November 3, 1985

7:30 a.m.

Annie's POV

The next morning, Marty came into the living room looking a little sleepy. I knew that this news was going to give him a serious wake up call. I giggled a little.

Marty shot me a curious look and asked, still a little groggy, "What the hell is so funny?"

I pouted and answered, pretending to be hurt, "Aw, did Marty have a bad night's sleep?"

Marty pretended to laugh, sat on the couch, and he responded, "You're in a good mood. What's going on?"

I was trying to contain my excitement but it was hard!

I blurted out, "Doc's coming back home on November 5 at 8:05 p.m.!"

Marty jolted up from the couch and yelled, "What? Am I dreaming?"

I smiled even more and responded, "Nope, you're not dreaming. Doc's really coming home in two days!"

Marty ran over to me and spun me around. He put me down, hugged me, and exclaimed, "Doc's coming home, Annie! This is the best news I've had in seven days!"

I hugged him back and responded, "I know, Marty."

Marty let go of me and kissed me right then and there. My right foot popped up like in a romantic film. 'Huh, that's a first.' I thought to myself. Of course, my heart was racing having him so close to me again.

Marty broke our kiss and I said, "You sure know how to make my heart race, Marty."

He smiled as he ran his fingers through my hair.

He responded, "That was the idea, Annie."

I blushed feverishly and he added, "Uh, I hate to ruin this moment but..." I stepped away from him and finished, "We've got to get ready for school! Otherwise, we're going to be late!"

We grabbed our keys and bolted out the door. When we got to school, Marty seemed light on his feet. He was defiantly excited about Doc coming home. I was grinning ear-to-ear. I couldn't wait for Doc to come home either and I was light on my feet like Marty.

Even Rick, Marty's back-up guitarist came over to me and asked, "What the hell is wrong with him?"

I giggled and answered, "I'm not telling you, Rick. You're going to have to find out."

I walked away from him and caught up to Marty.

Later that day, I went to the store and approached Bill.

Bill saw me and asked, "Annie, what brings you back?"

I smiled and answered with one word, "Doc."

Bill perked up and said, "Well, then. You're going to need some ingredients for your cake for Doc. When is he coming back?"

I answered, without skipping a beat, "In two days."

Bill spun around to me and responded, "But, what about your father? He's coming back on the same day!"

I scoffed and said, "Screw my dad. My dad is Doc. He has been ever since my dad walked out on me the day after my mom's death. I mean, he was jealous of Doc! I know that he thinks that's Doc is dangerous but he really isn't."

Bill smiled and responded, "I know that, Annie but your dad doesn't."

'I just hope dad doesn't find out my secret,' I thought. If dad or anyone else learned our secret, we would defiantly loose Doc and probably each other until we turned eighteen. That was the magic number for me. Once I turned eighteen, I could do whatever I wanted and that went double for Marty.

Bill brought me out of my thoughts and asked, "Earth to Annie, chocolate or vanilla?"

I shook my head and answered, "Uh, chocolate. Sorry for being so out of it... I guess I'm just worried about what my dad is going to think about all of this."

Bill nodded and responded, "I can respect that."

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