Author's note: Sorry I didn't write as much as I wanted to yesterday! But, I'm prepared to write more now! I want to dedicate this chapter to Ellie. Ellie is one of those people that are very hard to find. I think it helps that we both obsess over everything. Movies especially. She probably won't ever know that I dedicated this to her because she's always on the run, but you guys know! Anyway, on with this marvelous story!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Back to the future or the movie A Fistful of dollars. I only own Abby…
Biff is in his hot tub with two women, both of them not Loraine. The women are dressed immodestly and they're all watching A fistful of dollars.
"Bullet-proof vest! The guy is brilliant!" Biff yelled excitedly. I looked over at Marty.
"I guess this is what they mean when they say he likes women and movies" I said softly so only Marty could hear. Marty shrugged hitting the off button on the remote.
"Hey, what the heck is going on!" Biff yelled angrily turning around.
"Party's over Biff" Marty said his fist clenching the remote deviously.
"Maybe for them, but it's just starting for me" I said dangling my legs in the hot tub and trying to take the remote from Marty. Marty rolled his eyes and threw the remote into the hot tub pulling me up from the hot tub.
"How'd you get past my security downstairs?" Biff asked in disbelief.
"It wasn't too hard being that all you need to do is put on Old Yeller and they cry like babies" I replied.
"There's a little matter we need to talk about" Marty said as they girls got out gathering a towel around them and running out the door.
"Yeah, money, right? Well forget it!" Biff sneered.
"Not exactly, but I'll take some" I admitted.
"No, not money. TheGrays Sports Almanac" Marty explained. Biff looked at us horrified that we had found out. He got up out of the hot tub and led us up to his office.
"Start talking kid, what else do you know about that book?" Biff asked sitting in a big chair with his face stenciled on it.
"First, you tell me how you got it. How, where, and when" Marty suggested.
"Alright, take a seat" Biff said trustingly. I sat but Marty insisted on standing.
"Sit down!" Biff order. Marty sat down quickly. "November 12th 1955, that was when" Biff said getting up and pulling out the picture of himself towards him revealing a safe. He began to push numbers opening it.
"He has a booger" I whispered to Marty pointing at the picture of Biff. Marty shushed me.
"November 12th 1955? That was the day I went back…" Marty started but caught himself.
"That was the day of the famous Hill Valley lightning storm" I covered.
"You know your history, very good. Brandon always said you were smart. I'll never forget that Saturday. I'd just picked my car up from the shop because I'd enrolled it in a drag race a few days earlier" Biff explained.
"I thought you crashed it into a manure truck" I blurted out.
"How do you know about that?" Biff asked in disbelief.
"My father told me about it and then I told Abby" Marty covered.
"Yeah right. So there I was, minding my own business when this crazy old codger with a cane shows up" Biff continued looking suspiciously at me. He took a box out of the safe.
"He says he's my distant relative. I didn't see any resemblance" Biff explained. I snorted trying to hold in my laughter since the old Biff he was talking about looked exactly like the Biff we were talking to now.
He put the box on the table still looking at me strangely. "So he says 'how would you like to be rich?' So I say 'Sure." Biff continued opening the box to reveal the book. It was folded and yellow with age. I didn't expect Biff to take care of it anyway.
"So he lays this book on me. He says this book will tell me the outcome of every sporting event till the end of the century. All I have to do is bet on the winner, and I'll never lose. So I say 'What's the catch?' He says, 'No catch, just keep it a secret." Biff said closing the lid abruptly, making me jump.
"After that he disappeared. I never saw him again" Biff finished as if he was telling a ghost story. I took a box of Biff matches when he wasn't looking. I figured that you never know when you need to have a fire on hand.
"Oh, and he told me one other thing. He said some day, a crazy wild eyed scientist, a fiery burnet with a blazing temper, or a kid may ask about the book. And if that ever happened…" Biff laughed pulling out a shot gun.
"I don't know who would ever classify me as a fiery burnet, but they would be completely wrong! There is more to people than stereotypes you know" I pointed out trying to ignore that a gun was being pointed at me.
"Funny, I never thought it would either of you" Biff admitted.
"What about Brandon? What do you think he'll do when he finds out I'm dead?" I stalled.
"Brandon? Don't you remember sweetheart? He died by the same gun" Biff laughed evilly. I stared at him in shock.
"Yeah well Biff, you're forgetting one thing. What the hell is that?" Marty yelled pointing behind Biff. Biff looked as Marty lit a match and threw it onto the floor.
"You're dead, you little…" Biff yelled right behind us.
Suddenly his voice stopped. Marty and me leaned against the wall out of breath.
"You think we lost him?" I asked wheezing. I never got to hear Marty's answer because we heard the sound of footsteps and familiar voices. They were the same people that had dragged us in here the first time.
"Come on!" Marty yelled pulling me up another flight of stairs. We reached the roof and walked to the edge looking down.
"Man, that's a long way down" I admitted grimacing. Suddenly the door to the roof opened and Biff appeared.
"Go ahead, jump. Suicide will be nice and neat" Biff urged.
"What if we don't?" I asked strongly squeezing Marty's hand.
"Lead poisoning" Biff replied menacingly pointing his shot gun at us.
"What about the police, Biff? They're gonna match up the bullet with that gun" Marty attempted to stall.
"Kid, I own the police! Besides, they couldn't match up the bullet that killed your old man. Or the one that killed your husband" Biff yelled over the roar of the wind.
"You killed George" I cried in disbelief.
"I suppose it's poetic justice - two Mcfly's with the same gun. Two Tannen's with the same gun" Biff admitted waving the gun around. I looked over the edge and saw something different. I pinched myself in shock.
"You know what Biff, we'll jump" I stated.
"Yeah, we'll… What!" Marty asked not understanding.
"Well, I'd rather die hitting that hard cold ground, than being shot by a bullet" I said romantically. Marty looked at me like I was going crazy.
I looked down once more, then jumped pulling Marty with me. We landed squarely on the top of the Delorian.
We climbed in happily.
"Nice one Doc! You're not going to believe this, we've got to go back to 1955!" I cried excitedly.
"I don't believe it!" Doc admitted cornily. We flew away from Biff's Pleasure Palace.
"That's right, Doc. November 12th 1955" Marty explained putting in the date on the time digital thing.
"Unbelievable, that old Biff could have chosen that particular date. It could mean that, that point in time inherently contains some sort of cosmic significance. Almost as if it were the junction point for the entire space-time continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence" Doc cried.
"All right, time circuits on" Doc said flipping a switch.
"What do you mean, time circuits on? Doc, we're not going back now?" I cried in surprise. Mary's face mirrored mine.
"Yep" Doc replied simply.
"Doc, what about Jennifer, what about Einstein? We can't just leave them here!" Marty pointed out.
"Einstein I understand, but Jennifer! Seriously, Marty you need to get your priorities straight. Jennifer is just a sacrificial cheerleader" I joked.
"Don't worry Marty, assuming we succeed in our mission this alternative 1985 will be changed back to the real 1985, instantaneously transforming around Jennifer and Einie. Jennifer and Einie will be fine, and they will have absolutely no memory of this horrible place!" Doc explained.
"I wish Jennifer did" I muttered under my breath.
"Doc, what if we don't succeed?" Marty asked thinking the worst.
"We must succeed!" Doc replied simply as the car burst with light sending us into 1985.
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