WARNING: SPOILERS ;)

"No , noo!" Marty cried as he rolled Doc over on his back and clung to him.
"No..." He whisper. Marty turn around, didn't wanna se the dead body if his best friend. Pulling his knees up he let his tears fall.

Doc was there for him when no one else where. He wasn't fast enough, he told himself. He could have stopped this! He just needed more time. Oh Doc why did you tear apart that letter?

He was so deep in thought he didn't realise Doc blinking.
Mart felt that someone was behind him, but didn't care. If it was Libyerna they could shoot him, he couldn't care much less right now.

He turn around by reflex and got a shock when he saw Doc, alive, sitting in front in him.
"You're alive..." He whisper in chock.
Doc seem in chock himself, but he ripped open his skirt to realise a
"...shot proof vest?..." He mumbled. Doc grin at him.
When the chock was gone he ask Doc.
"But how did you know? I never got the chance to tell you?"
Doc only grin bigger and picked up a letter from his pocket and reached it over to Marty who carefully took it.
"...What was that talk..." The took a deep breath to calm down. "...about ruin the future events ?"
"Well...I thought 'what the hell'" Doc grin ever more.
Marty could not hold to tears back anymore, they burn in his neck.
"Marty?" Doc ask, concerned.
One sob escape, two, then three, until Doc pulled him into a hug.

Doc felt so guilty he made Marty cry like that. He didn't believe Marty did care for him that much.
He calmly rubbed Marty's  back  when he cried, to calm him.

Marty felt so embarrassed. He hated crying, it was so embarrassing. Here he was, 17 , crying like he was 7.
But at the same time it felt good to cry. Let all the emotions out. Doc...he was alive. He was alive. They were all good.
Doc...he just rubbed hid back, didn't tell him to calm down, just allow him to take his time.

After 20 minutes Marty finally calm down and broke the hug.
"I'm sorry Doc, I tried not to cry." Marty apologies and wipes his face with his sleeves.
"No no no no no, It's perfectly alright Marty." Doc grin at him and Marry fakes a smile.
"I look terrible don't I?" Marty ask with a big smirk and wiped his nose again. Doc smile at him.
"Not at all." Marty smile, this time for real.
"Come on Marty, I drive you home."
They stand up and Marty picked his hover board of the ground.