AN: I apologize first for it being a short chapter, but it had to end where it had to. I will bring you the next chapter soon enough. This is part of the original fic I wrote in 2000, I had different endings plotted out and hadn't at the time decided which one. When I looked over these I decided to split the original fic up and make a few stories out of it. This is an AU story dealing with 'The Hunter' episode. I hope you will enjoy this story because it will center around Mary Ann, but there is definitely MAGness, I promise. :) Enjoy! R&R, please.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.
All I Have to Do is Dream
Feet pounding the jungle terrain while plants assaulted limbs and the sun blinded the eyes. Where was he? She didn't dare call his name for fear of accidentally drawing him out. She knew the Skipper and Professor would find him, but she didn't want to wait in her hut and if anyone was to find him it would be her. She knew most of his hiding spots, but he didn't share every place with her. She would check every hideout, but be careful about it just in case Kincaid was observing her. She was exhausted from all of this running, but she pushed through it knowing his life was on the line. She wasn't paying any attention when she tripped over a vine and braced herself. Her knees and hands took the brunt of it as she moved to sit on her butt on the warm ground. She rubbed her wrists wincing in pain and she gazed down at her knees, they were scraped, but not bad. She went to get up when there was rustling in the bushes and her eyes darted around for an easy escape route. Her fear came true when Kincaid stepped out and grinned down at her predicament. She started to scoot backwards, but she backed herself into a tree.
"You may be the one thing I need."
"Please, don't hurt me."
"Hurt you? Now, why would I hurt a sweet, innocent thing like you?"
She gulped as he approached and scooped her up into his arms while she tried not to faint.
A few moments later, he had her wrists bound in front of her and was flaunting that he had her.
"Come out, Gilligan, I have a present for you!"
"No, Gilligan, wherever you are stay hidden!"
"You'd better show yourself or I may harm a pretty little hair on her head!"
"Don't listen to him, Gilligan, he won't really hurt me, it's you that he wants!"
He put a small pistol to her temple, cocking it, and she swallowed the lump that had momentarily jumped in her throat.
"I'll kill her if you don't show your face!"
"It's a trap, please, don't fall for it!"
"Sorry, Mary Ann, I can't let him kill you."
Gilligan had appeared out of nowhere and Kincaid smiled wickedly.
"You've got me, now let her go."
He untied her wrists and she threw her arms around his neck, hugging him close, feeling his strong arms hug back and she allowed tears to fall as she felt his lips swiftly kiss the top of her head, but the reassurance was to be short lived. A gunshot pierced the silence as he crumpled against her and she sank to her knees still clutching him. His weight too much for her to bear as she managed to rest his head in her lap, but when she gazed down at his face she was horrified to find blood as he lay motionless and discovered the bullet hole right between the eyes, blank unblinking eyes.
"Gilligan, please wake up."
He wouldn't stir.
"Please, Gilligan."
She was pleading as she rocked his corpse and planted gentle kisses on his face promising a coconut cream pie.
"He's dead and you're next, my dear."
She glanced up at the man as he pointed the gun at her head.
"Kincaid, stop, time is up!" the Professor shouted.
"What a shame, but I'm afraid your friend's time is up as well."
The hunter huffed off with Ramoo and left the island satisfied with his hunt, deserting the Castaways as now they had to deal with the aftermath of Kincaid's wake.
