The newlyweds approached the other five castaways who were relaxing on the beach.

The Howells were in their lounge chairs while the radio played. Gilligan and Mary Ann were engaged in a water fight and somehow lured the Skipper into it as well. Well Gilligan was the guilty party in that. He thought it was fun to splash water at the old sailor.

Ginger smiled at her island family. How she loved them all! The movie star squeezed her husband's hand and spoke in a loud voice. "Everyone!' The water fight stopped and the radio was turned down. "Everyone Roy and I wish to tell you something."

Mary Ann and Gilligan walked over with the Skipper in tow.
The Howells sat up in their chairs. Mrs. Howell turned to the couple. "What is it dear?" She asked.

Ginger smiled. "Roy and I were talking and..well we want you to know that we have decided that we want to have a baby."

Mary Ann grinned. "Ginger! That's so wonderful!' She exclaimed.

"Marvelous!' Mrs. Howell declared.

"Thank you." Ginger said before going on. "The reason we are telling you this is…we are going to need your help"

"Need our help?" Gilligan said with his eyes wide swallowing hard.

Ginger laughed. "Not that kind of help." She explained.

The Professor whispered softly to his bride. "We are pretty adequate in that department."

She giggled and kissed his lips before turning her attention back to the others.

"What I mean is that if I do in fact become pregnant, we are going to need your assistance."

"Assistance?" Mary Ann asked blankly.

"Yes." Ginger continued. "With the pregnancy. The prenatal care. The birth. We really are going to need you to help us."

Mrs. Howell was scandalized at the thought. "Dear…I…don't see how…"

The Professor spoke. "You have a medical background Mrs. Howell. Surely you can put it to use."

"Well…..I….it's been quite a long time…I don't know…"

The academic turned to the Skipper. "And you should have some sort of medical training as a sea captain."

"I have some." The Skipper replied. "But with this…I don't know how much help I would be."

Ginger addressed Mary Ann. "I know that you were raised on a farm and dealt with the animals giving birth. I thought you could maybe apply some of that knowledge to this."

"Gee Ginger." Mary Ann said scratching her head. "It's not the same thing…I'm not sure that I would be helpful."

Mr. Howell spoke. "Dear surely the Professor is better suited for this…this type of situation."

The movie star frowned. "I see." She said displeased by their lack of effort. "So you want to leave it all to Roy. Like always."

Mary Ann was startled. "Like always?"

"You heard me." Ginger snapped at the farm girl. "You can't be bothered to be a part of this. No. You want to stick it all on my husband's shoulders. Just like with being rescued! Time and time again he has done everything he could to get us off this island. No matter how far fetched it may have seemed, he at least tried. You all on the other hand have never offered any solution!"

"What about that inflatable raft?" The Skipper countered. "He didn't…"

"What about before that." Ginger retorted. "You leave it all up to him. Finding a way to get rescued has somehow fallen on his shoulders! And he has accepted it. He accepted that he has been elected to find a way."

Ginger advanced towards them. "And how about how whenever one of us has any ailment, it is Roy that we run to for a cure. He is the one who came up with that vaccine for that allergy we thought we had to Gilligan. He was going to make something to help us when we all got bitten by that bug. Whenever there is a big problem on the island, everyone goes running to him to solve it. Now the one time he needs something from you…you can't be bothered. Well that's just fine. Roy and I will handle this on our own." With that she took her husband's hand and stormed off.

The five were left there feeling awful. A silence went over them until the Skipper finally spoke. "She's right." He said.

"What?" Mary Ann asked.

"Ginger is right. We do rely on the Professor a lot. We do go running to him to solve a problem. If we don't know something what is the first thing we say? The Professor will know."

Mrs. Howell nodded. "Yes that is true. He does solve a lot of problems."

Mary Ann sighed. "I guess you are right. I never thought about it before but you are right."

The Skipper adjusted his cap and addressed them all. "Okay. Well we are going to return the favor. Ginger and The Professor need our help and we are going to do whatever it takes to help them!" He declared.

"You're right." Mary Ann said standing straight. "We can do this! I can help with the birth. Sure it is not the same as farm animals but I should be able to manage."

"And I will help you dear!" Mrs. Howell said speaking up. "I do recall something things about the birthing process and about prenatal care. There is no reason that I couldn't help care for Ginger."

Mr. Howell stood up. "I'll help you Lovey!' He boomed. "The Skipper is right. We all need to come together on this! The Professor has a medical book. I can certainly use it as a guide!"

"How wonderful dear!" Mrs. Howell said pleased with her husband.

"I want to help too!" Gilligan said. "Ginger and the Professor are my friends. I want to help them."

Mary Ann smiled. "Gilligan I can teach you about delivering a baby. I delivered several animals on the farm. We can read the Professor's medical book together and learn. What do you say? Can you handle it?"

The sailor grinned. "I can do that! I'd love to help deliver the baby!"

"Are you sure Gilligan?" The Skipper asked cautiously. "I mean it is quite an experience. I just want to make sure you really are up for it."

Gilligan nodded. "I can do it Skipper really I can. I want to help Ginger. She needs me."

"Okay Little Buddy." The sea captain said with a smile. "We will leave it to you and Mary Ann."

"What about you Skipper?" asked Mary Ann.

"I can help with the coaching." He replied. "In the Navy they did teach us about delivering a baby. We needed to be prepared in case it came up when we were in a foreign land. I may be a little rusty but surely it could help the Professor and Ginger."

"Okay then!" Mr. Howell said standing up. "Then it is settled! We will all come together and help out those two!"

They agreed and went on their way to the Professor and Ginger's hut.

"I can't believe it." Ginger sighed. "I thought for sure we could depend on them. I guess I was wrong."

"My love don't worry." The Professor said holding her hand in his. "I'll take care of you."

Ginger smiled. "I know you will." She said. "But I didn't want it to be put all on your shoulders. It would be your baby too. You should get to enjoy it and not spend all the time worrying about me and the baby."

There was a knock at the door. Mary Ann spoke. "Ginger…can we come in? We want to talk to you."

The Professor got up from their sofa which was made of bamboo and covered with some homemade cushions. He opened the door seeing the five castaways there.

"Can we come in?" Mary Ann asked again.

The Professor looked over at Ginger who nodded. He waved them in and shut the door.

Mary Ann spoke first. "Ginger…I want to say that I'm sorry. You were right. This shouldn't be put all on the Professor. We were talking and…well we are a family. And you need us. We should be there for you. And I want you to know that I will. We all will."

"I see." Ginger said.

"Dear." Mrs. Howell said. "I want to say I'm sorry too. You need me. And I want to be there for you as well and I will. I do have knowledge of prenatal care and…I will do my best to help care for you should you…become…."

"We all will Ginger." Gilligan said. "I'm going to help Mary Ann with the delivery. I know I can do it! You can count on my Ginger! You and the Professor both can!"

"You really mean this?" The movie star asked.

The five all nodded.

"We do." The Skipper replied. "Ginger we were wrong with the way we acted before. You need us and we…well we shirked from our duties to you. Please believe me when I say we are ashamed of that. Whatever you need us to do, we will do it."

Ginger took a breath. "I appreciate all this but I just want to know why it is that it took me putting my foot down for you to decide you want to help. We are family. I didn't expect the reaction I have gotten."

Mary Ann spoke. "There is no excuse for that." She stated. "I am not going to justify my behavior. I will say it was wrong. I was thinking of how difficult it would be for me instead of how you needed my help. Please Ginger…I want to help you. I will help you."

"We really are sorry Ginger." Gilligan said his hat twisting in his hands. "Please forgive us. We promise we don't ever act that way again."

The Professor looked at his wife. "What do you say my love?"

Ginger stood up. "Well…if you are all truly sincere…then I gladly accept your help." She smiled and hugged them all. "I love all of you!" She said. They all returned her hug.

"We won't let you down!" The Skipper said. "I promise!"

"Thank you Skipper." Ginger smiled. "I appreciate it."

The five then exited the hut leaving the couple there alone.

The Professor looked at his wife. "You know my love you are amazing."

"I am?" She grinned at him.

"What you said earlier….about everyone relying on me…"

"Well it's true." She said placing her hands on his shoulders. "Everyone does. Yes I know I am included in that but still…I thought this one time they would step up."

"They are now." He said putting his arms around her. "I don't think they will dare let you down."

Ginger laughed. "I guess I was a little hard on them…"

"No they deserved it." He said pulling her close. "You need their help, they should have been more willing. I'm just glad they came around."

The red head sighed resting her head against him.. "Roy…do you think…it is possible there could be life in me?"

"Do you think there is?" He asked.

"I wonder. I know it would be too soon to know for sure. It has only been a few days but I can't help but think of what it would be like if there really was a baby growing."

Roy Hinkley pondered this. A baby. Growing inside Ginger. One that he would have created with the beautiful starlet. That would be amazing. This was something he ever thought of ever. Children were never a thought in his mind. Now…he was liking the idea of passing on something to a son or daughter.

Secretly he wanted a daughter as he would love nothing more than there to be a little version of Ginger around. He knew full well that she would most likely be just like her beautiful mother and have him wrapped around her finger.

"What do you think?" Ginger asked of him. "You think it could be possible?"

"Anything is." He said kissing her forehead "I would love nothing more than for it to be true."

Two months later

Ginger felt horrible. She could keep nothing down. Everytime she tried to eat, it came back up on her. Nothing seemed to settle her stomach. The Professor tried everything and it all was fruitless.

She lay in bed wondering how there could possibly be anything left for her to throw up. The only thing left was her internal organs. She was worried about how sick she had gotten and how nothing was working. Ginger was starting to believe she came down with some mysterious island virus.

The movie star laid back against her pillow. The nausea was not the only thing that plagued her. She had become more and more tired lately. Whenever Ginger tried to help Mary Ann with the laundry she was wiped out. She would get light headed and had to sit down. Then there were the fainting spells. She has fainted twice. Gilligan found her one day at the lagoon and he had quickly called for the Professor. The second time was when she was picking fruit. Mary Ann brought her back to the hut where she was now resting after having a nasty episode of vomiting. Mary Ann was there to hold back her hair but there wasn't anything else the farm girl could to for her. None of the remedies were working. The Hollywood girl prayed this would pass and pass soon. It was going on almost two weeks of…Two weeks? A thought popped into Ginger's head. She hadn't had….

Ginger quickly threw the covers off and grabbed the medical book sitting on the nightstand. She quickly flipped through the pages and gasped. Of course! How could she be so stupid!

Ginger set the book down and headed out to locate her husband. She found him in a jungle clearing picking some plants hoping it would alleviate Ginger's symptoms. He had been quite worried about her.

"Roy." She said to him.

He turned. "Ginger what are you doing up? You should be resting.."

"I was I am." She assured. "I…I think I know why I have been so sick lately."

"You do?" The Professor said feeling relieved. "What do you think it is?"

"I believe I contracted a nine month condition called pregnancy."

"You contracted a nine month condition called…." Then it hit him. "Ginger, you think you could be…."

Ginger smiled. "I do. I read the symptoms in your medical book and I think I have them all."

Roy forgot the plants and took his wife in his arms. "I love you" He said.