Marty McFly stepped out of the DeLorean, his head spinning. He looked around, trying to get a sense of where and when he was, but everything seemed so different. The year was 2025, and while everything looked familiar, it wasn’t quite the same.

As he wandered through the streets, he stumbled upon a beautiful house, one that looked like it belonged in a dream. And there you were, standing in the front yard, laughing. But it wasn’t just you—there was someone else with you. It was him—Marty.

Wait.

This was not possible.

He saw you and Marty, together, married, with kids running around. Marty was sitting on a chair, strumming a guitar, playing a soft, sweet tune. The kids gathered around him, mesmerized by the music. The life you two shared was one that Marty had never even dared to dream about. He had thought he'd never be able to stand you, and yet here you were—his future spouse, your kids, and the house that Marty had always wished for.

This wasn’t the future he ever imagined.

Marty couldn't stop staring, trying to piece together how this all came to be. How did he go from hating you to being the father of your children? How did the two of you get here, together, in this perfect life?

But before he could figure it out, he stepped back into the DeLorean, heart racing. The future had shaken him. He needed to return to 1985, where things were simpler, but the vision of you and him in the future kept playing in his mind.

He landed back in 1985, and there you were, just as he remembered. He approached you, his words coming out in a jumble.

— "I... I never thought I'd see you here."

He stood frozen, his heart thumping as he tried to figure out what to say next, still processing everything he had just witnessed.