AN: Ok guys I'm running out of ideas for these two. If there's anything you want to see you can either put in a review or PM me.

One year. One full year of marriage. Gilligan couldn't believe it. The others had basically told them to get lost for the day and not to come back until nightfall. Mary Ann had even made them a picnic lunch complete with coconut cream pie!

The young sailor smiled as he cuddled next to his husband and laid his ear on Roy's heart. He listened to the strong beat of his heart as muscular arms wrapped around his thin frame in an embrace that promised protection.

Growing up he'd always felt different. He felt uncomfortable in his own skin and just plain wrong Course his environment didn't help. His mother worked two jobs to support him, his older siblings, and his alcoholic father. His older brother, Patrick, was the shining star in their father's eyes and Emily was considered the baby.

He was never supposed to be born. He'd often been called a mistake and took many beatings with whatever his father could find. It battered his self worth until there was nothing left. No one saw the bruises. No one cared.

Then he met Skinny Mulligan when they were about ten and he finally had a safe place to go. They grew up together.

Then one day they kissed and Gilligan knew why he was so different. It was a revelation to him and they dated in secret.

Until Skinny's parents found out. They hadn't been angry. Just shocked. Unfortunately for Will they told the Gilligans.

Will hugged his husband close as he remembered what happened next. He'd been beaten for that almost constantly and spent some nights in the basement of their house in the coldest winter. Then, when that didn't work, his father had him committed to a mental institution.

He shut his eyes and fought down a shiver as he recalled that horrible place. The "treatments" had scarred him for life. The electrotherapy, he was convinced, was the cause of his clumsiness and forgetfulness. GIlligan couldn't even remember who he used to be before he was sent there.

Then, finally hope came when he was eighteen. He had met a Navy Recruiter in his senior year of high school. He signed up immediately and his life took a major turn for the better. He never looked back.

Why should he? Within a year he got his medal and had met and befriended the man who was more of a father to him than his own.

Gilligan smiled as he remembered telling the Skipper he was gay and his eyes danced in amusement as he remembered the reaction. Not only had he been accepting but he cracked a joke about how any man that he wanted to date needed his permission and approval and if he didn't pass muster...if he wasn't good enough for Gilligan then he'd face the wrath of an angry Skipper! What really made him grin was the threat of what he'd do if someone actually hurt him and made him cry!

It wasn't pretty and needless to say a mother bear had nothing on Jonas Grumby when it came to protecting Gilligan!

Then one day Gilligan met the man that would be his husband though he didn't know it at the time.

When they were shipwrecked Gilligan was amazed at this intelligent and gentle man that worked hard to help provide everything they needed. For a long time the young sailor had admired him but kept his attraction to himself.

The Professor had the women after all. Or so he thought.

Will smiled as he felt a strong hand rub his arm. The years following the shipwreck there were times the Professor could be just as protective as the Skipper and Gilligan learned a lot from him.

Then, one beautiful day they went from the Professor and Gilligan to Roy and William when Roy approached him and asked him out on a date before coming out to the others.

They're reactions still tickled Gilligan and were the cause of many playful teasings between them!

Then, one year ago today, was the day he'd never thought he could have come. It became clear very quickly that he'd be the bride when the women got ahold of him! He remembered standing in front of Mrs Howell's full length mirror and staring at his reflection. He had expected the white tux and the lei. He hadn't expected his medal to be pinned on him or the crown of flowers.

When asked they said that they wanted to make that day special for them and Mrs Howell had tears in her eyes as she pulled him into a hug.

"This time last year I saw you walking down the aisle," Roy whispered into his ear.

Will blushed with a grin. "The women had spent the day dressing me up like I was a doll."

Roy chuckled warmly. "You looked like a tropical prince that stepped right out of a storybook. Ya know I always thought that you must have come right out of a fairy tale."

WIll looked up at him amused. "Oh?"

Roy nodded as he leaned down and kissed him. "Because you have a magic all your own."

WIll only smiled. "You're one to talk. What do you think the others are planning?"

Roy smirked. "I'm not sure I want to know. How many times have we all had to get the Howell's back together?"

Will groaned before they both chuckled!

Roy then grinned mischieviously as he roll on his hands on top of his husband before leaving down and kissing him. Will returned the kisses as heir hands roamed each others bodies.

Will ran his hands over the muscular arms. How he managed to marry a man that was smart AND strong he'd never know. Roy's frame enveloped the first mate in a cocoon of protection and love that grounded the younger man and wiped out all the pain he had experienced and replaced it with pleasure that made everything feel oh so right.

After their lovemaking the sailor was chased into the water where they swam and seemed to dance under the water as if they were mermen. It felt like magic.

When they finally got out they returned to their hut and cleaned up to get ready for whatever their family had planned.

Well the first surprise was a dinner date in front of the stage where Ginger performed love songs. Skipper grilled lobsters and Mary Ann was their waitress. The Howells provided some champaign.

The second surprise was a fake marriage certificate that looked official enough for them and named them as Mr and Mr Roy and William Hinkley.

Will would love to drop his last name and never hear it again. It would really let him get rid of the past.

The final surprise was something that seemed simple but held a lot of meaning. It was a wood shaped heart that was cut in half but not in a straight line. On each half was one of their names. The cut was jagged and unique. The reason? The only one they belonged with was each other. They were a perfect fit and would remain that way.

That was how the ones that mattered saw them.

When Ginger finished she smiled at them. "Now for my final performance I've written a song specifically for you both." She began to sing a love song about being lonely and finding love unexpectedly while at sea.

Roy smiled as he got up and bowed to his William before holding out his hand. "My Darling would you care to dance?"

WIll smiled as he took his hand and stood up. They stepped away from the table and began to sway to the song.

The others smiled as they watched them dance. All of them knew the world outside of their island home was cruel to those who loved someone of their own sex but here...here they would never have to hide. Here they prospered.

Will could only hope that the future was just as bright and wonderful as this moment in the arms of his very own personal prince charming.