Back To The Future Part IV: A Famous Journey

Chapter 5: Back in Time

Ace looked everywhere around her. Everything was different, and it felt very weird to her. Ace then confused and angry at the same time sat in the dirt and thought. She saw a piece of a newspaper fly across her feet, and she grabbed it quickly and read it. The year read 1986. "Oh my god." was all she could say. She then started thinking again. "There's no one I know here in California. If so, their not even born or famous yet. And if their not famous, how will I be able to find them?" She read the paper again until something caught her eye. 'Saturday Night Live Succeeds in Viewers and Television Popularity'. "Dennis Miller..." She said angrily. "But he's my only hope, my only chance to know what to do...the only one I know too." She then stood up from the ground. "I have to go all the way to New York City. But it's worth it."

Ace then ran to the DeLorean and got in, and drove off. As she was driving she looked at the people; they wore completely different clothing from her time. "Why the hell is everything spandex?" She said out loud to herself. She drove to a gas station to find or buy a map of New York. She went inside but the man shook his head. "Well, you have to go to the Chamber of Commerce to get a map of another state, sorry dear". "Well where's the chamber of commerce?" The man working at the station gave her a small map for free and she went on her way. She eventually got to the Chamber of Commerce and got a map, and started out on the roads. "It's gonna take me a few days to travel all the way to New York."

All Ace did was drive, and only stopped for fast food and gas, not to mention she had over two-hundred dollars in her pocket. The days went on and Ace only got a maximum of six hours of sleep a day when she was traveling. She finally got to New York, as she saw the Statue of Liberty after crossing that long ass bridge. "The SNL Headquarters could be anywhere in this damn city." Ace then rode to another gas station. She went inside, looking like complete shit on top of it, but she didn't care. "May I help you ma'am?" "I'd like to know the location Saturday Night Live has their shows at?" "Alright I know where. Would you like me to write it down for you?" "Yes please." "Okay, you start out on this street, and turn left on..." The clerk continued giving directions until he finished. "Thanks a lot." Ace said and walked out the door.

Ace jumped into the car and starting driving again. "It's going to take a lot to make Dennis believe me... well bring it on 86'!" She followed the clerk's directions on the paper and ended up at SNL's studio. "Tits man!" Ace said in excitement. She parked the car, locked it, and got out. "Damn their jam packed!" She walked up to the door until a man ran out quickly from the doors and pushed Ace. The force was so strong and much unexpected that Ace fell and hit her head. She blacked out in an instant.

The man who pushed her was shocked and worried. "Oh my god, what have I done? Damn it I'm a shit head!" The man appeared to be thirty-three year old Dennis Miller; The Weekend Update Anchor Man of Saturday Night Live. "I better call the cops." Another man talked to Dennis, and it appeared to be one of his good friends and co-workers on the show, Dana Carvey. "No, no one calls the damn cops, she's my responsibility now anyway." "You're taking her with you? Just like that?" Dennis sighed impatiently. "Look Dana, I'm just going to take her home and take care of her until she regains consciousness, and let her family know and I'll let her go." Dana raised his eyebrows. "Well, I guess that's okay." Dana keels down and grabs her arm to feel her pulse. "She's going to be fine, since she's short you should manage to carry her pretty well, I'll stay here and make sure that if the cops come I'll talk to them." Dennis patted his hand on Dana's shoulder. "Thanks Skooter, I owe you one." Dennis then carry-dragged Ace into the front passenger seat of his blue 85' Ford T-Bird, and leaves for home.

Dennis gets out of his car and puts one of her arms over his shoulders, opens his door and he drags her into his house, laying her on his couch. Dennis sits down in relief in a one-seated chair right by her. He then sits for a couple of minutes watching over her, but then gets up a package of ice for her head. While he's doing this, Ace awakens in throbbing pain. "Ow! Fuck! Ah!" Dennis runs back in the room quickly with the ice in his hand "Dear god, are you okay sweetie?" Ace; while feeling her head, looks up at Dennis, speechless. "Here, I got you some ice to help your head." Dennis lifts Ace's head and puts the ice under there. Ace sighs and softly. "You're... Dennis Miller." "I'm surprised you know that." Dennis' face lit up, and so did Ace's. "Can you remember anything?" "Everything, except who knocked me out?" "I'm sorry, I did. I'm taking full responsibility of you and I am very sorry." Ace had a questionable face on her. "Did someone tell you, you had to do it? Or was it your decision alone?" Dennis gave small smile. "My decision babe." Ace smiled and Dennis knew that it was okay for him to do what he was doing. "Want to watch some TV?" Ace nodded, and Dennis turned on the TV with a faint smile.

Ace lay there, not paying attention to the TV "I think he can help me, I think I have a chance." She said to herself closing her eyes.