, Jules isn't even quite two - and it... To be honest, I was rather hoping to have a little girl - but I reckon I ought to be happy with what I have. After all, God rather knows what's best - and I... Well, I am certainly quite grateful to now have two precious children."

"That is certainly very true, Clara," Emmett replied, in a near whisper. Indeed, he still felt as if this was a surreal experience. Just as he was beginning to really get used to the idea of having one child, he quite discovered that he would soon be a father of two. "Well, I guess we should start discussing the name of our second son."

"Since we decided to name our first son Jules," Clara commented, softly, "how about we just name his little brother Verne? That way, both of our sons will be named after our favourite author. So, uh, what are you thinking that his middle name should be?"

"To me, the answer is quite simple," Emmett replied, with a wistful smile. "I was really thinking that we could give him the name 'Calvin'. After all, he was my dear nephew - until he... Well, that poor fellow ended up losing his life - while he was out at sea."

"Aw, how sad!" gasped Dr. Everest, as it almost looked as if the physician wanted to cry. "I really feel for you, Mr. Brown. I know you were quite close to Clint Eastwood, but I simply didn't realize that... I didn't realize that you lost another loved one - and at such a young age, from the sound of it. After all, that just sounds very... tragic."

"Thank you, sir," whispered Emmett, as tears filled his eyes. While he never really had a nephew named "Calvin" - his feeling of such longing for his old friend, Martin Seamus McFly, most decidedly were genuine. "I really do think about him, much of the time."

"At any rate," Clara commented, softly, "I guess our second child's name will be Verne Calvin Brown." A smile spread across her face, as she added, "I rather like that name. Both of our children are actually named after our favourite author, as well as the..."

"... the people that I greatly cared for," Emmett finished, as he blinked back tears. He wished for Marty to be there, and he quite wished for Marty to be able to share in the special occasion. Indeed, Marty's absence made this a bittersweet occasion. "It's hard to believe that... that we now have two children. Jules is just starting to talk, and..."

"I hope that we won't have to deal with so much bickering," commented Clara, "as the boys get older. My siblings and I usually got along quite well, even if we sure did have our... our moments. Besides, if we teach our kids to have empathy and courtesy..."

"Those sure are nice values to teach children," agreed Dr. Everest. "In fact, they are probably about the most important. After all, I always was a very firm believer in The Golden Rule - about really doing unto others, as you would have them do unto you."

"Same with me," Clara replied, smiling. "I do think we can get quite far in life, if we can really remember to treat people with the... the same courteous as we would really like them to treat us. It's such a shame, when people like the Tannens and Needles do not abide by that. I guess they simply never... I mean, Charlie Needles is a major brat!"

"That he certainly is," agreed Emmett, shaking his head. "I remember how he treated young Willie McFly at that spring picnic. He was a holy terror, and... I just felt so bad for Willie, and... I really do doubt that Charlie will get much better, as he gets older."

"On one hand, you have parents like Harriet Peabody," Clara commented, shaking her head, "who sets some unreasonable rules for their children. She seems to believe that children should be moulded into the people that they should be, instead of simply..."

"... being allowed to pursue their own interests," finished Emmett. "She seems to not understand that children also simply have a right to... to be individuals. On the other end of the pendulum, we have people like Billy Needles and his wife - who quite seem to believe that their children should actually be allowed to do whatever they please."

"Without compulsion," Clara added, softly. "I agree that that is a little too much. I am of the belief that a person's individual freedoms end, when it simply begins to infringe on the freedoms of other people. I dread the day that Charlie Needles starts to..."

"I am quite certain that, as a teacher, you will be able to curb his behaviour," assured Dr. Everest. "I must hand it to you, Mrs. Brown. You simply do have a way of keeping pupils in line, without ever needing to resort to usage of the paddle. That really is..."

"I never did believe in spanking," explained Clara, "and neither did my parents. I know that plenty of young adults, these days, do quite share that sentiment. When I was a little girl, though... Well, I can remember how my friends used to be so jealous of me - and my parents have actually been criticized, a few times, for spoiling us. It was a..."

"We did spank our children," explained Dr. Everest, "but not that often. My youngest daughter feels the same way as you do, and I think she is doing a fine job. You really should meet her, sometime. She lives in Los Angeles, though - so I do not get to..."

"Well, I came here from New Jersey," Clara replied, softly. "It's a shame that they are not here to... to see their new grandson. Well, they did quite mention that they might be able to come here for... for Christmas. They did come, last year - so I am quite..."

"Jules is with the Lathrops, right now," Emmett replied, smiling. Emmett and Josephine Lathrop were his maternal grandparents - and it just felt quite strange to think of how Jo was pregnant with the baby who would become his mother. "The McFlys were very busy, and... Maggie recently gave birth to their second child, Linda - and the baby..."

"Jo Lathrop is also pregnant, isn't she?" Dr. Everest asked, smiling. "I understand that your families are very close, and it really feels strange to think of how I'll be delivering so many births... in such a short period of time. Well, it is always a joy for me to..."

"Verne will have a couple of instant friends," Clara added, smiling. "Jules and Willie are getting along, rather well - and... Willie really is short, though - and Jules is nearly the same height as him. The way Willie just talks your head off, though - makes up for it."

Emmett smiled, as he thought fondly of young Willie. Indeed, the little tyke simply was beginning to look more like Marty - aside from his brown eyes. It also felt very strange to think that his second son was born prior to that of his mother. That simply was one of the wonders of time travel. Little Abraham Lathrop was quite starting to crawl.

"His mouth certainly is a stark contrast with his height," agreed Emmett. "He is simply so adorable, though - and he reminds me so much of... of a dear friend of mine. This Christmas, we will a lot of youngsters around. I think I'll be the one to play Santa."

"You and the other Emmett both make fine candidates," commented Dr. Everest. "I mean no offence to Seamus, mind you - but, with his height, it might be a little hard for him to pull it off. Willie takes after his father, but has his mother's hair and eyes."

"The other Emmett sure is one jolly fellow," agreed the blacksmith, nodding. Indeed, it was his maternal grandfather that he was named after. He began to feel very sad, as he realized that his grandfather's life sure would be cut short. "I guess there would be six youngster, two for each of us. I am certain that the kids will become quite close."

"It would quite be a little hard not to," Clara replied, with a soft chuckle, "since we are practically family. I simply hate to be a bother to you, Emmett, but could you bring me a glass of iced tea. This second time around wasn't so bad, but... I am quite thirsty."

"I'll have a glass, too," added the physician. "I'm certainly not in any major rush to go anywhere, and... It's a shame that all my children live far away. I do reckon that you would get along well with the grandchildren. Personally, I think it is nice in Hill Valley."

"I simply agree with you," Emmett replied, as he handed a glass to the physician - and then one to his wife. "I'm looking so forward to holding our second baby. It's sure nice to have, not one, but two precious children. Thanks to you, once again, for your assistance. The Lathrops offered to come here, for dinner - which is so nice of them."

"Here you are," commented Dr. Everest, as he laid Verne into Emmett's arms. "You did great, Mrs. Brown - but, once again, remember to take it easy. You will simply need to rest, for the next few days. Congratulations to becoming parents, for a second time!"

Emmett smiled, as he drew Verne close to him. It felt nice to be holding his second son in his arms. He smiled, as he quite kissed the top of Verne's head. At last, there was a Verne to go along with his Jules. Indeed, it felt nice to be a father - for a second time!