*Trumpets play dramatically* Tada! Chapter 7 of my Bttf story ^^ Which I'm very proud of shall I say. I hope you all are enjoying this story as much as I do writing it! =D

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Chapter 7: Doc's Help

I jammed my hands in my pockets, absorbing the cold night as it nipped at my arms. Just then a small click caught my attention, I turned around just in time to see the front door slam shut. I raised an eyebrow and walked over to the door once more, that was Doc right? Just as I was about to knock again the door opened and I fell forward slightly, I glanced up to see Doc eyeing me with a very stupid looking metal thing on his head. He definitely looked younger cause he was now...what, 35? His hair was shorter and not as thin, he had less wrinkles and on his forehead, he had a bandage and a cut from...something.

"Doc?" I managed to ask, he looked around suspiciously then his gaze landed back on me.

"Don't say a word." He ordered in a whisper, grabbing me by my shirt and yanking me inside, shutting the door after.

"Doc." I tried to stumble out but he kept telling me not to talk. "I don't wanna know your name! I don't wanna anything about you!" He ordered me, while he took off a small helmet from puppy Einstein's head and shooed him away.

"Doc, Doc it's me Marlie!" I tried to explaining, but he simply replied with a quick. "Quiet! Don't tell me anything!" He said placing me in a spot then picking up a suction thingy.

"But Doc ya gotta help-" I tried to say, though he didn't let me continue, this was getting way too hectic way too quickly. "Quiet quiet." He told me, licking the suction thing and sticking it on my forehead.

"I'm gonna read, your thoughts." He told me, which made my expression twist in confusion. Doc never told me about THIS experiment.

"Lets see now," He started, straightening the helmet thing on his head, seeming like he was concentrating. "You've...come from a great distance." He guessed more then stated, but I nodded.

"Yeah exactly-" I started, or at least I tried to, but Doc cut me off again waving his hand frantically telling my to stop.

"Don't tell me!" He ordered sternly, making me huff out a sigh. I really didn't have time for this, I had wasted enough hours already.

"Uh, you want me to buy a subscription to the Saturday Evening Post?" He asked me, I rolled my eyes and my shoulders relaxed.

"No!" I stated, fed up with this already, though Doc wasn't, he was pretty damn persistent. "Not a word, not a word, not a word now." He told me, holding the helmet thing once more.

"Donations, you want me to make a donation to a dead family member!" He guessed with confidence, he must have guessed that due to my black, god how I wished I didn't choose my skinny jeans with my black shirt.

"Doc," I finally was able to state pretty loud, and sternly might I add. After, I had I grabbed the wire of the suction thingy and yanked it off my forehead, I just knew it left a small temporary mark.

"I'm from the future." He stopped and listened to me at this. "I came here in a time machine that 'you' invented. Now I need your help to get back to the year, 2010." I told him, at this Doc became completely silent. After holding the long moment of awkwardness, he spoke.

"My god..." He whispered, slapping his hands on my shoulders and gripping my shirt tightly. I was frozen with a confused expression plastered on my face, did he believe me?

"Do you know what this means?" He asked me, yet for some reason it sounded rhetorical so I decided it was best not to answer.

"It means," He began angrily, clenching his teeth. "That this damn thing doesn't work at all!" He exclaimed angrily, ripping the strap loose and taking the stupid metal helmet thing off and walking off to one of his lab tables. I groaned at this and followed him, I needed to get him to listen.

"Doc listen to me! You have to help me, you're the only one who knows how your time machine works." I told him sternly, he looked up from working on the hat briefly at this.

"Time machine? I haven't invented any time machine." He whispered to mainly himself, touching the cut on his forehead. I then realized what the cut was from, falling off from his toilet and hitting his head on the sink, it made sense. Now he either whispered to himself or maybe it was to me, either way I heard it and threw my head back briefly, groaning slightly.

"Yes I know that but you WILL create a time machine. Doc, please." I pleaded, yet he just shook his head at this, acting as if he wanted nothing to do with it. Then it came to me, I'd have to 'prove' it to him.

"Okay, alright, ya know what? I'll prove it to you." I told him confidently, at this he looked at me, raising an eyebrow with a very uninterested expression. I stood frozen for a few moments then breathed a sigh in slight failure and anger.

"'How' am I going to prove it?" I asked myself aloud, at this he calmly turned back to working on his helmet.

"Okay, I'll start with something simple, my birthday. It's August 11, 1995, for crying out loud, I haven't even been born yet!" I empathized, though it would take more then a few simple words to convince Doc. Anyone could make up a fake birthday and seem like they're from the future, I had to SHOW him something. I got an idea and slipped the photo of my siblings from my back pocket.

"Look," I ordered, placing it in his face. "My brother, my sister, and me." I pointed out, pointing to each sibling as I told him, then I pointed to Linda's sweatshirt. "Look at her sweatshirt Doc, class of 2009." I told him, he took the picture out of my hands with his pincher things and observed it, then he chuckled.

"Pretty mediocre photographic fakery they cut off your brother's hair." He stated as if it was obvious and carelessly tossed it to the side. I groaned and in one swift movement, grabbed the picture and stuffed it back in my back pocket. Then I threw my hands up in annoyance and turned away from the table. I sighed and fiddled with my necklace, ideas rushing through my head as to 'how' I was going to get Doc to believe. I sighed once more and gripped the necklace tightly, remember when I said it was important? That was because Doc gave it to me when I was 11, one year after we met, it saddened me slightly. That's why it was so important to me, that's why I pummeled a kid who touched it. Then an idea just hit me, like a snowball bashing me in the face, except less painful. Doc got the necklace in 1967, when he was 22. I was in 1980, which meant, he would recognize it.

"Okay," I finally said, turning back to him on my heels. "You want proof?" I asked him, he didn't look up, or even flinch at my question.

"I have been wanting it for the past 5 minutes." I frowned at this and quickly un-did my necklace, taking it off. Then I walked over to him and held out my palm, which now delicately rested the necklace, his eyes widened as he stumbled back slightly.

"Great Scott...where did you get that?" He asked, this made me smirk, I had gotten his attention.

"You gave it to me, in the future." I told him, he then turned slowly to me and looked deeply in my eyes. I kept my expression serious, thinking we were finally getting somewhere. Of course, I was wrong. He shook his head in disbelief and chuckled as if I was crazy. He brushed past me and started picking up rolls of blueprints. My mouth hung open in slight disbelief, he didn't believe me! I quickly whipped around to face him as he continued to stuff papers under his arm, I wasn't giving up so easily.

"You don't believe 'that'? Come on cut me a break! I really 'am' from the future! I'm telling the truth Doc please believe me!" I was practically shouting now, maybe it was the fact that trying to get Doc believe was more button pushing then teaching a dog to roll over.

"Then tell me, future girl." He started, though it came out in an 'indulge me' kind of tone. But at least he looked at me, though I rolled my eyes. 'Future girl'? If that was my new nickname I swear I wouldn't be hesitant to punch Doc in the face.

"Who's president of the United States, in 2010?" He finished his sentence, I stared at him and replied with ease.

"Barack Obama." I told him, placing my hands on my hips, he laughed at this. Obviously he had never heard of him, what good did it do in telling him? So I added on a quick explanation for good measure.

"Well, you've never really heard of him, but he's a colored man who was elect-" But Doc cut me off at this by raising a hand.

"A colored president? That'll be the day!" He said almost sarcastically, standing up straight, which was actually pretty intimidating.

"And who's vice president? Micheal Jackson?" He asked, sarcasm now officially drowning his voice. I frowned, if only he knew Micheal Jackson had passed away. (Micheal Jackson, you will be missed. R.I.P). Then he slipped out the front door, I realized this quickly and rushed out after him down his long front lawn. I heard him shout something but it didn't come out very clear to my ears, he was probably just cracking another joke as we got closer to his garage.

"Whoa wait Doc!" I shouted, stumbling over my feet slightly as I ran. Damn he was a fast runner. Unfortunately he made it to his garage before I did, he opened the door calling out behind him to me.

"I've had enough practical jokes for one evening, goodnight future girl!" He shouted, just as he slammed the door shut I had made it, but it was too late.

"No wait Doc!" I was now desperate, leaning against the door I called through to him. Just then I remembered the bruise.

"The bruise...the bruise on your head I know how that happened you told me the whole story!" I shouted, then started explaining for back up info.

"You were standing on your toilet and you were hanging a clock, and you fell, and you hit your head on the sink. And that's when you came up with the idea for the flux capacitor which...makes...time travel possible..." I faded, my mood now calm and slightly sad, I leaned on the door when I realized he wasn't going to answer. I slipped out a sigh thinking I was never going to get home, until he opened the door. I looked to him quickly, he seemed to be in a slight shock now, so I couldn't help but let out a smile, he believed me.

"Show me." Was all he said, I nodded as I clipped my necklace back around my neck.

"First we gotta head to that billboard near the new Lion Estates layout." I told him, for that's where I had hidden the DeLorean, he once again nodded.

"We'll take my car." He told me, eyeing me over cautiously and suspiciously. Yep, defiantly believed me. He walked out of his garage closing the door behind him, me, still happy he believed me, was able to stumble after him. I followed him as he headed to his car, which was a yellow old looking styled car, I wasn't sure what kind of car it was but you could definitely see it as a kind of car the Doc would drive. I opened the door to the passenger seat and slipped in as soon as Doc got into his.

"Now you said the billboard for that new neighborhood right?" He asked glancing at me briefly, I was too busy focusing out the window to look at him but I answered reluctantly anyways.

"Yeah, Lion Estates." I informed him, then I heard the car roar to life. We then drove out of the long driveway, then onto the main road. Most of the ride there was silent for the both of us, that is until Doc decided to strike up a conversation.

"So, in the future...we...know each other?" He asked, not looking away from the road, my head perked up slowly at this and I looked him.

"Uh...yeah...we do." I replied, keeping my voice at a reasonable tone, he nodded still not even bothering to give me a passing glance.

"Are we...related?" He asked, now slowly looking at me, I looked at him again this time my head moving quickly. He must of thought I was his daughter.

"Oh! No, uh...no..we're not." I told him, yet for some reason this made me blush. Of course this wasn't the first time someone thought Doc and I were related, people made that mistake quite a bit, and I wasn't surprised.

"Oh..." He started, turning back to the road, I let out a 'yeah' and rubbed the back of my neck nervously and uncomfortably.

"Are we friends?" He then asked, I looked away out the window. That question saddened my slightly, my best friend didn't know we were best friends, at least not yet.

"Yeah...best friends actually..." I informed him somewhat nervously, he chuckled good heartily at this which made me crack a small smile.

"Makes sense why I gave you the necklace. After receiving it from my mother I promised to give it to someone special. Just never thought I'd be good friends with a kid such as yourself." He told me, not in an insulting way, he was just saying what was on his mind and I really couldn't blame him. I nodded at this thinking about my life in 2010.

"People think it's weird, but I don't care." I replied, looking out the window and recognized the surroundings, we were getting close.

"Pull up here Doc." I told him, he nodded and did so, then he handed me a flashlight and he got his own. Once the car was stopped I opened my door and slowly got out, flicking my flashlight on and had it scan the ground.

"There's something wrong with the starter, so I hid it. Here." I explained, handing him my flashlight briefly and uncovering the DeLorean with some tree branches I hid it under. I blew my side bangs out of my eye and turned to Doc who was staring at the time machine a bit confused and shocked rolled into one.

"After I fell off my toilet, I drew this." He said taking out a crumpled paper and showing me it. I recognized it immediately but grabbed my flashlight from him and shined it on the paper.

"The Flux Capacitor." I stated, I looked to the DeLorean in quick thought, then walked over to it and opened the door up. I sat in the front seat and leaned back to the location of the capacitor. I flicked a switch and the flux capacitor surged a pink glow through it. I leaned away so Doc could stick his head in and see. Once he had, his eyes widened and his mouth fell agape.

"It's works." He whispered, dropping to his knees happily. "It works!" He now shouted, laughing. "I finally invent something that works!" He shouted in pure joy, now finding a bit of his senses to stand, I slipped out of the car with this and stood on both feet.

"You bet your ass it works." I said quietly, yet I had no doubt that Doc heard me. He then looked between me and the time machine.

"Well then, now we must sneak this back into to my laboratory." At this he gripped my shoulders tightly and looked me straight in the face.

"We've gotta get you home!"

Well, firstly, I love MJ, so I do hope I didn't offend anyone by putting him in there like that. Secondly, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter ^^ I'll update as soon as I can. Once again I hope no one got offended, and if you did I'm real sorry. Well, till the next chapter my fantastic readers!