Cousin's in Time: Part III

Ch 3

Annie's POV

The three of us left the cemetery and headed towards the library to try and get some answers. I got a book open.

Marty read aloud, "Buford Tannen was a notorious gunman whose short temper and a tendency to drool earned him the nickname 'Mad Dog' . He was quick on the trigger and bragged that he had killed 12 men, not including Indians or Chinamen."

I gulped and responded, "Thank God we're not related to any Indians or Chinamen."

Doc gulped too and asked, "Does it mention me? Am I one of the twelve?"

Marty gulped a little now too and read the rest aloud, "However, this claim cannot be substantiated since precise records were not kept after Tannen shot a newspaper editor after printing an unfavorable story about him in 1884. That's why we can't find anything."

Doc brought over a history book and pointed to a picture of a guy who looked like Marty and asked, "Look at this. McFly family. You're relatives?"

Marty nodded and answered, "My great-grandfather's name was named William."

I looked over his shoulder, saw the picture, and blush a little. It was amazing on how much he looked like Marty.

I responded, "He's a good looking guy. I think I now know where you get your good looks from."

Marty blushed now and Doc asked me, "What about you, Annie? Do you have any relatives back there?"

I answered, "Actually, we were known as the McGruebeger back then, cousins to the McFly's. My great-grandmother was named Cynthia."

Marty found the picture of the McGruebeger clan and saw a lady who looked me and responded, "She's a good looking lady."

I blushed and turned my attention to Doc and asked, "What about you Doc? Did you have any relatives back then?"

Doc shook his head and responded, "No, the Browns came to America in 1908, and then they were the Von Brauns."

Just then, I found a picture of Doc in front of a new clock and the date read, 'September 5, 1885' .

I said, "Uh, guys. I've found something. Check this out."

Doc and Marty both looked at the picture.

Doc exclaimed, "Great Scott! It's me! Then it is true. It is me who goes back there and gets shot."

Marty and I exchanged nods.

Marty responded, defiantly, "It's not going to happen, Doc. Once you put new tires on the De Lorean, Annie and I are going to go 1885 and we're going to bring you home."

Doc shot Marty a look and I added, "And there is nothing you can say or do that is going to change our minds."

Doc sighed and responded, "Just be careful, you two."

I answered, "We're always careful. Well, not counting the time we accidentally locked ourselves out of our house in the middle of a snowstorm."

Marty rolled his eyes and responded, "That was so stupid! Dad forgot his keys in the house and then when we went over to your place, you forgot your keys!"

I nodded and said, "It was two o'clock in the morning, Marty! Give me some leeway."

Doc got in between us and responded, "Okay you two. Break it up. This isn't a good time to get in a brother/sister quarrel!"

Marty wrapped his arms around my waist and responded, "It's not a brother/sister quarrel, Doc. It's a lover's quarrel."

I blushed at him and Doc asked, "You two are a couple? I wasn't expecting this."