Cousin's in Time: Part I

Ch 10

November 12, 1955

3:00 p.m.

Marty's POV

I was surprised at how fast the four days went. Annie and I were spending half the time trying to warn Doc about his upcoming fate and the other half cooking up our scheme. At least the scheme part was going better than us trying to warn Doc. Annie and I were helping dad out with the laundry. Dad seemed disoriented.

He asked, "I don't get it. How can I go to the dance with Lorraine if she is already going with you?"

I answered, "Well, she wants to go with you but she doesn't know it yet."

Annie added, "We have to show you that you're a fighter. Someone that will stand up for her and for yourself. I mean, why do you think she's crushing on Marty?"

I shot her a look and changed the subject, "Let's go over the plan one more time. Where will you and Annie be?"

Dad answered, "We're going to be at the dance."

I responded, "Right and where will I be?"

Dad answered again, "You'll be in the parking lot with her."

Annie nodded and asked, "Right and when you see Marty and Lorraine struggling, you walk in and say...you're line George."

Dad perked up and responded, "'Hey, you. Get your damn hands off of her.' You really think I ought to swear?"

Annie rolled her eyes and said, "Yes, God damn it, George! Swear! For Pete's sake, there is nothing wrong with it!"

I grabbed her arm and said, "Calm down, Annie." She calmed down and I added, "Now, this can only work if it stays between the three of us." Dad nodded in agreement and I added, "Now, if you'll excuse us, we've got to go."

We left and later that day, I was in a suit, ready for the dance. Annie was wearing a pretty pink flowing dress and her hair was beautifully curled. I was blushing at her big time now. I had never seen her in a dress like that before. I could've sworn that I was either drooling or my nose was bleeding. We went to Lou's café and we were writing a letter to Doc as he was setting up for the experiment later that evening.

I said what we wrote aloud, "Dear Doc, the day we go back in time, you were shot by terrorists. Please take the necessary precautions to prevent this terrible disaster. –Your friends, Marty and Annie."

I sighed and said, "Let's just hope Doc reads this."

Annie nodded and responded, "Yeah, I...I don't want to lose him, Marty."

A tear rolled down her face and I wiped it away from her face.

I responded, "Me either, Annie."

I knew how she felt. Doc was like a father to me too. We walked out of the café and I put the letter in Doc's coat pocket, praying to God that he would heed our warning. Annie was keeping an eye on Doc as he was paying off the cop.

Doc turned to us after the cop left and said, "What you two just saw, you didn't see."

Annie shot Doc a look and responded; "Leave the jokes to me, Doc."

Doc sheepishly smiled and got things ready for later.

Annie turned to me and said, "Well, I'm off to the dance. I'll meet you later."

With that, she walked off and for the first time during this whole adventure, I was alone. It felt weird to me.

I took the Packard and drove off to Lorraine's house. I picked her up and we drove to the school.