Disclaimers-N-Such: Firstly, I would like to thank all you kind people who are reviewing me and telling me how much you like the story. This chapter is dedicated to all of you! Extra special shout-out to Ben, John, Julie, and Ashee. Love and snuggles to you guys! BTTF will always remain to be copyrighted to the great Bobs. Lisa, Aislin, and Mirage are mine. And I'm watching the first movie as I type this sentence. ^^ If you guys want me to let you know when I update this story, leave me a note in a Review! In-joke alert! It was nearly 10 at night when I wrote that sentence, so I flipped it to morning.
Sun shining through the window, Lisa awoke to find herself smiling. The warm feelings flowing through her body had nothing to do with the summertime sunlight. She sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes. For a moment, she thought she heard a snort and the sound of hooves galloping away from the house, but she didn't think twice about it. Lisa picked up the photograph she had set on her nightstand and gazed at it, gently running her thumb along the white hair of the image of Doc Brown.
"I miss you…" she whispered. Sudden tears sprung to her eyes as a near-overwhelming feeling of deep sadness settled upon her like a cold, wet blanket. She hugged the photo to her chest as the tears slipped down her cheeks, leaving small, damp circles on her blankets.
Lisa knew the dream she had been having had been a memory, but what of the parts her other self was asleep through, such as Doc telling her he loved her? Were they real? Did they actually happen?
Something inside her told her the answer to those questions was a most definite yes.
It took her nearly 10 minutes to cry herself dry. Oh, she had considered going back to Earth, but something always kept her from carrying it out. She was firmly convinced Doc didn't need her anymore and these dreams were just something her subconscious was cooking up because she missed him so much.
Lisa knew she wouldn't get anymore sleep, especially considering it was nearly 10 in the morning, so she placed the photograph back on her nightstand, put on her glasses, and got up to begin the day.
Meanwhile, outside, Aislin was galloping away from the house. He felt slightly confident that merging Lisa and Dr. Brown's memories of that fateful night would have the desired results.
He ran until he entered a small clearing in the forest where Mirage was waiting.
"How'd it go?" she asked.
"Proceeding as planned." Aislin replied, then yawned. He had been up all night, of course, and it was taking its toll. "I'll have to wait until tonight to try again." He yawned for a second time, clearly exhausted.
Mirage went to him and gave him an affectionate nuzzle. "You should sleep now. You'll need your strength tonight."
Another yawn escaped the unicorn before he could answer her. "Yes, you're right. Goodnight, Mirage." He nuzzled her.
She giggled. "You mean, 'Good morning'."
Aislin managed a tired smile (or the unicorn equivalent, anyway) and walked away to his home in the forest, hoping that things would go the way he needed.
That night, Aislin galloped as fast as he could to Lisa's house. He had overslept and it was far after dark by the time he got there, but he could feel that she hadn't entered REM sleep yet.
By peeking through her window, he could see her sitting, awake, on her bed, leafing through a book. She looked up suddenly and Aislin backed up into the shadows, lest she see him and figure out what he was up to.
After a moment, he heard her sigh, then she put the book away and returned to her bed. She picked up the photograph, held it tight against her, removed her glasses, placed them on the night stand, shut off the light, lay down, and closed her eyes.
Aislin made a unicorn grin. It was time.
End part five.