"If I see your face at all at that dance, you're going to wish you were never born!" Bill had said. Jules sighed as he picked himself off of the ground. "And if I don't go to that dance, I probably won't be born!" he said to himself.

Chapter Four:

"Marty! I blew it." Jules said, trying to barge through the doors without thinking. In the original timeline Clara was supposed to show up about now, with her telescope. Marty and Doc were looking at the model he had made to show Marty how they were going to get back to the future. Jules already knew about this. Nearby was the delorean, which was quickly covered up.

"What in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton is going on here, Marty? Who is this?" Doc said just as he got the last part of the delorean covered and Jules was inside.

"It's me, D- I mean, I'm M..." Jules sighed and took a minute to calm down. "My name is Jules. I was the one who was looking for M- Clint yesterday?"

"Oh, right, now I remember." Jules was about to dive into his story but then he realized it would be a big mistake if he said it in front of his dad. "Uh, Clint, come on outside I need to have a word with you."

Marty nodded and followed, trying to smile reassuringly at Doc before he left. "What happened now?" Marty asked once they were out of earshot.

"I blew it. I went messing around with Bill and Kayla-"

"Who?"

"Bill is a relative of Bill Sutfining of my time, and Kayla is the great-great-great-grandmother of my girlfriend. I was trying to make it so this Bill wouldn't bug Kayla so much so maybe that would change my future but he beat me up and told me he didn't want to see me at that dance! It's going to be hard enough probably to get Dad to go there in the first place, but I should be there so I can introduce them and..."

"Slow down, Jules," Marty said, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Just calm down. Tell me what this guy looks like, and maybe I can hold him off until you're done with Doc and Clara."

"No Marty! You have to be there too!"

"Why?"

"I shouldn't tell you... There's something that happens with Buford Tannen." Jules looked worried. "I don't know how we're going to do this..."

"Well, maybe we just make sure the two actually get in there and maybe they'll meet by chance?"

"That's so crazy it just might work." Jules said, rubbing his chin again as he thought. "But if they don't get together by tonight I'll probably disappear. We have to get them together as soon as possible and make sure Dad doesn't get shot."

Marty didn't say anything for a minute. "This is heavy..."

"I know! I know! Maybe I should still go, and just keep low so Bill wouldn't see me... I don't think he'll be looking down at the ground... But then again, he does call me Shrimp."

Marty snorted, but then he quickly changed the subject. "I'll just keep an eye out for both of you... It'll be hard, but I think you'll be all right, Jules. You can stand up for yourself, right?"

"Yeah, sure." Jules said gloomily. He thought back to all of the things Bill had done to him in 1997, and he gulped, for in every memory Jules hadn't been very brave.

"Well, now we have to convince Doc we should go." Marty said, watching Doc working on the model. "I think I can do that," he gave Jules a glance that made him feel better.

"All right, and thanks, Marty. See you at the dance?"

"What? Where are you going?"

"I've got some more business to do." Jules winked, then he walked back to his horse. Marty shook his head, but he was smiling.

"I probably shouldn't let him do whatever the hll he's doing now." he said, but he turned around all the same and walked back in to Doc.

"Pssst!" Jules hid behind the entrance of the party, where Marty and Doc were entering. "Hey, Clint!" Marty's head shot in Jules' direction, but he couldn't see him at first. "Jules?"

"Call me Marty."

"Oh, right. Why are you hiding?" Marty stayed away from Doc a little bit, coming closer to Jules.

"I'm waiting until Bill enters," Jules answered. "Anyway, I need you to make sure that Dad doesn't see Clara until-"

"Wait, what? I thought we wanted them to meet!"

"Yeah, but I need to introduce them, remember? I can't do that until Bill comes in."

"All right, whatever you say." Marty turned back to Doc and the two of them headed in the other direction. Jules sighed and waited, watching the crowd pass by. He had already been there for a while, and had neither seen Bill or Kayla.

Jules decided to use up his time by thinking of what he had done earlier that day, just to check again if there was any way that could mess up his future. He had 'accidentally' bumped into Marshal Strickland, and as they chatted he made up a pretend conversation about what his mother had told him about teacher her kids the right lessons. He dropped a few hints about discipline not being the only answer, hoping it would change him mind, and maybe, just maybe, his principle would turn out a little different.

He was distracted, however, when he heard a voice that made him duck. "If any of you see that Shrimp, bring him straight to me, understand?" Bill's voice was extremely loud as he entered, then as his friends ran in separate directions, he put on his hat that Kayla had made, and made his way through the crowd. It wasn't until a few minutes later that he realized Kayla was behind him, and he had his hand clenched around her arm so she couldn't get away. Jules exhaled, made sure his disguise looked good, and then went to look for Clara.

"Oh, hi there, Marty!" Clara said happily when he found her. "I was looking for you."

"You were?" Jules asked, trying to sound surprised. "I was looking for you!"

"I wanted to tell you that you're train is all fixed." She smiled as Jules looked even more surprised. He had forgotten, again, all about the train. He needed it to get back to the future.

"I almost forgot about that. That's for reminding me- which reminds me... I have someone I'd like you to meet."

"Your parents?"

Jules paused for a minute, and he couldn't help but smile. "I guess you could say that." Clara followed him, looking as if she hadn't heard him.

"Hey, Clint! Emmett!" Jules had yelled loud enough for the two of them to hear him before they were five feet in front of them. Jules was glad to see that his dad made the same look when he saw Clara as he had described when they told him how they met. He looked surprised, but a happy surprised. Clara looked at same way, as she stared straight at him and he stared straight at her.

"Uh, Clara, this is Clint Eastwood, and this is Emmett Brown, his friend. Clint was the one who was helping me yesterday- when I was looking for you..." Jules watched as his parents shook hands. "What a pleasure it is to meet you..." Clara said with a smile. Marty and Jules glanced at each other happily as the music started to play.

"Uh, would you like to dance, Emmett?" Clara asked, but before Jules even heard an answer from his dad they were joining the many others in a joyful dance.

"Wow, that was easy." Jules said, shaking his head. He watched them laugh as they danced together, and he knew that he had succeeded, just like that. Now all he had to do was make sure they broke up, then get Clara to go after Doc, just like the first time.

"The Doc, dance?" he heard Marty said, and he was about to laugh, but to his dread he saw Bill in the corner of his eye, looking at him as if he was a ghost. "Uh oh..." He slowly stepped behind Marty and was about to dash into a hiding place, but he was a little too slow. Bill came pushing through the crowd, pushing Doc and Clara apart on his way through, until he reached Jules. When he did, he grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him back so roughly that Jules lost his breath for a second.

"Hey Shrimp! I thought I ordered you not to come in here!" he roared, ignoring the fact that Kayla had made her way out of his grip.

"Marty! You made it! Let him go, Bill!" he said, and for a second she looked as if she was his mother.

"The Shrimp disobeyed m-"

"Hey Bill?" Marty had come to the rescue, and suddenly Jules felt as if everything was going to be all right. "What the hll is that?" Marty pointed behind him, but Bill was too distracted by the person he never met before standing in front of him.

"Who the h-" Bill was about to ask, but Kayla was smart enough to figure out what Marty was trying to do, and since she loved to play mind games with Bill, she joined in.

"Oh my gosh, what is that?" She shrieked, and Jules had to say she did very well acting as if something strange was behind Bill. He was even temped to look. Bill, of course, did look, and when he did Marty, Jules, and Kayla snuck away from him, but Jules was afraid that Kayla's giggles would give them away.

"I don't see anything- HEY!" Bill was suddenly left alone, wondering where Shrimp and the others had gone.

"Now that was cool!" Jules said, laughing his head off as soon as they were far enough away from Bill. Kayla was now hanging on to him, but he didn't seem to notice. She kept on giggling until she was almost crying. Marty was smiling, but it suddenly disappeared. "Oh sht."

"What? What is it, M-Clint?" Jules turned around and looked to where Marty's eyes led him, and realized that Doc and Clara were separated, and Buford was about to shoot Doc...

"NO!!!!!!!!" The next few seconds seemed like a blur to him. Marty dashed to the rescue yet again, grabbing something from the table on his way. When he realized he didn't have enough time, he threw what he had in his hands, which looked like a Frisbee to Jules. As this all happened, Jules ran from Karla, trying to get there in case Marty's plan didn't work.

The 'frisbee' hit Buford's gun just as he shot, and to Jules' relief, he missed his target. He slowed to a stop, knowing what was going to happen next. He turned and quietly moved through the crowd so he could get Marshal Strickland. He needed to come so the party could continue.

"Marshal!" he said when he finally reached him. "Buford's making trouble again."

"Trouble?" he started towards the crowd, seeing what was going on. "I swear, he should be at the end of a rope."

"Yeah, me too." Jules said quickly, trying to see what was going on now. Buford and Marty should have been agreeing to finish what they started on Monday. If they hadn't, he was in trouble.

"Hey Shrimp!" Bill's voice surprised him so much that Jules couldn't move. He froze in his spot, and then he sighed. "Not again!"

"Run, Marty! Run!" Kayla's voice barked worried orders at him as she tried to get away from Bill again, and he obeyed. Forgetting that his parents were separated, he ran towards the exit, hoping his parents would dance with each other again.

"H-Hey! You get back here, Shrimp!" Bill cried out at him, and Jules pictured him running after him, but when he looked behind him he saw Kayla kick him hard in the shins.

"Marty! Take my horse!" she yelled, pointing to a horse waiting on the outside. Jules obeyed yet again, trying to get on quickly, but only succeeded in wasting several seconds. Soon enough he was on horseback, galloping towards where the time train was. "Hopefully, when I get home, everything will be as normal as possible." he muttered.

He made it all the way to the time train without being caught by Bill. He figured that Kayla had been able to keep him back long enough. Hopefully she wasn't hurt.

He climbed into the train, feeling relieved that he was ready to go home. He didn't even take a last look at 1885. The buttons were pushed quickly, and as soon as it got into the air, he made sure he was prepared so he didn't fall down, like what happened last time. He changed back into his 1997 clothes so when his parents saw him they wouldn't realize that he looked just like the boy they had met in 1885. He set the time to the exact same time he had left so there was no possibility of him crashing into his other self and the other train. The familiar transport occurred, blasting Jules far away from 1885 and on to 1997. He felt so relieved that he felt tired when he saw the familiar street, the familiar houses, and his familiar parents and brother. They were running from the inside of the house, watching his other self leave, and now watching him arrive again. Verne pointed up as Jules let the train lower to the ground.

"He's back!" he yelled, watching Jules wave down at him. He had totally forgotten that he had ruined his day. That day felt like it was years ago. Taking a breath, he opened the door, and stepped out, getting ready for more grounding.

"Jules, what in the world were you doing?" Clara asked, sounding worried as she ran up to him. She was so relieved that he was all right that she hugged him.

"You won't believe me, Mom." he said, hugging her back.

"Great Scott!" he heard his dad say. He came up behind his wife and hugged Jules too. "At least you got home in one piece!"

"What did you do? Where did you go?" Verne asked curiously. "Did you go to the sixties?"

"Nope," Jules said, shaking his head. "I'm not allowed to go, remember?"

"Then what was that?" Verne pointed out, thinking his brother had forgotten he had stolen the time machine.

Jules didn't say anything as he looked up at his parents. "I'm sorry, Mom, Dad. I... I was just going in the train to make sure it was all right because I was going to steal it tomorrow for my date with Karla and I accidentally-"

"Date with Karla? Ewww! You're going on a date with Karla? Since when?" Verne said, looking at his brother as if he was crazy. Jules was just as confused. His brother had been the one who told his parents about the date. Why didn't he remember?

"What are you talking about, Verne? You were listening in on our conversation today! Then you blabbed to mom and dad and I got grounded!"

"No I didn't!" Verne said, looking worried. "I listened in on you and your conversation with Strickland, and then I told mom and dad about it. What's wrong with you?"

Jules looked at him mom and dad, wondering if Verne was lying, but they were nodding too.

"You didn't change the time line, did you?" Doc asked, putting his hand up to his face, looking upset.

"I must have..." Jules said slowly. "But... how?" Jules rubbed his chin, thinking once again. "What is Karla like in this timeline?"

"You mean Karla Sutfining?" Verne said, saying her name with disgust. Jules' blood ran cold again when he heard the name. How did Karla get related to Bill?"

"Sutfining? You mean as in Bill Sutfining's family?" Jules asked, trying to pace the street but he was shaking.

"Yes. Horrible family, they are." Clara said.

"GREAT SCOTT!" Doc suddenly yelled, and then he grabbed Jules. "Was Karla related to the Sutfinings in the timeline you remember?"

"No," Jules said, shaking his head. "She was my girlfriend, but Bill the Fifth had a huge crush on her."

"Bill have a crush on his sister? Yuck." Verne blurted out. None of this was making any sense to Jules. What could he have done to make this happen.

"Great Scott..." Doc started to pace, just like Jules. "You've got to fix this... what did you do in the past that could have caused this?"

"I don't know! The last thing I remember is Bill the First was chasing me from a dance and Kayla, Karla's great-great-great-grandmother kicked him in the shins."

Verne snorted. "Cool."

"Yeah it was- but that's all that happened when I left I swear!" Jules couldn't see how a kick in the shins could have done anything.

"Well," Clara spoke quietly. "Maybe you should ask Karla about her family history? Do you know her family history from the other timeline?"

"Yeah. We told each other everything." Jules said sadly. He couldn't believe anything he was hearing.

"Then you can compare the family histories and then you'll know what happened."

"That's a wonderful idea, Clara!" Doc said. "Son, I take away that grounding from the time machine I gave you, but just for now. Do you think I should go with you?"

"No, you might run into your other self." he said, but when he realized that he gave away a major clue, he quickly changed the subject.

"What about Marty? How is he in this timeline?"

"He's fine." Doc said. "Why?"

"Well... I'm just making sure," he lied. "What happened on the day he came back to 1985?"

"You should know this, Jules!" Verne said. "He came back in the delorean but it got destroyed."

"Ok, good, good. What happened to Buford?"

"Son, did you travel to 1885?" Doc cut off the questions. "Drat." Jules thought, but he decided to lie. "No, I went to 1884."

"I see..." Doc said slowly, but he didn't seem convinced. Ignoring Jules' last question, he formed up a plan. "I suggest that Jules should visit Karla tomorrow and ask about her family history, like Clara suggested. Now, this might be hard, since you two haven't interacted that much in this timeline-"

"That's all right, Dad. I think I can do this. Right now, all I want to do is..." Jules didn't even finish the sentence. Because he was so tired, and so shocked, he fell into a deep sleep.