A/N I had written a story previously called Un-Break My Heart. It was inspired by Magenta Skye's Survive Without Fear. I was re-reading it and thought more could be done with it. So I am revamping the story.
Changing a little bit here and adding some there. I hope you will enjoy this story. Please do keep in mind there are going to be some dark moments in this story but they will not I repeat not be explicit or detailed by any means. Thank you for reading!
Ginger Grant approached with grim determination. She knew what had to be done and she was the one who had to do it. The actress had to give a convincing performance. Gilligan's life was at stake. Taking a deep breath, she opened the hut door and stepped inside. She is greeted by a tall rugged looking male with brown hair wearing a green shirt and matching green hat. He wore tan trousers and a pair of brown boots. He held a gun in his hands. There was a evil look in his blue eyes. One she did not like and made her physically ill. However she needed to squash those feelings if this plan was to work.
She steadies herself and informs the male called Jonathan Kincaid that she is drawn to him like a magnet. Bile is in her throat as she says these words but she swallows that. He begins to nuzzle her and she feels like she is going to be sick. Holding that back she allows him to kiss her lips no matter how repulsed she is by this act. Gilligan wonders what she doing but she gives him a look as if to indicate she has a plan and to just go with it. She says to him they must have a toast because it's so romantic. Truthfully she really wanted to just get away from this monster. But Ginger knew she had a job to and she was going to follow through with it. She walked over to two cups and pours the liquid inside that the Professor had made and then adds the pineapple juice. Unfortunately the mad hunter insists upon another kiss first much to the starlet's chagrin. The redhead allows this and then says that he must be thirsty after that. Gilligan however drank the spiked juice and passes out just as Ginger is going to reach for the cup.
Jonathan is enraged and there is thunderous look in his eyes. "You stupid harlot!" He roars striking Ginger's cheek and knocking her to the floor. "You were trying to trick me! Thought you could help save your stupid friend!"
"I well I…I.." She stammers.
"You stupid redheaded fool! No one tricks me! No one! Not even a cheap tart like you!" He rages. "You will pay dearly! You think I was buying your stupid act Miss Hollywood! You think I didn't see earlier how you were making eyes at that lowly Professor!"
Ginger tried to get up but Kincaid pushed her right back down again. Her eyes went to Gilligan who was still out cold. "Please." She said with fear in her green eyes. "Please don't hurt me."
"You should have thought of that before you put on your little act. Not a very convincing actress are you." Jonathan sneered.
Before Ginger knew what was happening, the Hunter lunged at her violently and was soon on top of her. He grabbed both her wrists in his hands. "Relax my pretty movie star." He said with an evil grin. "You should be used to this. Cheap Hollywood trash like you usually is."
Ginger fought and fought the best she could trying to claw at him like a lioness but her efforts were in vain. He was way too strong for her. There was little she could do. Her dress was ripped and her face was struck again as he yelled at her to shut up as she pleaded with everything in her for him not to do this.
His disgusting hands went over her body and she was helpless to stop his actions. She had to focus. Focus on something else. Keep her mind on something other than what was happening to her. Anything to block it out.
Ginger's mind turned to the Professor. She recalled being on the beach walking up to him.
"How's it going Professor?" She asks placing her hands on her knees as he is crouched down in front of a fire.
He looks up startled. "Oh! Oh well well I'll have to I'll have to wait till it cools before I..try it" He then starts walking over to the bucket of cool water and drops the nail in.
"Gee I think it's amazing how you do all those experiments with such shaky hands."
"Well they weren't shaky until a second ago." He replies feeling stupid for saying this.
"Oh." She says. "Maybe it's the heat or something."
Another memory pops into the starlet's head.
She is in her hut packing her things in her suitcase when the Professor calls to her. "Ginger!"
"In here Professor." She replies. Ginger then picks up a dress. "Remember this dress I made it from.." She couldn't finish that thought as the dress was ripped from her hands and tossed aside. The redhead was bewildered as she was pulled forward towards the Professor and he bends his head into the crook of her neck.
"Ginger I've got to sniff your perfume."
A smile goes to her face. "Professor!" She says with delight. "On the day we're leaving?"
"Have you got anymore of this?" He asks still sniffing the scent on her neck.
"Professor I think you've had enough." She replies with a teasing chastising tone.
"I haven't got time to explain but where do you keep your perfume?" The academic inquires still holding the delighted actress.
"Behind my ears can't you tell!" She answers giggling.
Another moment enters her mind. She and the two other women see what appears to be a monster. Well they thought it was. It was strange looking. They thought this because Skipper and Gilligan had attempted to scare them by dressing as a hideous creature. That did not work and they thought they were attempting it again. That was until Ginger saw the men standing behind them. She tapped Mrs. Howell on the shoulder and pointed back with her thumb. The women screamed and ran towards the men. Ginger made a beeline for the Professor standing behind him her arms wrapped around his body tightly.
Gilligan had waken up and shook his head to clear the grogginess. What was in that stuff? He wondered. Why didn't Ginger give that to..Say where was she? Where was that Kincaid? The sailor eyes looked down and he was horrified at the sight. Filled with anger, he leaped up and grabbed the hunter off of the movie star. Ramoo had tried to stop him but Gilligan kicked him back sending him tumbling to the floor.
It was just then that the Professor and Skipper came rushing it. They thought it was strange it was taking Ginger so long and they had to see what was the matter. Jonathan stood up and the Professor then saw a disheveled looking movie star with tears in her eyes and clutching a torn dress. The academic was livid and as the master hunter was about to speak, his mouth was met with the Professor's left and then a right. Kincaid went for his gun but the academic quickly kicked it away and struck the man once again. Ramoo came to his boss's defense and knocked the angry scholar down. The Skipper then went for the gun but Kincaid grabbed it before he could reach it. There was struggle and the gun went off narrowly missing the sea captain. Gilligan ran over to aid his buddy when he did he was tossed aside by Jonathan like a rag doll.
Kincaid and Ramoo took off towards their helicopter. Thurston Howell and the Skipper tried to chase them down but they were too fast. The helicopter then lifted into the air and took off in the night.
Back in the hut, Ginger was sobbing in the Professor's arms as he tried to calm her down. "It's okay. It's okay. You are safe." He said trying to soothe her. "It's over. It's all over."
Gilligan never felt so guilty in his life. "I'm sorry Ginger." He said. "I'm so sorry. I swear I'm sorry."
The movie star could do nothing but sob. She clutched the Professor tightly and buried her face into his chest.
The young sailor was beside himself. "I'm sorry Ginger! I swear to you! I didn't mean…I'm sorry!"
The Professor spoke. "It's okay Gilligan. It's all right."
"Is she going to be okay Professor?" He asked.
"I think so." He answered gathering Ginger up in his arms lifting her up and carrying her outside and towards her own hut with Mary Ann following behind him.
He brought Ginger inside and placed her down on her bed before turning to the farm girl. "I'm going to get something to…treat her. I'm going to get a sedative too in case she may need it. You stay here and watch her."
Mary Ann nodded. "Okay Professor."
The academic started to leave when Ginger sat up screaming. "No! No! Professor!" She said tears spilling out. "No! Don't leave me! Please don't leave me!" The movie star was in hysterics. "Please don't leave me!"
Mary Ann kneeled down by her friend. "Ginger it's okay. It's okay. I'm here. The Professor is just going to get something to help you. He will be right back. I'm here. You don't have to worry."
Ginger shook her head. ""No! No! I don't want you to leave!" She shouted at the Professor. "Please Please don't…" Her sobs came on heavy and her breathing was hard.
The Professor rushed over to her taking her in his arms. "I'm right here Ginger." He said. "I'm right here." He kissed the top of her head. "It's okay. It's okay. I'm here." The scholar turned to Mary Ann. "Listen, I need you to go into my hut and get my medical book. And then get our medical kit that the Skipper keeps in his hut."
"Right away." The brunette said taking off in search of those items.
The distraught starlet was a bit more calm as she rested her head against the Professor's shoulder. She closed her eyes taking in the scent of his skin and the warmth of his arms around her. She was safe. As long as she remained in his arms she was safe. Nothing and no one could hurt her.
Skipper and Gilligan's Hut
Mary Ann had located the Professor's medical book and now she was looking for the medical kit. She was having no luck as she just knocked down everything. Her mind could not concentrate. All she could think of was what that sick bastard did to her friend. It made her physically ill and she was very close to throwing up. What hell Ginger went through she could only imagine. It was terrifying. And seeing her friend the way she was. It tore at her heart. Poor Ginger.
Someone came up behind her and she jumped almost a foot in the air. She turned and was relived it was only Gilligan. "It's you." She said. "You scared me."
"Sorry Mary Ann."
"It's okay. Can you help me find that medical kit?"
"Sure thing." He said looking around the hut. He lifted up the lid of a trunk and saw it located inside. "Here it is."
"Thanks Gilligan." Mary Ann said. "I'm going to take this to the Professor."
The sailor nodded. "I hope Ginger will be okay."
"I do too. That poor thing. How horrible." She said wishing she could strangle that Kincaid.
"It was my fault." Gilligan said forlornly. "I shouldn't have drank that juice. I should have known Ginger was trying to help me. She wouldn't like that Kincaid fellow. I know that. If I hadn't…She wouldn't…"
Mary Ann shook her head. "No Gilligan. You are not going to do this. It was not your fault. I'm not going to stand here and allow you to blame yourself. The only one to blame in that awful Kincaid. He had no right to…He had no right. It wasn't your fault."
"Maybe but if I had just known…"
"Stop it." Mary Ann said sharply. "You are not to blame. I won't let you blame yourself. You helped save Ginger. You got that creep away from her. That means something."
"I guess so." He said.
"You did a good thing by getting him away from her. You cannot carry guilt over this. If anyone is at fault it is Kincaid and his creepy sidekick. Not you. You just remember that."
Later that night
Ginger was resting comfortably in her bed with the Professor watching over her. She refused to allow anyone else near her. Not even Mary Ann. She recoiled from the others screaming at them not to touch her. The only one she was okay with was the academic.
Skipper carefully tiptoed in to check on the starlet. "How is she?" He asked of the Professor.
"Physically she is okay. I'm not sure about emotionally. She had quite a traumatic experience."
"You can say that again." Skipper said fuming about that awful Kincaid. "I should just murder that lowlife scum."
"Yes I agree." The Professor said. "Right now though we need to concentrate on getting Ginger through this. She is going to need a lot of support."
"Of course." The sea captain said. "Whatever is takes. We will see her through."
Next Morning
Ginger walked out of her hut with some slight hesitation and headed towards the communal area. The others were gathered around the table having their morning breakfast. All eyes went to her.
"Morning Ginger." Mary Ann greeted.
"Um…mor..morning." Ginger replied her eyes going around the table. She located the Professor and hurried over to sit next to him. It was a little crowded with the Howells also sitting on the same bench.
"Ginger." Mary Ann said with a smile. "Why don't you sit over here beside me?"
The redhead shook her head. "No..I'm fine" Ginger replied in meek voice.
"But there is more room over here." The farm girl explained. "You would be more comfortable…"
"NO!" Ginger said angerly. "I said NO! I'm staying here!" She grabbed the Professor's arm and looked at him her green eyes filled with fear should someone make her move.
"Its okay Mary Ann." The academic said. "She's fine here." He then spoke to the starlet. "It's all right Ginger. You don't have to move. You can stay right there."
She managed a small smile and mouthed a thank you. Mary Ann fixed a plate for her friend who barely touched it. She did not have much of an appetite. She drank some juice but that was about it. She said very little to anyone during the meal.
The dishes were cleared away and the Professor set out towards the jungle when Ginger approached him. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to gather some papaya extract I need for something I am working on."
"Oh." She said. "Can I go with you?"
"It's quite all right." He replied. "Why don't you go help out Mary Ann with the dishes and then the laundry. I'm sure she could use a hand with that."
The redhead shook her head. "No. I want to be with you. I can help you. Please let me go with you."
Mrs. Howell approached the starlet. "Ginger dear I have a splendid idea. Why don't you join Mr. Howell and I in our cabana. You can just relax and enjoy the sunshine. It's such a beautiful day."
The Professor spoke. "I think that is a wonderful idea. Why don't you do that Ginger?"
The redhead shook her head vehemently "No…No I don't want to. No I want to be with you Professor." She said taking his arm. "Please. I want to be with you."
Roy Hinkley didn't know what to do. Ginger needed to heal and she needed to know the others cared. However right now she was too fragile to trust anyone. It had to be built slowly "Okay." He relented. "I suppose I could use some assistance."
Ginger smiled and followed him to the jungle.
Mrs. Howell had a worried expression on her face. Ginger was just not comfortable with anyone. Anyone that is except the Professor. She noticed her at breakfast. She hardly looked at anyone or spoke to anyone but the Professor. Asked him for more juice even though the pitcher was by Mary Ann. The socialite wished there was something that could be done but just what that was she did not know.
Later in the day
Ginger walked late afternoon in search of the Professor. She came to the lagoon and found the Skipper there baiting a line for fishing. He smiled at her. "Hello there Ginger."
"H..Hello." She replied nervously. "Um…have…have you see the Professor?"
"I think he went to get some more bamboo to fix the broken cart." The sea captain replied.
"Oh." Ginger replied. "I see. Well I should go see if he needs any help." She went to turn towards the jungle when the Skipper stopped her. Her eyes went wide and she yanked her arm away. "Don't touch me!" She said with fear creeping in her voice. "Don't you dare touch me!"
The Skipper spoke carefully. "I'm sorry Ginger. I did not mean to startle you. I just thought you would like to help me catch some fish for dinner."
"Well I…I don't know….The Professor." She said looking towards the jungle.
"Fishing is relaxing." The sea captain stated. "Just cast your line and wait for the fish to bite. Want to give it a try?"
Ginger took the fishing pole with some hesitation.
"That's it." Skipper said. "Now just cast it out."
Ginger flung the line and it landed with a plop in the water.
"Good girl." He said. "Now just wait for a tug on your line."
It was a few seconds later Ginger did feel something pulling on the line. She began to reel it in.
"That's it." Skipper said. "Keeping reeling. You are doing good…"
He went to help her and Ginger threw down the pole. "Don't you dare!" She shrieked.
The captain was bewildered. "Ginger it's okay. It's me. The Skipper. I won't hurt you."
The redhead shook her head. "No. No you stay away from me! I see how you look at me! You leave me alone!" She said backing away from him. The frightened movie star held her hand out to keep him at bay. "You keep away."
"Ginger." Skipper said. "I will not hurt you I promise. You can trust me." He slowly came towards hers and she began to scream.
"Professor! Professor!" She looked at the sailor with fright. "Leave me alone! Professor!"
The academic then came running out of the jungle and to the movie star. She flung herself in his arms sobbing. He held her and gently tried to calm her. "It's okay. It's all right." He looked at the Skipper. "What happened?"
"I'm not sure. She came out here looking for you. I thought I could get her to fish. That it would be relaxing for her. She was doing okay but then went I went to help her reel the line in…well that's when she began screaming."
He looked at the shaking Hollywood actress. "Ginger you are okay. The Skipper would not and will not hurt you. I promise. You can trust him. You are perfectly safe with him."
"I'm safe with you." Ginger stated. "Don't you leave me again." She said clutching him tightly. "Don't ever leave me again."
Mary Ann walked out to the lagoon and noticed the sight. "What's going on? Is Ginger okay?"
"She will be." The Professor answered. He turned back to the redhead. "Ginger why don't you go back with Mary Ann."
"No." She said shaking her head. "I want to stay here with you."
The brunette approached her with caution. "Ginger come on. Come back to camp with me. You can help me with dinner. You can make that seafood salad everyone likes. I'll get Mrs. Howell to make that fruit parfait we all enjoy. And I'll even bake your favorite pie."
Ginger looked at the Professor fear still in her eyes. "I want to be with you."
"You will be okay." He stated to her. "Cooking dinner with Mary Ann and Mrs. Howell will be fun. Trust me. You will be fine."
"Okay." She said reluctantly. "I suppose I can…You promise you won't be far away?"
"I promise." He said.
"All right then. Okay Mary Ann. I'll help with dinner."
The two women headed back and the Skipper watched. "Ginger is still shaken up."
"Yes and she is having a hard time trusting anyone." The Professor remarked.
"Yeah anyone but you." The sailor pointed out.
"What?"
"You heard me." The Skipper stated. "Ginger only trusts you. She didn't want anyone around her last night but you. This morning at breakfast she didn't look at anyone but you. She refused to leave your side. And after breakfast she clung to your side. Then she was looking for you again here. Face it. The only one she is trusting right now is you. Anyone else forget it. You. She feels safe with. The only one."