October 26, 1985

10:10 p.m.

Marty's POV

I woke up and someone in the shadows that looked like my mom.

I mumbled, groggily, "Mom? Mom is that you?"

Mom answered, "There, there Marty. You've been asleep for the past two hours now."

I mumbled, still a little groggily, "I had a horrible nightmare. It…it was awful."

Mom responded, "Well, you're safe and sound now on the good old 27th floor."

I opened my eyes with a start and blurted out, "27th floor?"

The lights went on and mom was there and her breasts were big!

I stammered, "M-mom, t-that c-can't b-be y-you!"

Mom looked at me weird and responded, "Well, of course it's me, Marty. Are you all right?"

I answered, still in shock, "Y-yeah. I-it's just that you're so…big."

My thoughts then went to Annie.

I asked, "Wait. Where is Annie?"

A light went on behind mom and Annie was there.

She said, rubbing her head, "I'm here, sort of."

Mom perked up and asked, "Are you two hungry? I could order room service."

Annie and I both looked at each other and we blurted out in unison, "Room service?"

Just then, a loud voice caught our attention.

"Lorraine!"

Mom dropped the phone, turned around scared out of her mind, and responded, "Oh my God it's your father."

I got curious and repeated her, "My father?"

The doors opened and there was Biff!

He shouted, "You're supposed to be in Switzerland you son of a bitch!"

My eyes went bugged eye as Annie blurted out, "Your father?"

Biff perked up at the voice and turned and saw Annie.

He gruffly asked her, "And what the hell are you doing here? You're supposed to be home, you bitch!"

Annie flinched at him yelling her. Biff then turned to mom, who was taking a sip of some liquor.

He said to her, mad as all hell, "Lorraine, do you know how much perfectly good doe I've spent on your niece and your kid? On all of them?"

Mom got mad and responded, "What the hell do you care? We can afford it. The least we can do is providing a good future for our children and for Annie!"

'Nice one, mom,' I thought. Mom and Biff walked out the door and Annie came over to me. She was a bit disoriented. After all, having Biff yell at her reminded her of her father. I hugged her and rubbed her hair.

I whispered, "Don't give him the satisfaction of crying, Annie."

She let go of me and whispered, "Thanks Marty."

We followed Biff and mom.

Biff said, "Wait hold on. Marty is your kid and Annie is your niece. I have no connection to them." He pointed to us and added, "Look at them though. They're buttheads just like Marty's old man was."

Mom got mad and said, "Don't you dare speak of George that way. You're not even half the man he was."

Just then, Biff struck her down to the ground.

Annie and I started to run over and we shouted in unison, "You son of a bitch!"

Biff's goons grabbed us and held us still. Biff came over to us and eyed us.

He asked, "You two want to take a punk at me?"

With that, he punched me in the stomach and strike Annie. We both fell down to the ground rather hard.

Mom got up and said, defiantly, "That's it, Biff. I'm leaving."

Biff didn't seem too worried and responded, "Well, go ahead."

I decided to ignore them for the moment and check Annie. I went over to her and saw that she was crying a little.

She mumbled, sadly, "Marty, I don't mean to cry but he reminds me so much of dad."

I stroked her cheek and said, "Don't worry about it, Annie. After what you've been through, you have every reason to be afraid. Every right to cry."

She slowly got up and hugged me. I hugged her back and the world around me caught up to me.

I heard Biff saying to mom, "And as for Marty and Annie…or how you would like your niece and all of your kids to be in jail just like your brother Joey. One big happy jailbird family."

Mom sighed, defeated, and answered, "All right, Biff. You win, I'll stay."

She came back down the stairs as Annie let go of me.

Biff pointed at the two of us and threatened, "As for you two. I'll be back up here in an hour so you two better not be."

With that, he left and mom got down to us.

She said, "He was right and I was wrong."

We both got up and Annie blurted out, "Aunt Lorraine, what the hell are you saying?"

I added, "Yeah, mom. You're actually defending him."

She said, as she was taking a sip of liquor, "He's my husband, you two. He deserves our respect after all. He does take care of us."

Annie blurted out, "You call slapping and punching us respect?"

I added, freaking out myself, "How can Biff be your husband? How could you leave dad for him?"

Mom shot me a look and asked, "Leave dad? Marty are you feeling okay?"

I blurted out, "No! I'm confused as all hell and I'm just wondering why no one will give us a straight answer."

Mom looked sympathetic and responded, "Oh, they must've hit you two hard on the head this time…"

Annie shot her a look and asked, "Just answer us one question, Aunt Lorraine. Where's Marty's real father? Where's George McFly?"

Mom looked hurt and answered, sadly, "Annie, Marty. Your father, your uncle is in the same place he's been for the past twelve years….Oak Park cemetery."

Annie and I exchanged horrified looks and we bolted out the door and headed for Oak Park cemetery. I had to see if what mom said was true. We got to the cemetery and started to look around.

Annie froze in front of a headstone and yelled, "Marty, I found it!"

I ran over and read the gravestone aloud, "In Loving Memory of George Douglas McFly, Born April 1st 1938, Died March 15th 1973."

I fell to my knees, not believing what I was reading as I yelled, "Oh, God this can't be happening!"

Just then, a familiar shadows came up from behind us. We both turned around and saw Doc, Timmy, Einstein, and the De Lorean.

Doc said, sadly, "I'm afraid that it is happening, Marty and Annie. All of it."

Annie said, trying to lighten the mood, "Aw, Doc. Can't it be a very intense and bad dream?"

Doc shot her a look and said, "I only wish it was, Annie."

Timmy added, "But when we learned about your father, Marty we figured you would come here."

I pointed my flashlight at the date and asked, "Then you know what happened to him? You know what happened March 15, 1973?"

Doc nodded and answered, sadly, "Yes, Marty."

Timmy added, "We know."

Annie's POV

We went back to Doc's garage. It was a complete mess and Doc showed us a newspaper. The headline read, GEORGE MCFLY MURDERED. Marty was in a world of hell.

Doc explained, "We went to the public library to try to make sense out of the madness but it was boarded up. So, we broke in and stole some newspapers."

I responded, trying to lighten the mood, "You know that is against the law, right?"

Timmy, Doc, and Marty shot me a look,

I added, "I was just trying to add a little humor into this. After all, this is depressing for me too."

Timmy added, "I agree. After all, this is so unbelievable."

Marty responded, "I agree, Timmy. I'm just can't believe that this is happening. It feels like we're in hell or something."

Doc perked up and responded, "No, it's Hell Valley though I can't imagine hell being much worse."

I responded, "Well, my personal hell is no rock and roll, no Doc or you, Marty, and my dad constantly yelling at me 24/7."

Marty wrapped his arms around me and whispered, "As long as I'm around, you'll never be in that hell."

I smiled at his fickle promise. It maybe fickle but it made me feel better.

Timmy added, "I know what you mean. If I have permission to swear, my personal hell would be a life without dad, you, and Marty and living my horrible day."

I frowned and nodded in agreement. Just then, Einy wined, forcing me out of my thoughts.

Doc went over to his dog and said, sadly, "I'm sorry, boy. The lab is an awful, awful mess."

Doc fixed Einstein's bed and the dog climbed into it.

Timmy told me, "I feel bad for Einy."

I nodded in agreement and Doc explained, "When we were in the future, the timeline somehow got corrupted creating this alternate timeline."

Marty and I exchanged confused looks and we demanded, "English, Doc!"

Doc got a chalkboard up and said, "Here, let me illustrate." He drew a straight line on it and explained, "Let's pretend that this line represents time. While we were in future, someone the past became corrupted. And that created this alternate timeline. Alternate to you, me, Annie, Timmy, and Einstein but reality for everyone else." He got out a bag from out of the De Lorean and showed it to Marty and asked, "Recognize this?"

Marty perked up and Timmy added, "It's the bag that the almanac came in."

Doc started to explain further, "We found them in the time machine. Along with this."

He held up a cane top.

Marty took it and mumbled, "It's the top of Biff's cane. Old Biff, from the future."

I responded, "Then, that means…."

Timmy nodded and said, "Yes, Annie. Biff was in the time machine with the almanac."

Doc added, "He then went back to the past, and gave the book to his younger self somewhere in the past." He showed us a newspaper article and said, "See, this is the article on how Biff made his first million betting on a horse."

Timmy gave us a magnifying glass and said, "Look at this with the magnifying glass."

We both looked and Marty perked up and mumbled, "The almanac. Son of a bitch stole my idea! He means have been listening in when we…." His voice trailed off as a tear came into his eye as he added, "It's my fault. If I hadn't bought that damn book, none of this would be happening."

I wiped away the tear from his cheek.

Timmy told him, "It's not your fault, Marty. You didn't know."

Marty half smiled at him and Doc also pointed out, "Well, it's all in the past."

I corrected him and said, "You mean the future?"

Doc blew me off and responded, "Whichever. This is why the time machine must be destroyed…after we set all of this straight."

Marty was still in a bit of shock, so I decided to ask, "So, what do we do? Do we go back to the future and stop Biff from taking the time machine?"

Doc shook his head and explained, "We can't because if we leave from this point in time it will be the future of this reality. Where Biff is powerful and corrupted and married to Marty's mother, your aunt. And which case, this has happened to me…and Timmy."

He gave me a newspaper the headline read, DOCTOR EMMET BROWN AND SON COMMITTED. I took it, in a world of shock.

Timmy nodded and said, "That's the exact same reaction dad and I had when I found that article here."

Doc continued, ignoring his son, "No, our only hope is in the past. We need to find on the when, where, and the how of when young Biff got his hands on the almanac."

Marty snapped out of his fog and said, determined, "We'll ask him."

I smiled at him as did Doc and Timmy.

Timmy said, "Glad to have you back Marty."

Doc added, "I know that you feel bad about this but as long as the four of us stay together, we should be able to make things right."

I smiled and added, "And make things right we shall."

With that, the four of us headed back to Biff's hotel.

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