A few days later Roy got to see Gilligan at his bravest. He and the others had been captured by headhunters and only Gilligan managed to get away.

Now the boy returned, machete in hand, and let out a whistle to get their attention.

Roy's eyes widened and he tried to speak behind the gag to tell him to run and hide. They all watched as the three headhunters advanced on the sailor.

Gilligan only grinned as he darted around the poles that held his friends and jumped over the firepit the headhunters had made. When they did the same he swung the machete making them all step back and trip over a log that had been accidently kicked out. The minute they fell into the fire they screamed and fled!

Once gone Gilligan freed the women and Mr Howell before doing the same to Roy and the Skipper. He was then pulled into Roy's arms and hugged tight!

"You ever scare me like that again I'll take that machete and run you through myself!"

Gilligan rolled his eyes with a smirk of his own. "You're welcome."

Skipper chuckled. "Professor you should know that he has a habit of putting himself in danger for others."

The first mate turned to him. "I do not!"

The Skipper crossed his arms. "I seem to recall a loose depth charge rolling towards me that I didn't see coming and getting shoved out of the way only for it to land on your foot and crush it! You're lucky that's all it was that got hurt!"

A smile flickered across the boy's face. "Oh come on!"

Everyone only chuckled at the antics before the fire was put out and they returned to camp.

Gilligan put the machete away in the supply hut and turned around only to be met with Roy.

"William that was the stupidest, yet bravest thing I've ever seen."

"Well what else was I supposed to do? Let you lose your heads?"

"How about freeing me and the Skipper first so we can help you?"

"Then you'd be in danger."

Roy went over and put a hand on his partner's shoulder. "Will, you don't have to prove anything. We all know you're heroic. We all know how brave you are."

Will frowned. "You think I'm trying to prove something? I'm not. I did what I did because I can't stand the thought of seeing you all harmed."

"What about you?" Roy asked meeting his eyes.

"What about me? I'm only Gilligan."

Roy crossed his arms as his eyes flashed angrily. "You are not 'only Gilligan'!"

The young sailor looked at him startled by his tone of voice. "Roy…"

"One way or another I'm going to pound it into your head that you are important!"

Will chuckled as he stepped closer and kissed his cheek. "Hey I don't plan on dying anytime soon. I've got too much to live for." He looked pointedly at Roy and smiled.

Roy tried to stay angry. He really did but it was no use. He softened before smiling back and pulling him into a kiss. "Be that is it may try to be more careful next time."

"I will I promise." The boy then grinned. "Have to admit that it was funny though!"

Roy grinned back. "Agreed!"

Time passed with visitors that came and went without rescuing them, rescue attempts gone awry, and many adventures. The castaways watched as the Professor and Gilligan got closer.

It wasn't always blissful. Those two matched the Howells when it came to arguments and sometimes one of them would go too far.

"You've been in here for two days straight! You haven't eaten anything!"

"I"m fine. I've been working on something."

Will sighed. "What is it?"

"It's a highly complicated formula used to…" Roy met Will's eyes as his voice trailed off. His boyfriend wasn't buying it and he knew it.

"Are you hiding from me?" the first mate asked hurt.

The Professor took a deep breath. "No. Not you."

"Then who…?"

"Not anyone specifically. Back in Ohio whenever I felt...I don't know depressed I suppose...I'd work to exhaustion."

Will looked at him in concern. "Are you feeling that way now?"

"It's not your fault William. I assure you. It will pass."

"Can I help?" Will asked but before the scholar could reply the young man's hands were on his shoulders and they began massaging in all the right places. He smiled at the sigh that escaped his lover's lips. "You take such good care of us. My job is to take care of you...if you'll let me that is."

"It's something I'm not used to I'm afraid."

"You gotta relax or you'll burn yourself out. You burn yourself out your brain's gonna get too tired to think and that's when mistakes happen."

Roy chuckled. "You're certainly wise."

Gilligan blushed but smiled. "I used to be the same way when I became the Skipper's first mate. One time he got so fed up he marched me off the dock and straight into town for a steak dinner and a movie!"

"Oh? What movie was it?"

Will grinned. "Swiss Family Robinson."

Roy couldn't help it. He howled with laughter just as Will knew he would. The irony of that movie wasn't lost on the young sailor now that he was actually living it!

Roy shook his head feeling better. He smiled at him. "You know it's a beautiful day today. I feel like going for a walk." He offered his arm.

Gilligan smiled as he linked arms with him. "I do too. Come on. I found a really pretty place hidden in the jungle."

They left arm in arm out of camp and deep into the jungle. The place Gilligan had found truly was beautiful. Tree's surrounded a small freshwater pond with a small waterfall going into it. It was extremely peaceful.

Will told Roy to lie facedown. Once he obeyed the young sailor began massaging all of the kinks out of his muscles and spine.

Roy groaned in pleasure. "How did you get so good at this?"

He heard Will chuckle. "Skinny Mulligan played football. Speaks for itself." He then blushed. "Um...I can do better if you...uh…"

Roy got it and blushed a bit himself. He sat up and turned to face him wanting to see Will's reaction.

Will swallowed as Roy undid the buttons on his shirt and slipped it off. Gilligan's eyes went wide in admiration.

Roy smirked at him. "You like what you see?"

The boy blushed. "Uh huh...wow! I knew you were strong but...wow! I'm jealous!"

"Don't be. You've got a swimmers build and besides...I happen to like small muscles."

Gilligan blushed with a shy smile that made his dimples appear. "Will you lay back down already!"

Roy laughed and did just that. Will swallowed before he restarted.

The academic's mind went totally blank as the pleasurable sensations continued across his shoulders, neck, and back. For the first time he didn't have to think. Just feel. He glanced up seeing Will's face noting how contented he seemed.

He wanted to take care of him. Wanted to make him happy.

It hit Roy then. Will was a giver. He knew that. Always did but now this incredible young man was willing to take care of someone else's needs before his own.

He may not be good at magic tricks but Roy Hinkley was convinced that William Gilligan had a magic all his own.

Only his magic was the ability to touch a heart and fill the emptiness within with warmth.

WIlliam Gilligan was a gift bestowed upon him for whatever reason but he was grateful and vowed that if he could help it no harm would ever come to him. He would protect him.

Of course with Gilligan that was easier said than done.

Especially since the sound of a helicopter alerted them to a visitor. Roy quickly dressed and they ran to the lagoon where they met two men. One looked asian and the other white.

The white man smiled in a way that for some reason Roy's hair stood up on the back of his neck. Something wasn't right. "Who are you?"

"The name's Kinkaid. Jonathan Kinkaid."