The Professor awoke the next morning with a sound asleep redhead next to him. It had been quite a night. Quite a passionate night if he did say so himself. Ginger was needless to say amazing. And she had remarked to him that he was to use her words "an incredible lover." This had surprised him as he truly never felt very adequate when it came to that however any insecurities he had regarding that went straight out the window whenever he was with his beautiful starlet. All he cared about was loving her and showing her how much he did. That combined with her own passion for him made for some very…well it was quite good to say the least. Extremely good.

Slowly he picked his discarded clothes off the floor and dressed. Ginger was still asleep and he decided he would surprise her with her favorite breakfast. Berry pancakes. Well strawberry pancakes were actually her favorite but there were none available on this island but the berries that were available were sufficient enough. The Professor bent down and kissed Ginger's temple before heading out of the hut. He opened the door and found it was a most pleasant day. Clear blue sky and sunshine. Not a hint of chill in the air. Just perfect. He made his way over to the Food Hut and stepped inside. The Professor gathered the necessary ingredients. The Berries. The coconut milk, breadfruit and wild duck eggs. His mind recalled the first time they had pancakes on the island. Actually he thought to before that. When a beautiful redhead asked him how it was going with the nails. All he could do was stutter and stammer. Probably because the second he saw her lovely face before him he completely forgot what it was he was doing. Ginger had a way of doing this to him. He also remembered when they did have the pancakes how Ginger placed herself beside him. That he enjoyed because he could be closer to the scent of her wonderful perfume. Perfume. He shook his head. Why he did not just ask the movie star for the bottle he had yet to figure out. Maybe it was because he liked the scent on her so much that something in his mind caused him to sniff her neck instead. Whatever the case Ginger surely did not mind one bit. He loved that gorgeous woman and was thrilled she was officially his.

The Professor left the Food Hut and headed out over to the kitchen area. He found a bowl and set it down. He cracked the eggs and added the other ingredients mixing it all together. The batter was then poured into a pan which was set over a fire that he had lit. Never before had he made breakfast for a woman and he didn't think he ever would. It was amazing to him how much Ginger changed his whole outlook on life. His entire world was work, research, work, research. That was his whole focus. Love. What was that? Nothing. There were far more important things than that. Sure he was happy when one of his fellow scientists got married. He attended their wedding and wished them the best. Was that for him? No it wasn't. At least not at that point in his life. Even with Lorna he didn't really see much of a chance at marriage. Sure he found her to be an interesting woman and he did enjoy her company but in all honesty marriage didn't enter his mind. Maybe Lorna knew that all along. Maybe the woman knew that he Roy Hinkley could never give her what she wanted. She wanted marriage and children. It was not something he had been capable of. Until Ginger. And he guessed that it was a possibility that Lorna also knew that it was a matter of time before the right woman came along. It wasn't going to be her. After she had gotten married and settled into her new life, she had sent him a letter telling him that their research company was coming along and how exciting it was. Lorna did say in her letter that she hoped one day he would find happiness like she did with Brad. Well he had. He had found it with Ginger Grant. The greatest thing to ever enter into his world.

As the pancakes were cooking, he thought of his brother, Matthew. He wondered if he had finally settled down and married. Surely there were plenty of women in his life he could find one to make his wife. Roy often thought his older brother couldn't be that happy going from woman to woman and told him this. Matthew scuffed at it saying what did he know? His only experience with women was what he read in books. Maybe if he pulled his nose out of one of those boring texts someday he would see all the beautiful females around him. The older Hinkley brother had attempted to set him up on a date once and was that ever a disaster. The girl pleaded with Matthew to never ever set her up with that "boring dull dud" again! And please don't try to put her friends through what she had gone through! Ferns? Really? He was going to talk about ferns? How utterly depressing! And what did she care about the different types of ferns? Who talks about such things at dinner! Why oh why did he set her up with this geek! If he thought ferns were so darn great why didn't he just marry one! Loser! Yes Patty Larson most certainly wanted nothing more to do with him, Roy Hinkley. Not ever again.

The Professor had heard her rant at his brother and he had been hurt by it. He was just attempting to make conversation about something he knew. He had not intended to bore the young lady. That could be yet another reason he shut himself off from love. Why bother when it was clear that no one would care about any of the things that he found interesting. No one was ever going to understand his passion for science. What was the point in trying? No it was better to just continue on void of the whole messy love thing. He was content to do such a thing until his eyes looked into the emerald green eyes of the most beautiful female being he ever encountered in his life. Now that gorgeous woman was his wife. She loved him. Everything about him. His interest in science and she even liked ferns! Ginger took great care of that fern he gave her. She loved it so.

The pancakes were done and he set them on a plate. He added the berries to the top. The Professor found a tray setting the plate on it. The academic then found some oranges and made a nice cup of juice for his bride. He picked up the tray and carried it back to the hut. The Professor pushed the door open and stepped inside to see Ginger was still asleep. His heart raced a bit as he noticed the covers fell off her shoulder. It was probably the sexiest sight he had ever seen.

He shook his head to clear those thoughts and set the tray down on the table. The Professor approached the bed and gently touched her bare shoulder. "Ginger…" He said softly. "Ginger.." She didn't stir. "Ginger…" He tried again. Still nothing. "Ginger…" The movie star made a small sound before turning over to change position still asleep. The Professor sighed. He then noted her bare foot sticking out from under the blanket. He moved down to the other end of the bed and his fingers began tickling her foot. This got the attention of the movie star. Ginger squealed and thrashed before jerking her foot away. She glared at her husband. "You are rude." She declared.

"Sorry my love." The Professor say walking back to her and kissing her lips. "There was no other way to wake you."

"I didn't want to wake up." Ginger pouted. "I was having the most pleasant dream."

"Oh what was that?" The academic asked.

"Never mind." Ginger said. "I'm not telling. Why would I tell someone who rudely wakes up another person…" She squealed as his fingers found her ribs. "Stop that…" The movie star wriggled away from his hands. "Honestly!" She said pretending to be miffed. She clutched the covers around her body tightly.

"Cold?" He grinned at her.

"Don't tickle me." Ginger said trying to hide her smile. "You just keep your hands to yourself there Mister!"

The Professor advanced towards her and she shrunk back. "Don't…" She said giggling. "Don't tick…" It was too late. He grabbed the blanket away from her and his hands tickled her everywhere. The starlet tried to fight him but he was stronger than her. Finally he let up and began kissing her neck. Ginger grinned at this. "I love you.." She purred at him.

"You are beautiful." He said in between kisses. "I love you my beautiful wife."

Ginger wrapped her arms around him tightly and the breakfast that had been prepared was completely forgotten. The only thing Roy Hinkley could concentrate on was his lovely movie star. Ginger's fingers began to unbutton his shirt and she pulled it off throwing it down on the floor. Her lips then began kissing shoulders and down to his chest before she brought them back up to his. Their mouths were locked together in a deep passionate kiss before they fell back on the bed getting lost in the moment. Nothing else in the world could compare to what they were experiencing together. As far as Ginger was concerned there was no movie or play that could top being in the arms of the love of her life. Roy felt that all the ferns in the world couldn't compete with the deep affection he felt for this intoxicating redhead.

"Darling you are wonderful." Ginger sighed as she rested her head against him basking in the afterglow.

"My love you are quite extraordinary yourself." He replied kissing the top of her head.

The actress's hand ran across his bare chest. "I want it to always be like this." She said softly.

"I don't know if that's possible." The Professor stated.

"What do you mean?" She asked lifting her head. "Why isn't it possible?"

"Because my love." The man of science said sitting up and pulling her close. "Everytime we are together it just gets better and better. I don't know how you do it but I swear our lovemaking just gets more…each time."

Ginger grinned. "And you thought you weren't inadequate." She said kissing him. "How stupid of you to think such a thing."

"Once again you proved my theory incorrect." The Professor said returning her kiss.

"Someone has to." She said kissing him once more. "You think you know everything."

It almost started again before the Professor recalled he had made breakfast for her. Ginger realized she was in fact hungry and dug into the delicious food he prepared for her. It didn't take long after before they did end up back in bed wrapped up in each other's arms. Neither of them cared. It was their honeymoon wasn't it? They were entitled. And they were going to enjoy every second.

Camp

"Okay here's the plan." Skipper said as he drew up the blueprints. "We can build a hut for Ginger and the Professor along this area." He said pointing to a section on the paper. "It will need to be big enough of course to accommodate them and their children."

"Children?" Gilligan said blankly. "Professor and Ginger don't have any children."

"I know that." Skipper sighed. "But they will someday. And they will need a bigger hut."

"Well how many children do you think they will have?" Gilligan wondered. "I mean Mary Ann and I may have another child but…"

"It doesn't matter Gilligan." The sea captain said impatiently. "What matters is making sure there is enough room for however many number of children they have. Understand?"

"Yes Skipper."

"Good." The captain said relieved. "Now." He started again. "We should at least make this a two level hut but we are going to need some strong reinforcements to make sure the floor is sturdy…"

Mary Ann watched the two as they designed the hut. She was thinking that she and Gilligan may need a bigger hut themselves someday. Who knew how long they were going to be stuck on the island? Lately it seemed like it was going to be forever. No one was ever going to find them and if they did they certainly were not going to let anyone back home know. That seemed to be their luck. It really annoyed her to no end. How could people just be so darn mean! Leave them there on the island when they have family back home who miss them. Her parents think she is dead and she has no way of letting them know she is alive and well. And she is married and pregnant with their grandchild. Did any of those visitors to their island care? Most certainly not. What a bunch of louses they are! All of them! So rotten! It really infuriated her!

Poor Ginger. Her career. Her promising career shot down because some jerk can't have the decency to tell one soul back in the States that she is alive and living on an island. Why doesn't anyone ever send help for them? Mr. Howell and the business he worked so hard at building. All gone because of some selfish jerk and their inability to open their mouth to say "Hey there are seven people stranded on an island. Please send help!"

Now her own child had to grow up on this awful island! What kind of future was this child going to have? None! None whatsoever! Tears formed in her eyes. Her poor baby was not going to be granted the opportunity to do anything! Have any dreams because…..Sobs came on before Gilligan and Skipper both looked up.

"Mary Ann what's wrong?" Gilligan asked attending to his wife.

"I…I just hate this whole situation!" She wailed. "I hate it! I hate this island! I want to go home! But I can't! I can't go home! No one will let me go home!" She buried her face in her husband's chest. "I want to see Kansas again! I never will! For the rest of my life I'm stuck here on this stupid island! My poor baby won't have any kind of future! They won't be allowed to have any dreams because there is nothing for them here! Nothing!"

Skipper sighed and placed his hand on her shoulder. "I know it's hard Mary Ann." He said. "I wish we could go back home too. I wish every day a plane would spot us or a boat would appear."

Mary Ann looked up with her tear stained face. "That's just it Skipper. They do appear but then they leave us here! They don't tell anyone about us. It's like we don't matter! I'm so tired of it! Why do they have to be so cruel!"

"I don't know." The sea captain said gently. "I wish I had an answer for you but I don't. If I had a way to get us off this island and back home believe me I would do it in a minute. I know you miss your family back in Kansas. I know you all miss your old lives. I'm sorry I got you all stranded here. I'm sorry I didn't get the weather report right…"

The farm girl shook her head. "Oh no Skipper it's not your fault!" She said moving away from Gilligan. "I don't blame you! You didn't make the storm happen. You didn't know there was going to be one. It's just one of those things that happened that was out of your control. You did save our lives. You and Gilligan. You both got us to safely to land. That counts for something. I'm glad you were our captain that day Skipper." She said kissing his cheek. "You are a wonderful one at that."

Skipper smiled. "Why thank you Mary Ann. I appreciate that."

The farm girl looked back at her husband. "Gilligan I may hate being stuck here but I know that as long as I have you I can face it. I love you."

"I love you too Mary Ann." He smiled. "And I bet someday we will actually get rescued! You'll see!"

The young girl from Kansas threw her arms around the first mate. "I love you. I love how you always try to be positive and cheer me up." She then began kissing him which started to get a little heated before the Skipper spoke. "Alright alright that's enough…We have work do to." He pulled Gilligan back to the table. "Let's get these plans organized."

Ginger and Professor's Hut

"My love just what was it you were dreaming about earlier?" He asked caressing her shoulder wit his finger tips.

"Oh nothing much." Ginger sighed. "I was back in Hollywood and starring in a brand new hit movie. Everyone was going on about how wonderful it was. Then we were at an awards show and I won for Best Actress."

"Sounds like a terrific dream."

The redhead grinned. "Darling I didn't get to the best part."

"The best part?" He asked turning his head towards her.

"It was after the award show, we are at a party and you just could not keep your hands off me."

The Professor smiled. "You sure it wasn't the other way around?"

Ginger pouted. "Okay so maybe it was but still…it was really hot."

"How hot?" The man of science asked intrigued.

"Well." Ginger said repositioning herself. "We were outside on this balcony. You were kissing me.."

"You mean you were kissing me." He corrected.

"You want to hear it or not?" Ginger frowned.

"Go on."

"Anyway like I was saying, we were outside on the balcony kissing and well..something came over us both and we just started tearing each other's clothes off…"

"And?" The Professor asked wishing for her to continue. "Then what?"

"Then you rudely woke me up!" Ginger declared.

"Oh." The academic said disappointed.

"See what happens when you wake me? We could have had some really incredible sex but you had to…." She squealed as his fingers went to her ribs once again. "Cut that out!" The actress protested moving his hands. This did not deter him as he grabbed a hold of her and mercilessly tickled her all over.

Ginger battled her away out from his grasp and smacked him with a pillow. "Stop doing that!" She said. The actress felt herself being pulled back and his lips going to hers. "I love you." He said to her.

Her miffed façade faded as she wrapped her arms around him. "I love you Roy Hinkley."

She snuggled up close to him. "I'm lucky to have you."

"I'm lucky to have you." He said. "I never told you this but my brother had tried to set me up on a date once. Her name was Patty Larson."

"Oh? What happened?"

"She pleaded with my brother to never set her up with me again."

"What?" Ginger said in disbelief. "How could she say that? What was she some kind of airhead?"

"To her I was a loser and she was horrified that I would discuss things like ferns."

"What's wrong with ferns? What did she want to discuss? Her make-up?" Ginger didn't know who this girl was but she wished she could hit her with a brick. The nerve of that idiot! Roy Hinkley was not a loser! Stupid moron! Didn't know what a wonderful man she could have had with the Professor. Well it was her loss! He belonged to her now. She loved him and everything about him. There was no better man than Professor Hinkley.

The Professor shrugged. "I suppose that is what also turned me away from love. I didn't believe that anyone would ever care about the things I do or care that I cared about those things."

"I guess I can relate." Ginger said. "Now that you said that, I am remembering once this man I had gone out with. He was a lawyer and I though very handsome. I told him about my dream to be a big movie star and he looked at me as if I was crazy. He told me that it was a waste of time. All it was was playing make-believe on camera. I could be doing something much more meaningful than that. I almost believed him. I thought it was stupid of me to pick a career as an actress. But I knew that's what I loved. And I had to keep pursuing it. I couldn't stop because of this one person's opinion. I would suppose that's how I always got mixed up with total jerks. I thought they cared about my dream. They didn't. They cared about themselves."

"It seems my love we were both pretty unlucky in love."

"Yes but they we met and became lucky." She smiled.

"Very very lucky." He replied. "The luckiest people on the face of the Earth."

"Without question." Ginger said kissing him.