A/N Thanks for the reviews. They are appreciated. I just want to say if anything is not quite accurate in this story that's just how it's going to be. And if a song was not out at that particular time period, just pretend it was. Please enjoy this latest chapter!


Mrs. Howell called for everyone's attention. "Thank you all for being here." She began. "I'm so happy you all can share this with Thruston and I. Now dinner won't be served for a few minutes so why don't we all pass the time with some music." She turned to Skipper. "If you would be so kind Captain." Lovey said with a smile.

"Certainly Mrs. Howell." Skipper said returning her smile and putting on a record.

"Now I'm going to dance with Thurston." The blonde socialite announced. "And Mary Ann you dance with Gilligan….Ginger you can dance with the Professor….Skipper not to worry I am promising you the next dance."

"Thank you Mrs. Howell." The sea captain beamed happy that he was not forgotten.

"And I will dance with you after that." Mary Ann said.

"Kind of you Mary Ann." Skipper said tipping his hat.

Gilligan then spoke. "I'll dance with you after her Skipper."

The sea captain shook his head. "That's quite all right Gilligan."

Ginger laughed at the scene which to Roy sounded like melodious music. He ignored that as he took her hand in his leading her to the dance floor. The Professor ignored the sparks shooting through him as he touched her hand. The redhead smiled as they began their dance. "Isn't it wonderful the Howells would go through all this trouble?" She asked.

"It's certainly nice of them." The Professor replied.

"This is almost like the parties back in Hollywood." Ginger sighed. "Except I don't have to worry about some fat director trying to paw at me."

The academic was amused by this. "You must have had a lot of men chasing after you in Hollywood."

Ginger shrugged. "I suppose so but believe me most of the time I didn't want them catching me. Like this one party at my agent's house. There was this bald overweight director named Sid with a horrible blonde buzz cut. He kept ogling me the entire party. Even tried to trap me in the kitchen! I showed him. I poured an entire bottle of champagne over his head."

Roy could not help but laugh at her tale. "I take it he never tried that again."

"Most certainly did not." Ginger grinned.

The Professor twirled her around and then spoke. "I'm sure they can't all be that bad."

"No." The movie star conceded. "But not the ones I run into. It's hard for a girl to get anyone to take her seriously in Hollywood. Men only seem interested in one thing."

"I'm sorry." Roy said wishing he could do anything to protect her from the letches of Hollywood.

"It's alright. I learned to take care of myself. That's the one thing you have to learn to do in Hollywood. People want to take advantage of you all the time. It's not easy but you learn to weed out the bad ones and the good ones."

"Well I think you did very well for yourself." The Professor stated.

Ginger smiled and cuddled up closer to him. The Professor was a bit stunned by her action but made no protest. Her head went against his shoulder and he was not about to tell her to remove it. His arm found it's way around her back.

"Isn't this a wonderful song." The starlet sighed. "I just love this song."

The song was sung by Elvis and called Can't Help Falling In Love.

The Professor nodded. "It is quite lovely."

"And so simple. Simple and romantic." Ginger wrapped her arms around his neck and closed her eyes.

The two said nothing more as they swayed to the music. Mrs. Howell looked over seeing the pair and was quite pleased. She shot a victorious smile at Mary Ann who was also beaming. The song came to an end but the Professor and Ginger did not seem to notice. They just remained together on the dance floor as if they were the only two people there.

Later on Mrs. Howell announced dinner was served. The Skipper brought out the plates of food for all to enjoy and set them on the tables. Ginger noticed place cards sitting out and found her name. After she took her seat she paused seeing the Professor's name on the table as well. She thought it a bit strange but said nothing of it as the academic then joined her. Mary Ann was seated with Gilligan and the Howells were also together.

Skipper frowned. "Where am I going to sit?"

Lovey flashed him her charming smiled. "Why Skipper you are to sit with us of course."

"With you and Mr. Howell?"

"Why certainly. This is the Captain's table. Thurston and I always sit at the Captain's table."

"She is quite right my good man." Thurston stated. "It's the best table there is."

The Skipper grinned. "Well then…if it's the Captain's table then I will most definitely sit there. After all I am the captain!" He said taking his seat.

Everyone dug into their food and gave their compliments to the chef saying how marvelous it was.

Roy turned to Ginger hoping to hear more about Hollywood. He found her stories quite intriguing. "Ever have a meal like this in Hollywood?" He asked.

Ginger shook her head. "No I can't say I did. It's quite delicious. At the dinner parties I was invited too the food was so skimpy. You would think with all that money they could feed everyone a big steak instead of some tiny cut."

"They gave you tiny portions?"

"Yes." The starlet nodded as she took a sip of Mr. Howell's champagne. "I often wondered why they even bothered feeding us at all."

"I suppose aside from that you enjoyed yourself didn't you? Being around those big Hollywood stars."

The actress sighed. "To be honest I never got to be around the big names in Hollywood. I think Rock Hudson was at the same party as me once but he left early. I suppose I wasn't considered a big fish yet. I wonder if anyone in Hollywood even misses me."

"You miss it a lot don't you?" The Professor asked gently.

"I do. I love acting. I always had. Hey." She said her face brightening up. "Did I ever tell you I was cast as Cinderella in a school play!"

The Professor sat enjoying her tale about how she was the best Cinderella her high school had ever seen. Everyone loved her. Her drama teacher thought she had natural talent.
Why the whole auditorium was in tears when the horrible stepsister's ruined Cinderella's dress. The academic could just picture young Ginger on the stage moving everyone with her wonderful performance.

Mary Ann quickly got up from her seat and gestured to Mrs. Howell. The older woman excused herself and hurried over to the farm girl. "It's going quite well don't you think?" Mary Ann asked.

"Quite well." Mrs. Howell agreed. "You just see by the way they are looking at each other."

"I say our plan is working like a charm." Mary Ann giggled.

"It most certainly is." Ms. Howell said delighted.

The meal came to an end and the dishes were cleared away. The music was still on and everyone was having a good time. Skipper went to ask Ginger if she would care to dance and was puzzled when Mary Ann quickly pulled him away saying she wanted to dance with him. Gilligan then was going to ask the movie star if she would like to dance with him when Mrs. Howell declared she simply must have that dance and took his hand.

Mr. Howell knew something was up. Why would Mary Ann and Lovey prevent Skipper and Gilligan from dancing with Ginger. Those two were most certainly plotting something. His guess was they were aiming to bring the Professor and Ginger together. Their strategy was a bit obvious however he knew better than to try and stop them. Once Lovey got an idea in her head it was best to stay out of the way. Besides she did manage to get Mary Ann and Gilligan together. Who was to say she couldn't do it again with Ginger and the Professor?

Ginger asked the Professor if he wouldn't mind taking a walk with her. He said he would love to and the pair headed out towards the lagoon. The Professor was thrilled when the starlet linked her arm into his as they strolled along. Why he was he didn't know he just knew he enjoyed it. Just like he was loving the look in her beautiful green eyes of emerald as she gazed at the jungle vegetation. "You know." Ginger said. "It is quite beautiful at night on the island. Don't you agree?"

Roy nodded thinking something else was beautiful but shoved that thought away. "I would have to agree with that."

"Oh." Ginger squealed with delight at a fern that appeared to be glowing. "That's so pretty. Professor do you see that?" Her long finger pointing at the plant.

He smiled. "Yes I see it. It's bioluminescent."

"Huh?" The redhead asked puzzled.

"Simply put it glows." He explained.

"Oh." Ginger said. "Do all plants to that?"

"No not all of them but several on this island are bioluminescent."

"I think it's pretty." The movie star said. "It's wonderful how God made it so beautiful. Have you ever stopped and took the time to notice something so gorgeous that is right in front of you?"

Roy swallowed at the question and began to feel a bit flush. "I um…I don't know."

Ginger smiled. "You should try it sometime."

The Professor looked at her. "You enjoy nature?"

"Yes I do. I love plants and flowers. I had a dozen of them in my home. I just think they are so pretty to look at. I've always enjoyed the wonders of God's creations and how He could make a flower so beautiful with just the right shade of color."

The man of science thought about that. While he had an appreciation for botany he never saw it the way Ginger appeared to. Never really appreciated the beauty of it all. He had always been more fascinated by the scientific complexities. Roy never had thought about how it was created by a higher power and the wonder of that. The redhead brought a new perspective to it that was for sure. One he never considered before.

"I suppose I was too busy studying them to really see their beauty." Roy remarked.

Ginger giggled. "You should get out of your lab more Professor." Her eyes then went up to the bright moon shining in the sky. "Isn't it simply stunning." She said.

The Professor lifted his eyes up to the big rock in the sky. The way it was radiating light down on the Earth. He had to admit Ginger was correct it was stunning. Just like the way she looked in the light of the moon. The glow around her delicate features. Never in his life did he see anything more beautiful.

"It is." He replied.

Ginger sighed as she looked out at the water. "You know sometimes I am glad we are stuck here."

"You are?"

"Not all the time. I do wish to go back home mind you it's just that…well at night and everything is just so peaceful and serene. And in the morning at sunrise."

The Professor was surprised at that. "Sunrise?"

"Yes of course. You can't tell me you haven't seen a sunrise here on this island?"

"I can't say that I have." He admitted.

"Well you simply have to." Ginger insisted. "It's quite breathtaking. The color of the sky and the way the light reflects on the water. You must see it."

Roy smiled. "I will have to remember do to that sometime."

Ginger caught a chill and her arms went across her chest.

"Here." The Professor said taking off his jacket and placing it over her shoulders. "Is that better?"

Ginger gazed into his blue eyes. "Much better." She said in a voice barely above a whisper. "Much much better."

The Professor said nothing as he gazed back at her lovely face.

The movie star leaned forward ever so slightly before she felt a drop of rain land on her head. "Oh!" She exclaimed. "It's starting to rain! We should head back to camp."

"Yes that would be a good idea." The Professor said leading her back to camp.

The others had taken their shelter and Ginger hurried over to her hut. When they arrived neither of them seemed aware of the light rain fall. There eyes were on each other.

Before Ginger stepped inside spoke to the Professor. "I had a wonderful time. A really wonderful time."

"Me too." He said smiling at her. The Professor carefully picked up her hand and placing a light kiss on it. "Good night Ginger."

The movie star felt a shiver go up her spine from his kiss. "Good night Professor." She said watching as he turned and headed to his own hut.

The actress stepped inside her hut shutting the door behind her. She leaned up against it and smiled.