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Return to the Future Part 7
Marty came around the corner just as the building suddenly shattered, throwing him back with the force of the explosion as millions of pieces of glass rained down like rhinestones.
He sat up, his eyes wide with horror, as he scanned the panicked faces of the people around him. Where was the Doctor? Or Martha and Mickey? Had they set off the explosion? Or had they been trapped in it?
No, he saw the three figures making their way through the panicked crowd. No one was paying any attention to them, the chaos of the fire that now burned the metal skeleton of the building having their full attention.
Marty ran against the crowd towards them “What did you do!?!”
“What!?!” Mickey asked, cocking his head slightly as though he couldn’t hear right.
“Jesus Doc, explosions seem to just follow you!”
“I’ll explain everything in the TARDIS, right now we should get away from here before anyone starts asking questions.”
Martha saw the security guard from earlier talking with police. He looked in their direction as recognition crossed his face. “The sooner the better.”
They didn’t run, they walked at the same pace as everyone else, trying to avoid suspicion, and when they finally reached the town square, the crowd having dispersed in every direction, they jumped into the TARDIS.
“I leave you alone and you blow up half my town,” Marty sighed and sat down next to the consol.
“Don’t exaggerate,” the Doctor ran up to the consol, plugging the flash drive in. “No one will miss one building.”
“It’s a small town!”
“I don’t get it,” Mickey shrugged.
“What?” Martha looked at him.
“If we destroyed the company and the robots and all that stuff, why’s she still asleep?”
“She’s not asleep,” the Doctor explained.
“Whatever. She’s not awake, is she? So you didn’t stop anything from happening if it’s still happened.”
“He has a disturbingly good point,” Marty frowned.
“All right, all right, so maybe we didn’t do everything we set out to do this morning, but it wasn’t all for nothing, look,” he pointed to a screen on the consol and Marty frowned. He couldn’t understand half the terms or what any of the numbers meant. Martha nodded as she read, but Mickey looked just as confused as Marty.
“What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?”
“This is everything Morton Robotics has been working on since they started.”
“Oh!” Marty reached in his pocket, pulling out the papers he had printed out, and handed then to the Doctor. “I found these. Thought you might be able to figure them out.”
“Marty,” the Doctor grinned at him. “You really are getting the hang of all this. Find out anything else?”
“Well,” the files on him and Doc Brown, meeting with his mother, how the company had been specifically searching for him this whole time. “No.”
“No worries, we’ll get answers from what we’ve found here,” the Doctor smiled reassuringly. “They obviously have a second building-”
“Or factory,” Martha reminded him. “We’re positive they have one. We just can’t find any clues as to where it is.”
“Well we can’t stick around and help you find it,” Mickey said quickly.
“We can’t?”
“You can’t?” The Doctor looked slightly crestfallen.
“Nah, we got our own life now, don’t we? Morton Robotics isn’t the only problem we have down here on earth. There’s loads of stuff UNIT is currently dealing with.”
Martha sighed. “That’s true. To be honest, it would be best if we just handed Morton Robotics to you so we could concentrate on everything else on our plate.”
“Ah, well, of course,” the Doctor turned back to the consol. “That makes sense. I mean, I didn’t expect you two to come back aboard or anything.”
“Doctor,” Martha walked up to his, taking his hand in hers. “Thank you though. It’s been so good seeing you again, going on one last adventure with you.
The Doctor squeezed her hand and turned back to her. “Who said anything about last? Surely there’s always some adventure around the corner.”
“Well, don’t be a stranger then. Call us anytime you see help.”
Mickey was about to say something, but Martha shot him a little glare.
“Any time.”
Mickey sighed. “Yeah, any time Doctor. You do liven things up a bit.”
“Do you two need a lift anywhere? Back to UNIT headquarters?” The Doctor offered.
“Nah, somebody uncovered what they think is a UFO in some mine outside of town. We figured we’d kill two birds with one stone and check it out after we helped you two.”
“UFO in some mine?” Marty raised his eyebrows.
“Don’t suppose you know anything about it?” Martha laughed.
“I know it doesn’t pose a threat anymore,” Marty grinned.
“Goodbye Doctor,” Martha went up on her tiptoes, giving the Doctor a quick peck on the cheek. “And good luck.”
“All right, all right,” Mickey took Martha’s hand, eager to pull her away from the Doctor. “Be seeing you then.”
“Take care of her Mickey,” the Doctor said.
“Always,” Mickey smiled at Martha.
“Nice meeting you both,” Marty waved as the two nodded at him and made their way out of the TARDIS. Marty turned back to the Doctor, who was still staring at the door. Suddenly, the Doctor looked at Marty.
“Where’d you go when you left?”
“Huh?”
“Well you were walking back from somewhere.”
“Yeah, the square. I heard the explosion…”
“That fast?”
Marty shrugged. “I dunno. I wasn’t buying any sports almanacs if that’s what you want to know.”
“Well, not really… Though I’m glad you weren’t. It just seems like… something’s troubling your mind.”
“I’m fine. I’m just… still figuring things out.”
To Be Continued in Episode Eight: Hit the Road Jack!
(Well, it’s always fun to release a rush of chapters at once, but it also takes a lot of work and I hope you’ll understand if I don’t do something like that again for awhile. I’m not certain yet if I want to get back to scheduling myself, I don’t think it was very conducive to my creativity. Just keep checking my wordpress account (doctormcfly) for updates. The website is on my profile page if you’re having trouble finding it. I post photos, videos and updates on the fic there, so be sure to check it out to find out when the next episode will be hitting the web.)
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