11:55 AM PST
Marty Two was sure feeling nervous - as he was sitting in the living room with his counterpart, both Docs, and Clara. It felt strange that he spent the night sleeping with his younger self, and even interacting with his younger self felt unsettling.
"Thank you so much for the coffee cake, Clara," Marty One said, smiling. "That was very scrumptious. It's always great to be able to eat with you folks. We'll sure have to try our own hand at this." Turning to Jennifer, he added, "How does that sound?"
"It sounds wonderful," Jennifer replied, smiling. "You know, it's pretty scary to think that we're both almost adults, now. I'm not sure about you, but I will sure be sad to graduate from high school. I mean, I won't miss Strickland - but it's that the idea of making such a major step in our lives is pretty scary to think about."
"I know that my life has never been quite the same," Marty Two commented, "since the time that Doc unveiled the time machine to me. It's really nice that my family is much better off, after Dad actually dared to stand up to Biff. In a few ways, though, it does seem that my life has become a little more complex. Know what I mean?"
"Okay, everyone," Doc One said, as he he spoke up, "I really think it is almost time that I head outside, and start making more reparations to the DeLorean. It's almost about noon, and I should be able to get the display panels fixed in a few hours."
"Well, Doc," Marty One said, a little nervously, "I really hope we can get that fixed in a matter of hours. It's been almost a whole day, and..." Marty One stopped short, as he was quickly starting to fading away. Doc One was fading away, as well.
Marty Two felt speechless, as he saw what happened. Suddenly, he felt a great rush of memories entering into his brain. He suddenly remembered his earlier visit to this day, and he now remembered what he did on this day, both times.
"Oh, man," Marty mumbled, as this was too much to take in. He leaned back against the couch, and closed his eyes. "I'm afraid I'm going to faint any minute now. I now remember everything that happened within the last day, from both perspectives."
"Everything will be fine, Marty," Jennifer said, as she gently placed her arm around Marty. "If you're here now, then I'm quite sure you managed to work out whatever problem you and Doc were dealing with before." After pausing for a brief minute, she added, "Now, just take a deep breath - and then slowly let it out. You'll be okay."
Marty took in a deep breath, as he tried to calm himself. He slowly let the breath out, as Jennifer gave his shoulders a gentle squeeze. He figured he might need to take a little nap that afternoon. He felt so overwhelmed by what all happened.
"Emmett and Marty," Clara said, with concern. "I think you both need to lie down and take a little nap. It looks like the two of you could really use a good rest for a little while. It good to know that you were finally able to fix your problem last week."
"Well, Jennifer," Marty commented, as he hugged his girlfriend, "I think we can have dinner at Francesca's Italian Diner tonight. I dunno about you, but I really am in the mood for Italian food - and it will sure be a wonderful date for the two of us."
"Aww, Marty, that's so sweet," Jennifer gushed, as the two of them headed over to the guest room. "Yeah, it's nice how they have the lights dimmed at the restaurant - and it sure does add to the nice romantic mood." As Marty slipped into bed, Jennifer leaned over to tuck him in, and kiss his forehead. "Have a nice rest, Marty."
As soon as Jennifer left the room, Marty closed his eyes. He tried his best to clear the thoughts from his mind, so that he could get some sleep. The last 24 hours may be just as much of an important day for him as November 12 of 1955 was. Then again, maybe not. Nothing could compete with November 12 of 1955, except for maybe the fifth of that month - which was the day that Doc invented the flux capacitor.
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Later that night, Marty and Jennifer decided to eat out at Francesca's Italian Diner - and he ordered his usual meal of all-you-can-eat stuffed shells and garlic bread. He found the restaurant to be a perfect place for a nice and romantic dinner.
"You know what's strange about this whole thing, Jenn," Marty asked, as he smiled at his girlfriend. "It's strange that I got to spend the same day with you twice. It felt so strange that both the present me and the past me actually slept with you together."
"It was strange to watch the younger version of you and Doc fade out right in front of me. It just seemed like a surreal experience. So you said that the only problem was that Doc forgot to flip a switch? In a way, I'm glad that he did forget about it."
"Well, I'm quite sure it was fun for you," Marty teased. "I don't think it was very fun for Doc, though. He had to waste so many hours figuring out how to solve something that was right in front of his nose all along. Let's not rag on him too much about that incident, though. I mean, he feels embarrassed enough about it already."
"I think you're right, Marty," Jennifer said, smiling. "Well, enough about Doc. What about you and me? It's strange to think we already know what we'll be naming our kids. I just hope Marty Jr ends up being more confident in the new timeline."
"I'm very sure that he will," Marty said, softly. "I'll really see to it that I raise him up to be a confident person, and it's pretty nice that I learned to not let people provoke me be calling me a 'chicken'. It's scary to think of what my life could be like now."
"Right," Jennifer said, nodding, "and I'm sure that hearing about what had happened to the other Martin shocked you, as well. I mean, it's quite sad to think that the poor young fella actually got stabbed in the saloon. I'm sure it was quite heartbreaking to Seamus. It's really funny how your parents decided to name you after him."
"I was vaguely aware of having an ancestor named Martin," Marty explained, "as well as an ancestor named Seamus. I just didn't know too much about them, though, until I went back to the Old West to rescue Doc. I knew that Seamus and Maggie settled here, though. Seamus was very nice, but Maggie sure did seem a little more aloof."
"Well, anyway," Jennifer said, smiling, "it sure was nice being able to sleep with you last night... both of you! It's not quite everyday that we get an opportunity like that. How are you hoping with being about remember everything that happened, now?"
"I'm sure I'll get used to it," Marty said, after a brief pause. "It does seem so surreal to me, but I thinking taking that little rest has helped. It's so amazing how even Doc was so overwhelmed, and he's the scientist. It must've been too much even for him to take. I guess both of him did sleep with Clara last. I wonder how that went."
"Well, as much as that was," Jennifer replied, "it's nice that things are finally back to normal. You're not giving up on time travel, are you? In spite of what had happened the last time I joined you on a time travel trip, I quite might like to take another trip through time. I know it's not your fault that I was stuck in the awful world."
"I still feel a little bad about it, though," Marty said, quietly. "Anyway, yeah, I would love for you and I to take a trip, sometime. It would just be great if you and I could go back in time, one of these days. I'm guessing you'd like to go back to the '60s?"
"Yes, how did you guess?" Jennifer asked, amazed. Then she added, "Oh, I think I know. Some other version of me must have told you about that. This is rather one other thing about time travel that really seems strange. Well, here's our meal."
"Here is your thing of stuffed shells and garlic bread," the waitress said, as she came over to the table. "I guess the two of you are having another romantic night out, eh? Well, I hope you enjoy your dinner. Would you two like refills on your drinks?"
"Yes, please," Marty replied, as he smiled at the waitress. Turning back to Jennifer, he added, "It's rather nice being able to eat out like this. You know, I would love to visit the 1960s myself. You know, I don't really remember that decade at all."
"Well, we were just born in 1968," Jennifer replied, "so, of course, we wouldn't quite remember. Anyway, I think time travel has brought us closer together. It is just like we have this little secret, and I think we will have a wonderful future together."
"I'm so glad that I learned to not let being called a 'chicken' get to me," Marty said, soiftly, "and I will see to it that we don't get married in the Chapel O' Love. The day that we get married, I will make sure that we have a nice big wedding. I can assure you that it will be one very day for us. It sure would be a day for us to remember."