"Hey, you with the hat!" Jules called out, but it only caught Marty's attention, for he remembered saying something similar to that before. "Hey Doc... I think that guy is calling you..."

Chapter Three:

Jules noticed that Marty turned around when he heard the call, and he was about to call out to him, but he suddenly realized it might be strange that he knew him. Instead, he walked up as casually as he could.

"Uh, hello, I know this might seem a little strange, but I have to talk to you two." Jules had been trying to make up a plan in his head, and he suddenly changed his mind as the words came out of his mouth. He figured it would be smarter to convince Marty of what happened before he tried to do any match making. Though he knew he was running out of time, he figured he would give it a shot. "Actually, I think I only need to speak with you." He nodded towards Marty who nodded back, glancing over at Doc.

"What do you need to speak to me for? I mean, he's the black smith..." he said, gesturing towards Doc.

"Trust me, I need to talk to you. Now." Jules started to pull on Marty's jacket, trying to hurry him up.

"Well, I guess I'll meet you back at the shop, Doc." Marty tried to say to Doc just before Jules pulled him behind one of the houses.

"Marty, we don't have much time-" he began.

"Marty? How did you know my name was- Who are you anyway?"

"I was getting to that!" Jules said, shaking his head. "Marty, I know who you are because I'm a friend of yours, from 1997. I came here in a time train my dad- Doc, was building when I was born. I was planning to take my girlfriend to the 60's on Saturday but I accidentally traveled back in time and prevented my mom and dad from meeting-"

"Hold it!" Marty suddenly interrupted him, looking to his left and right. "Are you telling me that the Doc has a wife and kids?"

"Yes! I can't tell you the whole story now but I HAVE to get my parents back together before I disappear! Come on, you know all about this!"

"-And he made another time machine... out of a train?"

Jules sighed. "Yes." He was rushing, and half panicking.

"Where is it?" Marty asked. Jules haven't been thinking about the train until he had asked it.

"Uh... Clara said-"

"Who?"

"My mom!" Jules said, leaning against the wall of the house, he took a breath and exhaled. "She said that we should leave it near that road and she went to get someone to take a look at the train when I told her that my parents wouldn't be home until late and- THAT'S IT!"

"Wait, what's it?" Marty asked, getting lost as Jules talked to himself. He watched Jules pace back and forth.

"Maybe we can still catch Mom and we can suggest that Dad might be able to do something about the train wreck, and that's when they first meet, and hopefully she'll mention the party, then they'll dance at the party and then- Wait..."

"Now what?" Marty asked, who had been trying to follow Jules' ramblings.

He gave Marty a long, hard look before he decided on what to say. "I really think we should keep this as close to what happened the first time as possible, which means that Doc has to go to Clara's house and tell her that he's a time traveler, then they split up but then mom learns that Dad was telling the truth so she rides after you two as you try to get back to 1985, then they get left-"

"WHAT!?!?"

"Be...hind..." Jules stamped his foot. "Drat! Shouldn't have said that."

"Are you telling me," Marty said slowly. "That I leave Doc behind when I go to 1985?"

"Relax, Marty! Why do you think I came here in a Time Train?" Jules put a hand on Marty's shoulder. "Don't worry, you won't miss him for very long- as long as we make sure that almost everything goes exactly the same way as before."

"I don't know what happened last time!" Marty pointed out. "Except that I leave Doc behind." Marty looked a little upset, but then he suddenly looked like he had a bright idea. "How about this time we make sure he isn't left behind?"

"No, no, no, no, no!" Jules said, shaking his head. "We CAN NOT do that!"

"Why not?"

"Well, if he doesn't get left behind, he won't make the time train. Which means that I won't come back here and-"

"But then none of this would happen, right? It would just go back to normal because you never came!" Marty said, thinking his plan would work perfectly.

"Yes, but it might cause something worse, maybe even a paradox. Think about it. Dad could even die in that collision." Jules realized that was another thing he shouldn't have said a second too late.

"Collision? What collision?"

"Nevermind!" Jules said, running his hand through his hair. "Come on, let's just find Mom."

The two set off to find his mom, but it didn't take much time to realize how out of place Jules seemed to be. "Uh, hey Jules, maybe you should buy some clothes."

"What?" Jules looked down at his clothes, then at Marty's clothes. "Oh! Yeah, I think I should. Where am I going to get some?" he asked, looking around him.

"Here, follow me." Marty turned and walked in another direction, and Jules quickly followed, feeling as if they were running out of time.

Later that day the two of them headed back to where the train was after they unsuccessfully tried to find Clara. The train was still there, but if was jammed up. "Whoa, this is heavy." Marty said.

"I know." Jules slouched against the train, sighing in disappointment. "Well, since we didn't find Clara, maybe we should just try to make them meet at that party tomorrow."

"Do you think that will work?" Marty asked before he climbed into the train himself. Jules didn't even bother to follow him.

"They danced there the first time... until Buford cut in." Jules slapped his hand to his face. "How am I going to pull this off?"

"That's an easy question to answer," Marty hopped back out of the train and winked at Jules. "I can help you."

"What if we run out of time?"

"Hey, come on, I got my own parents together, I think I can get Doc and- what was her name again?"

"Clara."

"Right, Clara. I think I can help you get them back together."

Jules smiled. He knew Marty could help him, but he still wasn't sure if he could make sure everything happened exactly the same way as it happened before. "You just have to promise me one thing, Marty."

"What's that?"

"Do NOT let Mom and Dad get back to 1985 in the delorean with you, all right?"

"All right." Marty said, sounding disappointed. It was dark, but Jules could still see his face.

After all the events of that day, Jules suddenly felt extremely tired. He let out a yawn, and he closed his eyes, getting ready to go to sleep.

"Don't tell me you're going to sleep here!" Marty exclaimed, jerking Jules awake again.

"I think I should. Think about it, Marty. What if Mom stops by here again? Maybe I'll be able to drop hints about visiting Doc if I meet up with her again. If that works, then they'd want to dance together at the party. It's the only way I'll probably find her again.

"I guess you're right... but I was going to suggest you could stop by Doc's place for tonight."

"Nah, that's ok, Marty." Jules said truthfully, removing his new hat. "I don't think I'm ready to talk to my dad when he doesn't even know who I am yet."

Marty paused for a moment, wondering if he should insist again, but Jules was already asleep. "Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, Jules." Marty smiled, and then turned around.

"Marty! What are you doing?" Clara's voice jerked him awake this time, along with the blinding sun. "Why did you sleep here last night?"

Jules just sat up and tried to wake himself up. His whole body hurt because of the way he had been sleeping, but he tried to ignore it. "A friend of mine was trying to help me find you, but we had a hard time so I figured if I stayed here I'd run into you some time."

Clara helped him up and brushed him off. "Well, I'm sorry I caused so much trouble. "Did you want to tell me something?" Jules was about to open his mouth to say something when another group of people showed up behind her, obviously there to work on the train.

"No," Jules said sadly when he realized what was going on. "Well, I don't remember..." Clara didn't seem to mind his stupid excuse, and she helped him up from the ground and brushed him off.

"Are your parents worried about you?" Clara asked, figuring they would be back.

"No," Jules said, making up a quick lie. "They knew I was here."

"Oh," Clara paused after a moment. "Do you need a ride home?" she looked over at a few horses that were behind her that he hadn't noticed before.

"N- Actually, yeah, I could use a horse." Jules changed his mind after he realized he'd have to walk back to town.

"Well, you're welcome to use this one." Clara walked over to one of the horses and started to pet it. "I don't think she'd give you any trouble."

"Thank you M- Clara! Hey," he decided to ask the question, just in case. "Are you going to that party tonight?"

"Why, of course!" Clara said, looking surprised at the question. "Everybody's going."

"Good." Jules nodded and smiled. "Now I just need to get Dad to go." He thought. His horse turned and started to lead him back to town, where he planned on finding Marty again. It was a nice morning, but he wasn't in a good mood, for he wasn't sure about getting his Dad to go to the party. He was lost in his thoughts when he got to town, and it took a while for him to notice that Kayla was nearby. A loud slap was what caught his attention.

"Oh shut your mouth, Bill! You're not at all respectful!" Kayla said, and soon Jules recognized the scene. Bill was bothering Kayla once again, and this actually lighted Jules' mood. He had secretly planning to change the future of the Sutfinings. He figured that if he stopped Bill from bothering Kayla, then maybe the Bill of his time wouldn't bother Karla, and he would never be stuffed in lockers.

"Come on, you know you want to go, and you know you want to go with me!" Bill said, snickering again. Jules started riding over to them, feeling brave. It didn't even occur to him that this Bill could stuff him in something worse than a locker.

"You have your stupid hat, why don't you leave?" she said, getting ready to slap him again but Jules intervened before she could.

"You heard her!" he said, riding up closer to them. They were standing outside of the same place he had met them in the day before. "Why don't you leave her alone?"

Bill seemed surprised to see Shrimp again. He glared up at Jules and his horse, not noticing that Kayla's hand was still raised, but it wasn't going toward his face anymore.

"Oh, hello Marty!" she said happily, walking out of Bill's grip why he was distracted. "Did you ever find your dad?"

"Yeah. Sort of." Jules said, smiling down at her. Bill was standing behind them, wondering why they were getting along so well.

"Hey, Shrimp, why don't you keep your nose out of our business?" he said, and Jules wondered why he suddenly had a new nickname. Kayla rolled her eyes and then started talking again as if Bill had never said anything.

"So, are you going to the party tonight?" she asked, and Bill's jaw dropped, just as Jules' knew it would. "Wow, this is working out well!" he thought.

"Yeah, I am. What about you?"

Kayla clapped her hands together excitedly. "You're going too? Would you like to escort me?"

"All right, all right!" Bill pulled Kayla away from him and his horse, then stepped in-between the two of them. She giggled, and Jules assumed she liked to see Bill get mad. Karla had been the same way. "You ain't going with anyone but me, understand?" he said, pointing to Kayla. Then he turned around and pointed to Jules. "You, Shrimp, aren't allowed at that dance. If I see your face, I'm gonna make it so you wish you were never born, understand?"

Jules just smirked. "Did you say you had no one to escort you, Kayla?" She smiled and giggled at Jules, and then she nodded. Bill gave him such a horrible glare that Jules thought he would actually explode. "You're asking for it, Shrimp!" he yelled, then he spooked Jules' horse and got it so shook up that it reared until Jules' was knocked off, then it sped off in the other direction, galloping as fast as it could. Jules watched it leave with dread. Without his horse, he was almost a foot smaller than Bill. He wasn't that strong either. He remained on the ground, waiting for the pain to go away.

"MARTY!" Kayla screeched, trying to leap to his side but Bill ordered some of his friends nearby to keep her back. "Marty! Are you all right?"

"Yeah." Jules said, though he winced. "I'm ok."

"You better not be!" Bill roared, picking Jules up off the ground as if he was just a box. He threw him back on his feet, and luckily he didn't stumble and fall back down. Bill's other friends were trying to laugh but Kayla was kicking them in the shins. "Let go of me."

"Hey, you stay right there, I'm not done with you yet." Bill told her with a smile, but then he frowned and turned back to Jules. "I don't want to see your face with my girl or at that dance." He said, giving him a small push so he stumbled backwards.

"Who said she was your girl?" Jules said, regaining his balance. He was so set on changing the future that he wasn't afraid.

Bill came real close to Jules, still glaring that horrible glare. "She's my girl because I said so. Now scram!" He pushed Jules down into the ground once again, and then he whirled around to face a very angry looking Kayla. "Come on." he said, putting his arm around her and dragging her with him. His other friends looked down at Jules while shaking their heads before they followed him.