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Author's Note: This story takes place in 1915, and involves Emmett and Marie Eastwood having brunch at the McFly farm. This was written by bttf4444.

April 4, 1915
11:30 AM PDT

Emmett Martin Eastwood smiled, as he stepped out of the family car. He always loved having pancakes at the McFly farm - and, indeed, it was quite a nice way to celebrate Easter Sunday. He turned to his sister, Marie Jennifer Eastwood, who really looked to be just as excited. In fact, one would be hard-pressed to not like Seamus' pancakes.

He turned to his younger brother, John Wayne Eastwood - who was almost seven. It was evident that John was quite passionate about music - and he sure hoped to, one day, introduce their father's kind of music to the world. Indeed, John really had much talent on the guitar. It was unfortunate that John was prone towards stage fright.

Emmett himself was also musically inclined, but the piano was simply more his forte. As his family stepped into the McFly's house, he rather was hoping that Seamus would let him play the piano. He had much passion for being able to perform for an audience.

"Howdy, folks," Seamus called out, as he greeted the Eastwoods. "I'm quite glad that you were able to make it. There's simply nothing like Easter with the extended family. It's great that the sun is out. Sure is nice to have lovely weather for a special day."

"Yes, Mr. McFly, thank you for inviting us," Emmett replied, warmly. It was a pleasure to consider how Seamus simply considered the Eastwoods to be part of his "extended family". While he really bore a striking resemblance to Seamus' eldest son, William - as far as he knew, he was not really related to the McFlys. "It is a wonderful day."

"Hey, Emmett! Hey, Marie!" Seamus' youngest son, Riley, called out. "I'm so glad that my parents invited your family over. You two always did seem just like... cousins... to me. While we might not really be related, I do tend to think of you as... family."

"Yeah, I do know what you mean," Emmett replied, flashing a lopsided. "After all, look at how well John gets on with Artie. Ever since they were babies, the two of them did have a real bond. It's sure a shame that Artie's mother died, as the twins were born."

"It's rather a shame that Agnes and Anita will never know their mother," Riley replied, with sadness. "Of course, it's also simply tough for Artie... and Alice. It's obvious that Willie just loves his children, but he's quite a busy man - what with having to work real hard to provide for four children. Alice has watch over her three younger siblings."

"That certainly is a lot of responsibility for an eight-year-old girl," Marie replied, softly. "Granted, she's almost nine years old - but still... The twins are really so adorable. It's quite hard to believe that Agnes and Anita just turned two. Is everyone here, now?"

"I think we just need to wait for Abigail," Riley replied, smiling. "And Gilbert Evans, her fiance. Gee, where has all the time gone? Abby is quite about ready to move out, and I'm the only one that... still needs to graduate. Sometimes, I simply miss being a kid."

"Yeah, I hear ya," Emmett replied, nodding. "It seems so strange to think of how Edith is about two months pregnant. In fact, it feels rather strange to think of her not being Edith McFly, anymore - but Edith Miskin. Well, it is evident that Walt is a good husband for her. So, Riley, how do you feel about being an uncle? The kids are all adorable."

"For the most part, it's fun," Riley replied, cheerfully. "I quite enjoy spending time with the kids. It's quite nice to see how Caroline's children, Esther and Naomi, really take to Agnes and Anita. Esther's one year older than them, and Naomi's one year younger."

"Yeah, and I see all four of them in the playpen," Marie replied, as she pointed to the playpen in question. "Bridget is in there, too. It's rather a shame that Bridget will also never know her mother, who... died of scarlet fever. I really feel bad for Douglas."

"Yeah, and poor Linda," Riley replied, shaking his head. "It really was a sad day, when she died of cholera. May God rest the souls of Linda, Annette, and Nellie. I simply miss them all. I suppose they're all in heaven, now. God just decided to call them all home."

"Well, God does know what's best," Emmett commented, sighing. "Still, it doesn't make their losses any less painful. It's just gonna be hard for Doug for raise his daughter by himself. He probably thinks about Nellie, all the time. Well, we should pray for him."

"Right, we should," Riley agreed, quietly. "Well, it's Easter. Let's simply try to focus on the happy stuff. I must say, I simply love the name Caroline Campbell. I like the way it rolls off the tongue. Also, it's real evident that Howie quite adores her... and the girls. All in all, as much as I do miss being a kid - it's certainly nice to see our family expand."

"Your sisters have picked good husbands," Marie commented, smiling. "I'm certain that Oliver Von Braun will simply be just as wonderful. After all, he's such a real gentleman. Well, at any rate, the pancakes do smell delicious. I'm beginning to feel quite hungry."

"So am I," Emmett agreed, nodding. "We had some toast, earlier this morning - but it's not nearly as satisfying as your father's pancakes. I think it's a shame that he couldn't invite the whole town over. Granted, it certainly would be a pretty crowded house."

"Oh, I'm certain that most of them don't mind," Riley replied, softly. "I mean, many of them do have families of their own to gather with. For some reason, you folks always did seem like family to us. Granted, for several years, we really didn't have any other family. I recall how delighted we were, when Uncle Angus and Douglas moved here."

"Yeah, I do remember that time," Emmett replied, nodding. "We were still quite young, back then. It's a tragedy how your Uncle Martin was stabbed in a saloon, with a Bowie knife. He really had a promising future, and then he lost it... due to his carelessness."

"Daddy still tears up," Riley commented, "whenever he talks about it. I sure do fathom that moving to a new country is a rather intimidating experience - and then to lose the only family member that joined you. Back then, there were no telephones - so it..."

"Yeah, it was not as if they had any way of keeping in touch with their folks," Emmett commented, shaking his head. "It simply must've been a scary enough experience for our parents, when they left Canada. I quite bet they felt very devastated, when the rest of their folks died in a carriage accident. I really would like to have know them."

"Our parents don't talk about it, that much," Marie added. "It must've been too painful for them. The thing is, you folks are... Well, you're about the closest to family that we have. I don't know what it is, but it's as if we have this... special kind of connection."

"I sure do feel it, as well," Riley agreed, nodding. "Daddy always said that he had a... feeling... about you folks. Even before Uncle Angus and Douglas moved to America... in late 1903... he mentioned that being around you folks made him feel... comfort."

"My father says the same thing," Emmett replied, smiling. "Granted, now that Will and Caroline have children of their own, your family really is growing. Next year, Edith will also have a child. While it must be a very bittersweet feeling for your parents to think that you're almost grown up, I'm certain that they also enjoy being grandparents."

"I actually saw Mommy crying, the other day," Riley commented, sighing. "I sure don't see her cry, all that much - but she did mention how much her heart ached at the idea of... of me growing up. I won't even be turning eighteen, until late this fall - but it..."

"I reckon our mother feels the same way," Emmett replied, softly, "about us. Granted, John is still quite young - but... Well, I guess it's quite hard for a parent to accept that their children are no longer their little darlings - but are... almost independent adults."

"Yeah, you look at those five toddlers in the playpen," Marie added, "and you think of just how adorable they are. You then start thinking of how, one day, they'll no longer be those adorable toddlers. At one time, we also were those adorable toddlers."

"That's a rather good point," Riley agreed, quietly. "At one time, the three of us were inside that playpen - and older people were looking at us, while mentioning how adorable we were. It's hard to imagine that, now - but it's is just one of the interesting aspects of life. Just thinking of how quickly... and slowly... time goes by."

"We're here!" called out a familiar feminine voice. Emmett turned around, and he saw that it was Abigail - along with Gilbert. "Whew, it's nice to see that the whole family is here - and I see the five tiny ones in the playpen. Ah, Easter's just a lovely holiday."

"You two came back, just in time!" Seamus commented, just as he stepped out of the kitchen. "The pancakes are just about ready. I reckon it's time for you folks to grab a seat at the dining room table. And, Gilbert, 'tis a pleasure to be welcoming you to the McFly family. I reckon that you'll be making a rather fine provider for our dear Abby."

Emmett simply glanced between Marie and Riley, before the three of them headed to the dining room table. Indeed, the smell of pancakes and maple syrup was tantalizing - and his stomach really grumbled with hunger. He could hardly wait to start eating.

"Happy Easter, folks!" Seamus called out, as he carried a huge platter of pancakes to the table. "I hope I've made enough pancakes for everyone. I'm rather glad that you were all able to make it. 'Tis really a blessing to be able to have such a large family."

Emmett smiled, as he reached for three pancakes. Indeed, it felt lovely to be included as being part of the McFly family. Even though he might not actually be related to the McFly family, that simply made no difference to him. After all, in his heart, he felt as if they were family - and that was what mattered the most. They were family at heart.