November 12, 1955

8:55 p.m.

Doc's POV

I left Timmy with the De Lorean. I figured he be better there than with me. At least he could keep an eye on it. I got over to the address I found in the phone book. I was so worried about the time circuits that I had forgotten to ask Marty and Annie where Biff's house was. I finally got into an opened garage and saw that there was no car there as well as no Marty or Annie.

I muttered, "Damn, where the hell are those kids?"

Just then, my walkie-talkie came to life.

I heard Marty's voice whispering, "Doc and Timmy, come in."

I answered, "Marty and Annie where the hell are you two? I found Biff's place but you two weren't there! And Timmy isn't with me. He's watching the De Lorean."

Annie responded, "Well, that's good but back to the problem. You just missed us; Doc. Biff is now going to the Enchantment Under the Sea dance!"

My heart skipped a beat. If those two ran into their other selves, it could spell utter disaster.

I exclaimed, "Marty and Annie…."

Before I could continue, I found myself at City Hall where I saw a tarp covering a car. No, it couldn't be…. I looked under the tarp and saw the other De Lorean.

I whispered under my breath, "Great Scott!" I went back to Marty and Annie and responded, "We'll have to abort this mission, you two. It's getting far too dangerous!"

'Especially for me! I know my other self is around here somewhere with Timmy's other self,' I thought miserably.

Marty brought me out of my thoughts and responded, "Relax, Doc. The book is on Biff's dashboard."

Annie added, "We'll grab it when he gets to the school."

'Not exactly what I meant, you two,' I thought.

I responded, "Marty and Annie. It is absolutely critical that you not run into your other selves!"

Marty asked, sounding confused, "Our other selves?"

I responded, "Yes! Remember, you're other selves are at that exact same dance with Marty's parents."

Annie moaned, "Right, this could get heavy, Doc."

I rolled my eyes at Annie's joke but she couldn't have been more right!

I said, "It's absolutely vital that you be extra careful…."

Before I could finish my statement, a familiar voice called me.

He said, "Excuse me?"

I turned around and saw my younger self! I quickly turned back around and hoped to God that he didn't see me.

He seemed to ignore that fact and asked, "Could you hand me a three by five wrench out of that toolbox? My son just stepped away for a few minutes."

'That's a relief,' I thought. I didn't want Timmy to see an older version of his father. It could cause trouble.

I backed up to the toolbox and responded, "Three fives? Uh, don't you mean two quarters?"

My younger self seemed impressed and responded, "Why, yes. How did you know that?"

I answered, "Oh, I've happened to have a little experience in this area."

He said, "Well, I'm hoping to see some lightning but the weatherman says that we're not going to have any rain."

I smiled and responded, "Oh, there is going to be a lot of rain alright. Wind, thunder, lightning….it's going to be one hell of a storm."

He ignored that I knew that and responded, "Well, it was nice talking to you. Maybe we'll meet each other in the future."

I shook my head and whispered, "Or in the past."

With that, I got back on my bike and rode off for where I left Timmy and the De Lorean. If we were going to save Marty and Annie, we were going to need four wheels that could fly. I prayed to God that Marty and Annie weren't having the same close encounter I was….

I got back and told Timmy, "We better get the De Lorean ready and go to the dance."

Timmy perked up and responded, "Let me guess."

I told him, "No need for that. We just got to get ready."

Timmy told me, "Well, at least I get to go to a dance."

I scolded, "Timothy Tiberius Brown!"

Timmy said, defensively, "I'm just saying, dad!"

Eventually, we both smiled.

Timmy told me, "I'm glad that this whole 'future great nephew' thing isn't bothering you."

I kissed his forehead and told him, "It never will. You'll always be my son."

Timmy smiled, relieved. I smiled back as I knew that nothing would tear us apart…not even the fact that he was supposed to be my future great nephew.

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