Wednesday finally arrived. Doc and Clara had been patiently tending to him, day night, totally exhausted. Marty took his ups and downs silently biting his tongue so he wouldn't cry out. A couple of times they really thought they were going to loose him. But Marty, Doc knew was strong. The Mcfly's visited once to offer their prayers. Then later Seamus came back to offer his condolences. Then late Tuesday night the boy slipped into a deep coma. This did nothing to reassure the tired scientist.

Finally on Wednesday they loaded him up in the horse drawn wagon. Doc was driving furiously keeping his wild eyes on the road and his mind on his friend. Clara road in the back holding Marty. He didn't stir at all. When they reached the train station Doc turned to the two people he loved the most. He began to slowly explain to Clara exactly what was going to happen to the three travelers and what she was going to have to do to help, as Marty was obviously unable to contribute. Clara eyes grew wide as her nerves started to take over. "…you understand? Clara?" "Yes I think so." "Good. Stay down. I'll be right back." She nodded sulleny.

He made his way up to the conductor, gun drawn. "Get out of the train and uncouple those cars." The stricken big-bellied man didn't move. "NOW! Lives are at stake." He thought about Marty in the wagon. "This a hold up?" Doc considered this. "No it's a science experiment." In about a half-hour they had everything situated. Clara was in the DeLorean biting her bottom lip and Doc had Marty securely strapped in as well. "O.K." He tried to sound cheery. She smiled. Before going back to the train he leaned over Marty. "Hang on. We'll be home soon." He climbed up on to the engine and got her fired up. "Alright Clara hang on!" The train started slow enough but gradually got faster. After just a few minutes the revine was in sight. Doc made his way back to the DeLorean. "Emmett!" "It's all right we'll make it trust me." "I do." Closer, closer.."AHHHHHH!!!!"

Doc opened his eyes. He saw the broken clock tower. The Burger King. Marty's high school. "Clara it's O.K. we made it. The woman reluctantly opened her eyes. "Oh my! Emmett this is your time?" "Yes it is." "It's indescribable!" She was almost breathless. Suddenly Marty groaned. This brought the two lovers back to reality. "We have to get to the hospital." "Right." Before they could move they heard a sound that was remarkably similar to a train whistle. It was then Doc realized they were driving on the train tracks! He looked at her sheepishly "OOPS." Doc threw open his door as did Clara. They both hopped out and struggled to free the pale teen. The train was now in sight. "Oh Emmett!" Marty was caught in his seatbelt. They could smell the train's fumes now. Finally Doc drew a knife and cut the boy free. They all dove to the side, barely missing the train. They watched Doc's beloved time machine get smashed to bits. He could only stare at his creation ruined. "Emmett we have to go now." "Yeah." They lifted Marty and headed to St. Anderson Hospital.

Authors Note: Sorry it took a few days to update. Review and it will continue for another chapter or possible two. BTW I LOVE MARTY!! I mean absolutely adore the guy but I like angsty fics about guys I love as you can tell. Thanks to my reviewers.