Disclaimer: You know I don`t own it so let`s just get on with the story.

"Oh my God, they found me. I don`t know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty!" The video Doc had yelled.

Doc replayed it. "Oh my God, they found me. I don`t know how but they found me. Run for it, Marty!"

"Doc?"

Startled, Doc turned around, accidently pulling the wire connecting the camera to the TV. "Oh hi, Marty, I didn`t hear you come in. Fascinating device, the video unit."

"Listen Doc, there`s something I haven`t told you about the night we made that tape.." Marty started to say.

"Please, Marty, don`t tell me. No man should know too much about their own destiny."

"You don`t understand." Marty argued.

"I do understand." Doc replied. "Why in the name of Sir. Isaac Newton must Marty keep trying to communicate with me about the future?" Doc thought in his head.

"If I know too much about my own future, I could endanger my own existence, just as you endangered yours." Doc explained, firmly grasping Marty`s shoulders.

After a hesistant pause, Marty replied weakly, "You`re right."

"Good, now, let me show you my plan for sending you home. Please excuse the crudity of this model, I didn`t have time to build it to scale or to paint it." Doc explained, showing Marty the replica of the town.

"Looks good." Marty reassured with a nod.

"Oh thank you, thank you. Okay, now we run some industrial strength electrical cable from the top of the clocktower, down, to suspending it over the street between two lamp posts. Meanwhile, we outfitted the vehicle with this big pole and hook which runs directly into th eflux capacitor. At the calculated moment, you start off from down the street driving toward the cable accelerating to 88 miles per hour. According to the flyer, at precisely 10:04 PM this Saturday night, lightning will strike the clocktower, electrifying the cable just as the connecting hook makes contact, thereby sending the necessary 1.21 gigawatts into the flux capacitor, sending you back to 1985." Doc explained throughly and hastily that Marty didn`t even have enough time to process that in his mind.

"All right now, watch this." Doc said, handing him a toy car.

"You wind up the car and release it, and I`ll simulate the lightning." Doc said, holding two electrical wires.

"Ready."

Marty nodded.

"Set."

There was a brief pause until Doc yelled, "Release!"

WIth that, Marty let go of the car, Doc simulating the 'lightning', giving it enough energy to crash into the trash can and set it on fire.

Doc gasped.

"You install me with a lot of confidence, Doc." Marty said sarcastically.

"Don`t worry, I`ll take care of the lightning, you just take care of your pop. By the way, what happened today, did he ask her out?"

"Uh, I think so." Marty replied honestly, as he didn`t actually stick around for what his father had said, and he knew Doc would be expecting to hear what she had said.

"What did she say?"

Oh God.

Marty was about to confess, until there was knocking at the door.

"It`s your mom, she`s tracked you down! Quick, let`s cover the time machine!" Doc said hastily.

Sure enough.

When Doc opened the door, Marty saw Lorraine. "Hi Cal...Marty."

"Mom...Lorraine! Uh, how did you know I was here?" Marty asked curiously, with a bit of hesitation in his mind.

"I followed you." Lorraine replied.

"She`s acting more shy than usual, as if she ever were shy." Marty thought in his head.

"Oh! Uh, this is my Doc, Uncle! Doc Brown." Marty introduced, remembering that he hadn`t said anything about Doc.

"Mr. Brown? The 3rd grade teacher?" Lorraine thought to herself. She hadn`t known about him much, as she had someone else for 3rd grade.

"Hi."

"Hello." Doc replied with a smile.

"Marty, this may seem a little forward, but I was wondering, if you would, ask me to the Enchantment Under The Sea Dance on Saturday?" Lorraine asked hesitantly.

"Wait, so that means, Dad didn`t ask her?" Marty thought.

"Uh you mean, nobody`s asked you?"

"No, not yet."

"What about George?"

"George McFly? Oh, he`s kinda cute and all, but, well, I think a man should be strong." Lorraine said, walking closer to him. "So he could stand up for himself, and protect the woman he loves."

When she saw that Marty stepped back, she asked, "Don`t you?"

With a fake smile, he replied, "Yeah."

"So, will you go to the dance?" Lorraine asked quietly.

"Um.." Marty hesitated and looked at Doc, who had his head on his hand, looking disappointed.

"Sure.." Marty replied. He knew it would be rude to say no, then again she was his mom.

"Really? Thanks Marty!" Lorraine thanked with a bright smile, and started to leave.

"You can pick me up at around 8:00 PM, and you know where my house is, right?"

"Yeah.." Marty replied quietly.

"Good. See you tomorrow!" Lorraine waved, and giggled.

"Right." Marty waved, with a fake smile.

Turning around, he saw that Doc looked disappointed.

"Marty, how do you expect to have your mother and father to get together?" Doc asked in an annoyed tone.

"I`m sorry, Doc, it`s just, that it would be, you know, rude, to turn down a girl like that." Marty confessed quietly.

"Whatever!" Doc yelled in an distressed tone.

"But I will talk to George, and...I`ll come up with a plan..don`t worry..." Marty said, but knew he had to come up with one fast.

"Good, but hurry!"

WIth that, Marty went off to talk to George.