Author's Note: This is possibly the shortest chapter I've ever written. No... 'A Red Letter Year' was shorter. Anyway, this is my new chapter. It's a short one, really short, but I hope you'll all still enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own BTTF.

6: Chapter Five

Monday, March 23rd, 1987

Hill Valley, California

2: 33 P. M.

Doctor Emmett Brown was smiling happily, as he realized today was his birthday. Today was March twenty-third, 1987, the day he would turn sixty-seven. And unlike what he'd thought, this year, he had someone to spend it with. The woman of his dreams – Susan Mary Clayton.

Doc smiled happily, as he thought of Susan. She certainly was the most wonderful woman he'd ever met. He now already felt better than he'd ever done when dating Jill Wooster. Smiling, he turned up to his house with the van. Susan should be here soon.

He then frowned, reaching under the mat. The key just wasn't there! Why, with Marty not coming around anymore, he'd been sure that the teenager hadn't taken it. Confused, he tried the door handle – and was surprised when it gave in. Curiously, he opened it wider. Were there robbers in his house?

As the inventor opened the door, he got a big shock. Instead of seeing just Einstein and a messy lab, the lab had been completely cleaned up. There were flags everywhere, and a huge cake was on the table, saying 'Emmett Lathrop Brown, 67 yet you look 37'. The scientist smiled at how much that reminded him of his rejuvenation. And finally, in the centre, Susan Clayton was grinning madly. "What do you think?"

"I-I" Doc said, stunned.

"It took me some time, but finally, I managed to persuade Marty to tell me the house key was under the mat" Susan – Suzy – said, as she held up the key. "He told me to say you he said 'hi'."

"Tell him 'hi' back" Doc said, still astonished. "Great Scott… I can't believe you did this!"

"You're one of the greatest, Emmett" Susan said. "You're the most wonderful man I've ever dated. I'd do this again in a second."

"Thanks" Doc said, blushing. He kissed Susan. And at that moment, he realized something, that he'd unconsciously known before.

Susan Clayton, before the year is out, I'm going to marry you.

Friday, September 4th, 1987

Sacramento, California

3: 30 P. M.

"I hereby declare you, Emmett Lathrop Brown, and you, Susan Mary Clayton Brown, man and wife." The man smiled. "Congratulations. You may now kiss the bride."

Doc smiled, as he looked at his now-wife, and kissed her. What he'd thought in the beginning of the year had actually come true. He was married to Susan. How was it possible? He didn't know. But all he knew was that he was enjoying it to the fullest.

"Can you imagine it?" he asked Susan. "We're married now. Really married. Great Scott, I can't believe it…"

Susan grinned. "Well, I've never wanted anything but marrying you from the start" she admitted, blushing. "I had actually thought we should marry in June, because I didn't want to delay it so much, but, well…" She smiled. "You brought up a good point. September fourth falls on the same day of week as it did in 1885, when it became my great-great-great-great-aunt Clara's day to die. Seeing as how much of a connection she has to your home town – well, it was really fitting."

"Honour to Clara Clayton" Emmett whispered, kissing her again. "And even more honour to her sister, Maria Clayton, for being the great-great-grandmother of such a wonderful woman." Susan blushed, as Emmett kissed her. "You're one in a googolplex, Susan. I'm lucky to have you."

As the groom and bride then walked down the lane that led to the exit of the church, Doc could see Marty sitting in a corner, just sitting there looking, and he became sad again as the teen's eyes met his for a moment. It had been almost two years, now…

…don't cry, he told himself, and forced himself to look at Susan, which made him smile again. Ah yeah, don't cry today. Today, everything is all right with the world. He kissed Susan happily. Today sure was the happiest day in his life.