Book of One Shots

Future Day, BTTF

Summary:  Doc goes to 2015, after the end of the trilogy. What will he find in this version of Hill Valley? Only one way to find out!

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October 21, 2015

3:45 p.m.

Hill Valley, California

Doctor Emmett "Doc" Lathrop Brown had just left 1897. The boys were about 10 and 8 now. Clara had delivered a healthy bouncing baby girl named Emily. Emily was the spitting image of Clara. Doc couldn't wait for her to grow up. He was definitely going to let her come time traveling with him, once she was older and could fully understand.

Doc was currently in the time stream alone, wanting to see how much the future had changed. While he knew that the future was not set in stone anymore, he still wanted to see everyone. Especially Martian "Marty" Seamus McFly. Oh Marty. His future boy. He never expected anyone to be his friend nor for someone to go as far as Marty did to save his life.

While when Marty first knocked on his door in 1955, he would admit that he didn't trust Marty right away nor did he believe him. Inventing a time machine, at the time, sounded unlikely. He did see a vision of the Flux Capacitor, the time machine seemed like a long stretch. Doc shook his head out of memory lane. There was no time for such things.

Right now, Hill Valley 2015 is where he wanted to be. The time train appeared in the abandoned train station as Doc walked the 5 miles to his hometown. Doc gulped down his nerves during those 5 miles but they were quickly replaced with horror and regret.

"Great Scott," he breathed, walking through the city gates.

The gates were worse now, covered with graffiti. A few houses and businesses were runned down, boarded up. The streets were filled with debris and with gangs. Doc felt like he was in Hell Valley again, hoping that this was really the wrong date. But the time train never had that problem before. He walked into the town square, looking around sadly.

It was just like Hell Valley. Only Doc almost got ran over by a police car.

"Be careful old man!" The cop grumbled, beeping the horn.

Doc quickly moved as he saw that the clock tower was still there and still broken. He walked over to the former exercise place, which was now a coffee shop like in 1955. Doc entered and saw a man behind the counter. There was a teenaged girl sitting at the counter and a few other patrons. It was a sad sight to see the place such a dump.

The worker asked, "Can I help you, stranger?"

Doc perked up as he answered, "I, uh, used to live here back in 1985. I wanted to see how my hometown was doing."

The worker seemed surprised by this and stated, "What did you do to come back then? Lose a bet?"

The girl sitting at the counter spoke, "That's not exactly nice, Steve."

Steve blurted out, "But you say it all the time, Claire!"

Claire replied, trying to shoo him, "Will you go away already?"

Steve laughed as he went away. Doc looked Claire over. She was seventeen years old, had dirty blonde curly hair, brown eyes, wearing a blue long sleeved blouse, a long black skirt that went down to her knees, white stockings, and blue dress shoes. She offered her right hand to Doc, with a beautiful smile on her face.

Doc took her hand and softly stated, "It is nice to meet you, Claire."

"Thank you," Claire replied, giggling. "And you are?"