Marty and Rosie

❤︎time train friends❤︎

Rosie sat at the kitchen table, working on the history essay in front of her. She laughed as Marty and Daisy ran in. He was chasing their daughter, who was laughing as she ran. Her tiny legs stumbled around as he picked her up, tossing her in the air. Rosie smiled at the two.

   "Just because you don't have any more classes this semester doesn't mean I don't," Rosie teased. Marty laughed.

   "Okay. Mommy wants us to leave," he joked, holding Daisy up to his face. He then set her on his hip, leaning down to kiss his wife.

"Love you," Rosie said. Marty smiled.

"Love you more," he said. "Tell mommy bye."

"Bye," the little girl said, waving her hand rapidly.

"Bye," Rosie said, waving at her daughter. She scanned through her textbooks, looking for a quote to use in her essay to prove her point. She then heard the doorbell ring. She sighed as she stood up. It was probably the mail. She opened the door, and stood, staring at the man who was on the other side.

"Who is it-," Marty called out, walking behind Rosie. He trailed off when he saw who was there. "Doc?"

"Hi kids," he said with an awkward shrug. Marty shot forward, hugging his friend. He let go and Rosie hugged the man next.

"How longs it been since the wedding?" Doc asked. Rosie and Marty looked at each other.

"Around three years," Rosie said. Doc nodded, realizing that it had been longer then he expected.

"Come on in, but I should warn you," Marty started, but was cut off. He felt a tugging on his pant leg and looked down. There, his daughter sat on the floor. "Hi honey."

"I gotchu," Rosie said, picking her up and tickling her. Daisy laughed, digging her face into her mother's shoulder. Rosie smiled. "Doc, meet our daughter, Daisy."

"You-... what?" Doc said, pointing between the two adults. They walked into their small living space, sitting around the couch.

   "Can we get you anything?" Marty asked. Doc shook his head.

   "Where's everyone else?" Rosie asked curiously.

   "We had a minor inconvenience with the time train. The boys wanted to fix it by themselves, so Clara's supervising," Doc said. Marty held daisy up.

   "Look, it's your uncle Doc," he said, pointing. Their older friend smiled as he handed him the little girl. He inspected the little girl, noticing her blue eyes and her dark hair.

   "I can't believe you guys are parents. I feel like you were just fifteen," Doc said. Rosie and Marty shrugged. "I still think of the two of you as kids."

   "You missed a few things," Rosie said, leaning on her husband's shoulder.

   "How's school?" Emmett asked.

   "We're just trying to graduate at this point," Marty said, earning a laugh.

"The Pinheads?" The man asked.

   "Still making music," Marty replied. Doc nodded, thinking.

   "I'm sorry I was away for so long," Doc said. "And that I never called."

   "Don't worry about it, Doc," Rosie said. They then heard the door open. Rosie laughed as she heard Jules and Verne arguing. Marty took Daisy from Doc with a finger on his lips, indicating quiet.

   "Hello everyone," Clara said happily.

   "Hi," Rosie said excitedly, rushing to hug her friends. Jules and Verne, now towering over her in height, hugged her.

   "Hey, Clara, hold this for me," Marty said, impulsively handing her his child, moving to high-five Jules. Clara gave a confused look, pointing at the little girl.

   "Marty, stop using your daughter for jokes," Rosie said with a smirk, crossing her arms.

   "What?" Clara asked, laughing and holding the little girl on her waist.

   "Ma'am, meet your niece, Daisy," Marty said. Clara rolled her eyes playfully when he called her ma'am, but nevertheless, was surprised.

   "Hey, we have a cousin," Jules said, punching Verne's side. Verne winced, holding his side.

   "Does that make Marty and Rosie our aunt and uncle?" Verne asked.

   "We're not actually related, dumbass," Jules said, laughing.

   "Don't call your brother a dumbass," Clara said pointedly. The two surrendered, deciding that they could argue later. "She's beautiful."

"Thank you," Rosie said, lifting her daughter. "It's also her nap time."

"No," Daisy pouted.

"Well, what if I take you?" Marty asked, taking the little girl. Rosie kissed her head.

"You are such a daddy's girl," she teased. Marty kissed Rosie's cheek, and he walked his daughter to her small room. Rosie grabbed a pot of coffee, offering it to whoever wanted it. Marty walked back in, sitting on a chair. Rosie sat on his lap, leaning into his chest.

"How are your families?" Doc asked.

"Great," Rosie said. Doc always loved how she got so excited about the thought of her parents. It made him feel like even though they had been through a lot, some of it was worth it.

"Everyone's good," Marty said, tucking his head into Rosie's shoulder and wrapping his arms around her waist. Doc rolled his eyes.

"PDA you two," he said.

"I do believe, Emmett, you forget that this is our house," Marty said, laughing.

"Come on dad," Verne said, laughing. "It's pretty damn obvious."

The group left, and Rosie sat down on the couch. Marty sat next to her.

"Still feeling overwhelmed about school?" He asked. She shook her head.

"Doc always puts those things into perspective, doesn't he?" She said. Marty nodded, agreeing with the statement wholeheartedly.

"Yeah, he does," he said. He then leaned down, kissing her. She smiled, holding his head. She leaned backwards, pulling them into a laying position. Marty held her cheek, rubbing small circles. They then heard crying. Marty lifted his head. "A father's work is never done."

"No it's not," Rosie said, shoving him onto the floor. He laughed as she stood up, dusting off her pants as she walked to her daughter's bedroom.