Part One (633 KB) - Whoa is (Not)

“Yeah,” Marty said.
“No way!”
“We offer our most sincere condolences, dude,” Ted said.
Marty gave a wan smile. “Thanks. Look, I gotta go now, okay See you guys around.”
“Sure. Catcha later, Marty.”
Chapter Nineteen
20 th November 1895, Wednesday
Hill Valley, California
Emmett Brown was busy reading the Back to the Future fan fiction novel by Mary Jean Holmes 9 he had
started on the day before. He knew that he shouldn’t be doing that, by right, but the stories were
remarkably interesting, and he tried to lessen his guilt by trying to convince himself that the stories might
prove useful in future. For all he knew, he and Marty might end up in a similar situation as in one of
them, and it would be a great help if they had some idea of what might happen…
Emmett also couldn’t help noticing that in the fan fiction, he and his family had returned to the future; he
wondered if perhaps that was some kind of sign to tell him what he should be doing. He knew the risks
involved in doing so, but he was also just as fully aware of the risks involved in just staying where they
were. The inventor sighed. Either way, a decision had to be made soon. He had already stayed ten
years in the past, and with every day the danger of changing some important part of history increased.
He’d have to think about it.
Emmett logged on to his e-mail to find a rather disturbing – albeit interesting – e-mail that had
apparently come from another dimension.
From - fangflux@hotmail.com
To - julesvernefan@yahoo.com
Subject: nil
Dear Doc, you sexy thing, leave Clara and I'll make you the happiest man alive!
- Flaming Trails 10
‘Sexy thing’, huh Staring at the message with a slight grin on his face as mixed emotions churned up
inside him, Emmett was wondering how to reply to it… when Clara saved him the trouble by coming into
the room, looking at the screen, looking at him, and yanking out the computer plug.
Emmett blinked as the e-mail message suddenly vanished from view. Turning, he noticed for the first
time that his wife was there.
“Who was that” Clara asked.
Grinning sheepishly, Emmett looked at her. “Ah… um. I’m not too sure, actually. I’ve never heard of
her before. According to the signal of her e-mail, she seems to be from the future in another
dimension… ”
Clara raised an eyebrow. “I see.”
“Yes… Uh, would you mind passing me the computer plug so I can put it back in the socket”
**
9 Her stories are really good and can be found at www.mj-holmes.com
10 Contributed by Flaming Trails of FanFiction.Net