(a/n) Another chapter, yay for us!!
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Chapter 5: McFlys, Gasoline and Time Travel
It had been an average day in the McFly household, George had been in his office, writing. Lorraine had been to the supermarket whilst Dave worked at the office and Linda went out with Lee, her new boyfriend. Marty had been at rehearsals with his band, The Pinheads. They were performing at the school dance in a couple of weeks and needed some rehearsal time. It was around 2pm when their daily routines were disrupted, two strangers along with a child came to the door, announcing they were FBI and needed to talk to Marty about a murder,
"Wait, what? Marty? You have to be kidding me." Lorraine shook her head in disbelieve and invited them in. "George, we have guests!" She yelled and George appeared in the door, "This is Agent Seeley Booth and this is..." Before Lorraine could finish the introduction, George stepped in,
"Dr. Temperance Brennan!" He announced cheerfully and Lorraine looked concerned; how did George know this woman, "I love your work." George clarified shaking her hand,
"And you're George McFly. I loveyour work." Booth smiled, second in line to shake his hand,
"Thanks. So why are you here? It's not every day the FBI knock at your door." He smiled gesturing for them to sit down as Lorraine offered them a drink,
"Actually, it involves your son, Marty. We need him to answer a few questions about Dr. Emmett Brown." Booth explained,
"Is Dr. Brown in trouble?" Lorraine asked concerned; she had known Doc Brown for about many years and was quite fond of him,
"Possibly, but hopefully your son's answers will help."
"Well, he's down in the basement, I'll go get him." George proposed heading out of the room as Lorraine handed them both a coffee to which they both thanked her for.
"What do you mean FBI?" Marty asked, suspicious.
"Exactly that." George answered sarcastically whilst gesturing for Marty to go upstairs to them,
"This is heavy." Marty sighed heading into the living room,
"Marty this is Agent Booth and Dr. Brennan." Lorraine introduced,
"Hey." He shrugged, sitting down across from them; they had relocated to the table.
"He's just a kid." Brennan whispered to Booth who shrugged to her comment,
"More a teenager." Booth murmured back. "Marty, we understand you know a Dr. Emmett Brown." Booth announced,
"We're pretty close."
"Well, Clara Brown seemed to think that you know him better than anyone. Even better than her." Booth announced,
"Yeah, like I said we're pretty close. I help him out with his experiments once in a while." Marty added,
"Do you know anything about a club or a company? It may lead us to the killer of one Greg Nolan." Booth questioned,
"Look, I just help him with his experiments. I don't know anything about a club." Marty lied,
"You don't know anything at all?"
"Well..." Marty began, seeing his escape route, "I may have something that could help you, I'll go get it." He left hastily to his room and shrewdly escaped out of the room's window. The teenager contemplated whether to take his 4x4 or skateboard, "Skateboard." He muttered to himself. "It's quieter." He murmured again under his breath and skateboarded out of Lyon Estates and into main town Hill Valley. It took him a good half an hour and he arrived quite out of breath. "A phone... a phone..." Marty uttered looking around for anywhere with a phone. He stepped into the Courthouse knowing full well that there were public phones to use. He typed in the numbers which he had memorised a long time ago. "Yo, Doc. Quick question; why are the FBI trying to question me about you and the club?" He paused and listened intently to the voice on the other end, "I didn't tell them anything Doc. I know how secret the club is and I know how dangerous time travel can be. We can meet at Jennifer's. That'll be safe, right?" he paused again, listening to the mysterious voice on the line, "Jennifer's got a garage we can still test it out then. Yep, see ya later then Doc." He finalised hanging up then slotted more quarters into the machine and dialled a new number, "Hey Jen. Listen, I need a favour."
"Don't worry, Mrs. McFly. Whatever Marty knows, we'll find out. But if he knows something, it's definitely in his better interests to tell us. When he comes back give me a call on this number and hopefully we'll speak soon." Booth firmly shook Lorraine's hand and both Brennan and Booth left. "Who knew one kid could be such a pain in the ass?" He questioned sighing, "First we travel ten hours down here, and sleep in a crappy hotel room then the kid skips on us."
"You know what Booth, let's just head back to the room, find a sitter for Parker and see what else we can dig up on Doc Brown." Brennan suggested climbing into the car,
"I don't know whether I trust these Californians to take care of my son. There all too relaxed down here, maybe there's too much air." Booth joked revving the engine and setting off back to the hotel room.
"Alright, Jen. Thanks, I really owe you one this time." He smiled hanging up, god he loved her. There's only one hotel in town so maybe being in town isn't the best idea. Marty thought leaving the Courthouse, hurriedly. He stared at the Bluebird Motel checking to see if their car was there which it wasn't. Looks like I'm going to Jennifer's earlier than I thought. He hopped onto his skateboard and sped away avoiding the Bluebird Motel.
"Hello, yeah, this is Jennifer Parker. Tonight at 7? Everything seems clear, it's 1384 Mason Street. See you then." That was before Jennifer had received the news that once again she would have to accommodate both Marty and Doc whilst they did some random experiments. Now she'd regretted saying she would babysit, especially, if Doc and Marty were going to blow things up again. She sighed and her head fell into her hands. Of course, the money would come in handy. As long as she kept the unsuspecting child away from Doc and Marty then everything would be fine. A few moments later there was a knock at the door and a loud, "Jennifer!" was shouted up to her. She headed downstairs to find Marty stood there staring at her, lovingly.
"I know I'm earlier than I said." Marty apologised,
"No kidding Marty, what's your excuse this time?"
"Look, I'm sorry Jen but I needed some place to crash for a while." Marty expressed, apologetically.
"Fine." Jennifer shrugged before walking away. Marty slammed the door behind him closed in anger and followed her into the kitchen,
"So where're you gonna go when the FBI's chasing you?" Marty asked sarcastically. Jennifer turned to face him with a mixed look of shock and alarm.
"The FBI? What the hell have you done?" shrieked Jennifer,
"Me? I haven't done anything they just wanna find out about Doc and the club." Jennifer stared wide-eyed at Marty's statement,
"They've found out about the club? How? What do they know and how the hell did they find it out?"
"I'm not sure but when Doc gets here we'll ask him about it." Marty reassured her as she sighed,
"Whatever." Jennifer muttered, clearly frustrated as she walked out of the room once again.
Booth and Brennan had returned back to the motel room that they were staying in half an hour later after collecting some food for dinner. Parker was sat on one of the beds eating his burger and playing with a few of the toys that he had brought with him. Booth and Brennan were at the opposite side of the room near the table and chairs eating their burgers while setting up the laptop and webcam so that they could connect with the Jeffersonian. Once finished they continued to eat their meals, waiting for the connection to the lab.
"Daddy what are we going to while we're on holiday?" asked Parker sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I don't know Bud but tonight you're going to the babysitters while Bones and I do some work." Parker nodded his head before going back to play with his toys. "We'll do something fun though, I promise."
Moments later the connection between them and the lab was up and running. An image of Angela came up on their small screen; Hodgins and Zach both trying to get into the frame.
"Hey Bren, how's things in sunny California?" Angela asked eagerly wanting to get some gossip on the couple that were meant to be together.
"It's too sunny, I'm getting burnt already and we've only been here a few hours."
"I love it," Parker shouted in the background.
"Dr. B I found something out earlier. The body was burnt with some sort of gasoline," Hodgins began.
"Actually I found it, I was looking at the body to try and find more about cause of death when I came across a substance on the humorous. I asked Hodgins to take a look at it."
"And I found out that the substance was some sort of gasoline. As I was analysing it I found that it had a much lower concentration of benzene. These levels of concentration are very rare and haven't been used in a very long time."
"How long are we talking?" asked Booth.
"Well, from what I can tell this kind of gasoline hasn't been sold or even made since the 1950's."
"So where did they get it then?"
"Who knows? But we do know that he didn't go back in time to get it, that's impossible."
"Thank you Dr. Hodgins. Angela would you have a look to see if anyone sells it as soon as possible please," requested Brennan.
"Sure thing hun, have a good time in California with the Booth's," Angela finalised before turning off the connection from the lab. Brennan shut the lid of the laptop and sat down on one of the chairs.
"Well at least we found something out today. Let's take Parker to the babysitters then we can ask some of locals what they make of this Doc Brown character."
"I'm sure he's going to be fine Mr. Booth." Jennifer smiled reassuringly.
"We'll pick him up in a few hours. Bye, Bud. Have fun and be good for Miss. Parker." Booth waved and headed back to where Brennan was waiting.
"So, Parker what do you want to do first? You can..." Jennifer began but was cut off when a loud bang emerged from the kitchen and then Marty yelled,
"Doc's here!" Parker began to laugh whilst Jennifer sighed. She lead Parker into the living room and turned the TV on, handing him the remote ,
"Call me if you need anything." Jennifer smiled and hurried into the kitchen, noticing glass splintered all over the floor,
"Nice of you to drop in, Dr. Brown." Jennifer said, flatly as she grabbed a dustpan and brush to clean up the glass.
"So, Doc what the hell happened in Washington? I thought it was some business trip, well this is the most interesting you've ever been on." Marty exclaimed. "I mean the FBI! Jesus, Doc!"
"The murder had nothing to do with me!" Doc stated,
"Murder? There was a murder? Who died?" Marty questioned curiously,
"A colleague of mine, Greg Nolan. Such a nice guy, probably never saw it coming."
"I don't think many people know they're gonna be murdered." Jennifer added, sarcastically.
"So what happened, Doc? From the beginning." Marty clarified.
Parker changed the channel once again, there was never anything good on the TV at this time of night for a kid. He wondered where Jennifer had gone and got up to go and find her but was stopped in his tracks when the words 'time travel' were mentioned from the kitchen. Being a kid he immediately paid attention trying his best to keep quiet and not draw attention to himself. He stood by the door frame to the kitchen so that he could hear what was going off in the kitchen easier.
"So are we still testing your newest time machine tomorrow night?"
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