Chapter 3:

"-onsible one of the group! You could've killed that lad. But to not pay attention on the road? Why were you so careless Daniel? With you sister even! What would've happened if something would've happened to Nicole?"

"Dad, he ran out in front of me, ok? We were being the good people we are and decided to help this guy out. He's obviously from out of town, dad. It was an accident and I'm sorry. I take full responsibility for what happened. Don't worry, Dad, Nix is ok too. She's a tough girl. She's a Fox, you know that."

"You should've been keeping an eye on her. I trusted you to go get her and-"

"Dad, he jumped out in front of me and I told you, I take full responsibility for what happened. I'm so sorry."

"Why wasn't the car damaged?"

"It was at a red light. He thought he could make it across the street, but he didn't."

"No really," their father had crossed his arms. Not good. "Dane, as the oldest, you should've been looking out for your little sister."

"I know dad, and I'm sorry."

"Well," he sighed, "at least the kid's ok."

"And that's all that matters, right?"

He sighed again, "I guess so."

"So it's all cool?" Dane asked hopefully.

"Not yet. When the kid gets up, then it'll be ok."

Dane nodded.

"Dad!"

"What, Logan?"

"Uncle Dana's here!"

"Great… Dane, get Channing and Nix down here."

"What about-?"

"Nix told me she made up an excuse to check up on him."

"Ok, good."

"Go get your siblings."

"Yes, Sir."

Dane ran upstairs to get Channing first. He found him in the den working out to an old 80's tape. He seemed to be obsessed with 80's workout tapes. After Dane pried him away from that, he went to find Nix next. She was hiding out in the spare room where the unconscious driver laid.

"Nix," he began, startling her a little bit, "I really think this is the guy who can time travel."

"I know, but there's also a chance he just really likes the 80's."

"Your right, "Dane said, "Come on. Let's leave him alone for a while. Uncle Dana's here."

"Oh fun," she said sarcastically, "I don't really like them."

"That's why you're in the Fox family. We all hate dad's siblings."

"Not true," she said, "Uncle Charlie's my favorite."

Dane couldn't help but laugh, "Same here."

"But Uncle Dana, yeah he's the most annoying. Such a gloater and likes to insult dad's parenting."

"I know. But at least you can get outta it."

Nix laughed, "Ha! But only because I have an 'AP English project'."

"I can make him leave too. Just give me my guitar and I'll play them my new song."

"Oh god! Dad will murder you if you play that!"

"Only after he's done laughing. Now where should I start off from? Monkeys with big cocks or somewhere less…"

"Dane, no," she laughed.

She hugged onto his side as they walked down the main staircase. Sneaking right behind them, Channing picked up Nix. She let out a squeak and a laugh at the same time as he carried her uncomfortably down the stairs. She kept squeaking to let her go. Dane did nothing to even help out his little sister, he simply laughed.

The rest of the family sat down in the basement talking.

"Mike, you let your kids horse around like that?"

The trio walked downstairs into the basement and heard the family tense up already. This was going to be a long night. They sighed in unison and put on that fake smile.

"I let my kids be kids," their father said.

"Half of them should be grown up by now, Mike."

The three made it to the basement. Their Uncle Dana and Aunt Jamie sat on one of the couches. Mike sat in a chair across from the couch where his brother sat. Logan sat on the loveseat next to his dad, secretly praying he could leave somehow. Dane walked over and he and Channing sat on the couch with Logan. The daddy's girl Nix is, sat on his lap in the chair.

"You were always the stuck up one in the family, Dana," Mike said with a smile.

"So," Dana said getting off the topic of their family, "Mike says you're in an AP English class."

He was looking at Nix, indicating her. She was the only smart one in the family besides her daddy.

"Yeah, I am," Nix nodded, "I'm working on a huge project. She only gave us a week to do it."

"Then we apologize for stopping by today," Jamie said, "If you have to work on a project; go ahead, dear."

"Family first," she forced herself to say with an added fake smile.

"That's my girl," he whispered to her, hugging her close.

"I hate them," she said very quietly.

"Pardon?" Jamie asked.

"She has to go work on her project for a little while. Right, Nicole?"

"Right, daddy."

"Go on dear, grades are very difficult to keep up," Jamie said.

Mike nodded to Nix and she stood from his lap. Nix did her best not to look to eager to run up the stairs. Once the door to the basement was closed behind her, she bolted up the stairs to the spare room to check on the driver.

The driver had just recently gained consciousness. He went on blabbering time traveling and Doc Brown and other miscellaneous things. Awake yes, but totally sane, not so much.

Nix had just opened the door to the spare room to hear the kid blabbing on about nonsense. She smiled and ran over to the bedside.

"Hey," Nix said soothingly, "Are you ok?"

"I hit the wrong button and ended up here…"

"What button?" she asked.

"What year is this?" the driver completely ignored her question.

"2012," Nix said.

"Damn!" the driver sat up in the spare bed, "2012?"

"Yes?" she said, confused. Maybe this guy was the time traveler.

"Damn! Few questions."

"Shoot," she shrugged.

"Do you know if Doctor Emmett Brown is still around?"

"Yeah."

"Great! Do you know where he is?"

"Yes."

"Could you take me to him?"

"Later on. I can't now. Family time," she sighed, "but I am supposed to go over to his place later."

"Oh, ok," he calmed down in the bed a little bit.

"Listen, I have to go. I'll be back up in a little bit. I'm real sorry."

She walked toward the door when the driver stopped her.

"Wait! One more question."

"Shoot," she said, turning towards him.

"What's your name?"

She smiled, "Nix."

"Marty," he said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you, Marty," Nix smiled, "Please try to keep it down. Only my dad and older brother know you're here."

"Oh, sure. I can do that."

She opened the door and walked out.

"Thanks!" Marty called.

"No problem!" Nix called over her shoulder, shutting the door behind her.

On the way back downstairs to rejoin her family, she thought about the boy in the spare room.

Damn, he's cute, wherever he's from.