The Professor stood in front of the mirror adjusting his black tie and trying to swat away Ginger's hands as she attempted to untie it and lure him into her arms. It wasn't an easy task as the actress was also kissing his ear and whispering very heated musings to him. "I love you." She purred at him her arms around his middle her lips at his left ear.

"You've mentioned that several times." The academic remarked removing her arms and turning around. "Would you mind giving me some space? I've been trying to tie this tie for the past fifteen minutes. You keep delaying my progress."

Ginger grinned at him with that mischievous look in her green eyes. "You don't need that tie darling." She said as she slid it off the collar of his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Her lips pressed against his and her fingers found the buttons to his white shirt and began to undo each one. The academic found himself pushed down on the bed with his very frisky redheaded wife leaning over him. She smiled a devious smile before capturing his mouth again in a deep kiss. Her hands going over his bare chest and moving down towards his black belt which she attempted to unbuckle.

"Ginger." He said carefully moving her hands before they could accomplish their mission. "I really need to finish dressing. I cannot be late. This is my first day of my new position at Dunmore & Thompson and I want to make sure…" His speech was cut off by Ginger kissing him once more. He didn't know what had gotten into her. Yes she enjoyed doing this to him in the mornings but she seemed more aggressive than usual. Nothing he said seemed to dissuade her from her goal of having him. He tried once more to gently push her away. "My love." He said. "Please I really can't be late. It wouldn't make a good impression to be tardy on my first day with my new job."

The movie star frowned. "You don't want me?" She said with a pout her finger tracing his chest.

He sighed as he was fully aware of that certain tactic she employed to convince him to stay. "Ginger my beautiful starlet you know that I would love to stay here all day with you but I really must finish getting ready. My new position has more responsibilities and I want to familiarize myself with the routine. I'm afraid I am going to have to ask that you cease your actions."

"Fine." Ginger said shortly lifting herself up and heading over to her make-up table. "Have a good day." She said as she looked through her various cosmetic products.

The Professor got up from the bed and approached his wife. He placed his arms around her from behind and gently kissed her cheek. "You know I love you." He said softly.

"I know." She replied busying herself with the pretense of trying to decide which shade of eye shadow to wear.

"Are you alright?" He asked worried. He was used to Ginger being miffed at his rejecting her advances on occasion but she would then inform him that he was not going to get away so easily later on and he in turn would tell her he looked forward to it. She seemed genuinely upset this time.

"I'm fine Roy. Really." Ginger replied. "Go finish getting ready. I don't want to keep you."

The Professor pulled her from her chair and held her to him. "What is bothering you?" He asked. "Is it this gossip? Is me working with Charlene a problem?"

Ginger shook her head. "No I'm not worried about Charlene. You told me that she is happily married and that you never loved her and never dated her. I believe you. And yes I do believe that she doesn't have any feelings for you other than friendship. It's not that."

"Then what is it? Tell me. You afraid Ms. Winters is going to do something? You think she is going to sneak into the building and try to pull something with me?"

"No I know she is not going to do that. You told me that security is tight at that office and there was no way she could get in. It's not any of the gossip, it's not that stupid Evelyn. It's something else. I took a pregnancy test and it came out negative." She said with tears brimming. "I thought for sure I was. I really believed I was pregnant and I couldn't wait to tell you and then…I'm not. I'm not pregnant at all. I know it's stupid."

"Ginger." He said pulling her close and holding her tight. "It's not stupid. I know how much you wish to have a baby. I'm sorry the test wasn't positive. I know that it must have devastated you. My love we can keep trying you know that."

"I know. That's why I was…I thought that maybe…It couldn't hurt." She sobbed. "I'm sorry I was so…I didn't mean to be."

"It's okay Ginger. I understand." He said caressing her back. "I have an idea. I am going to leave the office early today and we are going to have a nice romantic night just the two of us. No talk of this horrible gossip or Ms. Winters or anything."

Ginger looked up at him with a smile. "Just like in Hawaii?" She said.

"Well not exactly. We don't have to be mindful of other guests…"

"Professor!" Ginger giggled. "What you said!"

He kissed her lips. "I love you. And I promise you and I will have a child. It will happen."

"I love you darling." She said holding him tight. "I'll be waiting for you when you get home. I'm going to work on my book. I told Tony that I was planning on writing it and he is going to look around for some publishers. He said he will inquire about one for you as well. Maybe we could use the same one. How wonderful would that be? Darling could you imagine if both of us had best sellers! We would be the talk of Hollywood!"

"That would be something." He replied as he let go. "You go get to work on your masterpiece and I will finish dressing and then see you later tonight."

"Okay darling." Ginger said giving him one last kiss. "Until tonight."

She turned and headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs to her office. Truth was she much preferred to use Roy's office as it had a better view to be inspired by but her office was cozy. She didn't use it as much as Roy did so she allowed him to have the other one. Ginger walked inside and over to her desk. She picked up her photograph of her husband sitting on her desk and smiled. He was everything in the world to her. The only man she ever truly loved in her life. She thought about all their special times on the island. She cherished every single one of them. They meant something to her. He had remarked to her that she may have kissed Gilligan a time or two but those kisses were meaningless to compared to what she landed on him. She never kissed anyone the way she kissed him. Ginger did take note that Gilligan would run for the hills from her but her darling Roy…he never ran from her. He let her kiss him as passionately as she wished and thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Yes she did render him speechless and he would lose all train of thought but he did not fight her kisses and never wanted to. Not once he did back away from her. No he fully engaged in returning her kisses. Ginger had to admit to herself she didn't actually enjoy kissing Gilligan. Truth was she could sense he was timid around females and was trying to get him to have more confidence. She knew he liked Mary Ann and was hoping that he would perhaps gain the courage to pursue the farm girl.

The movie star pondered all this in her head as she took notes for her book. She wanted to make sure she captured every detail of her time with the Professor on the island. Every single precious stolen moment. From his shaky hands to him saying he would look for the eye of the idol because it made her happy. She scribbled her notes down on the paper careful to make sure she didn't leave out any details. One of her favorites was when the Professor deduced the Skipper was getting weak due to a Vitamin C deficiency. And they were sitting around the table and she asked out loud did it look like she was suffering from a vitamin deficiency. The Professor looks at her with his sexy blue eyes and says "Ginger you don't look like you have a deficiency of anything." To her is meant he thought she was beautiful and perfect just the way she was. She recalled a thrill running through her and she saying to him. "Thank you Professor." More than anything she wished she would have jumped up from that table and kissed him. He was so wonderful to say that to her. Yes some may think it nothing but she didn't.

Ginger giggled recalling yet another memory. It was when he picked her to be the white goddess. How hear heart soared when he approached her saying that she had to be the one!

"Ginger." The Professor said entering the hut of the girls and finding her at her table. "I need to speak with you. I have a solution to this problem concerning the white goddess."

"Oh?" She said looking at her reflection in her hand held mirror "What is it?"

"You need to be the white goddess." He stated.

Ginger smiled a bit to herself and placed her mirror down. "Me?"

"Yes you have to be the one." The Professor said. "It makes sense for you to assume the role."

"It does?" She asked her heart pounding in her chest.

"Ginger you being the most beautiful woman on this island it is only natural for the tribe to believe you to be the white goddess they are seeking." The academic explained. " Plus you are an incredible actress. Surely you could pull of the role of a goddess." He added

The redhead couldn't help but grin as she heard the words that she was the most beautiful woman on the island. She knew it! She knew that him saying Mary Ann for that dumb pageant was him trying to cover his tracks! He picked her to be the goddess! Her! No one else! He said it only made sense for her to be the one! Her beloved Professor thought her a beautiful goddess!

"Of course I'll do it Professor." She said in her sweetest voice. "Anything to help us be rescued from the island."

It was then that they put together the outfit she would wear and put it together. The Professor stated she looked splendid and surely would convince the tribe she was the white goddess they sought. She had been so happy she could hardly stand it. She floated around the island for days after that.

She recorded it all down in her notes. Yes it was true that the whole goddess thing fell flat and they ended up being stuck on the island but she didn't care. The fact that her darling Roy believed she should be the goddess meant the world to her. He still to this day believed it. He told her on their wedding day she looked like a goddess in her gown. One year they had attended a Halloween party of a friend of theirs and the Professor insisted Ginger dress like Aphrodite. He said it was fitting as she was the goddess of beauty. She recalled his reaction to her costume. A short toga style dress and white flowers in her hair and around her wrist and ankles. They almost didn't make it to the party he thought she looked so stunning.

Ginger sat back in her chair and sighed. So many memories to share. But did she have to share them all? Perhaps she could pick just one. She thought to the white goddess incident and it stuck in her head. Maybe she could write a story based on that. Just change up some things and make it more dramatic and romantic. Like Roy comes swooping in to save her from being thrown in the volcano after overpowering these strong tough guards…The more she thought of it the more she liked the idea of just using one of her special moments with Roy to create a whole story. She would include the others in of course but the focus would be on her and Roy. Wow what a movie that would make! She quickly rolled a fresh piece of paper in the typewriter and began to pound away at the keys making her story come to life. Two hours went by and she finished up the first draft of chapter one. She sat back reading it over making a few changes here and there. Writing certainly helped get her mind off the pregnancy test she had taken. She was so certain she was with child…but that stupid test says no. It hurt. But Roy was right. They could keep trying and they would. Maybe she was being to hasty taking the test. Perhaps it was too soon and she should have waited a little longer. It could be it. Whatever the reason it didn't matter. They would have their family soon. Joshua and Sigmund and Jade and Isabella. And maybe one more after that. It would happen. She just needed patience. Ginger cleared that thought from her head and went back to her story and what a story it was going to be!

Dunmore & Thompson

Roy looked around the new lab he was going to be working in and was impressed. It was certainly bigger than the one at the other location that was for sure. The instruments appeared to be more up to date and there appeared to be better resources at their disposal. He recalled trying to get Evelyn to upgrade their lab equipment but she wanted to turn it into something else. He shuddered thinking about it. Her disgusting advances made him ill. He shook that from his head and concentrated on what he new position would entail. He would have more of a supervisor role and would get to have more say in the type of products they produced. He could be more innovative and he enjoyed that.

The Professor headed over to what was his own office. It was nice to have an actual office instead of just a desk. He was allowed to decorate it as he wished. Of course he had a picture of Ginger sitting on his desk and another one hanging behind him on the wall of the both of them. Maybe soon he could have pictures of the children they were to have.

His thoughts were broken when he heard a voice say. "Hello Roy."

He looked up seeing Charlene standing there. "Hey." He smiled. "Good to see you again."

"Likewise. It's been a long time. I'm glad you decided to take this position. We could certainly use you." She said.

"I am glad I did too. I think I could do a lot more here. Plus the flexibility with the hours helps. I won't have to work such long hours." He said.

"Yeah I know you wouldn't want to be away from your wife. How is Ginger doing?" She asked.

"She is doing just fine." The Professor answered. "Yes all this talk has been tough on her no question but she is a fighter."

"I'm sorry she had to endure this." Charlene said sympathetically. "I don't understand why this happening to her. It's crazy. No I haven't met her or anything but from the interviews I could see that she loves you very much."

"It's complicated." Roy said with sigh.

"How complicated?" She asked flipping her black hair back. "Is there something more to this?"

The Professor shook his head. "I don't really want to get into this."

Charlene shook her head. The feisty latino woman was not going to let it go. "No Roy. I know something is up. I remember you saying the same thing when that horrible Professor Malone sexually assaulted you. You tried to keep it quiet but Mitch dragged the truth out of you. Now you tell me what is going on. Did someone do the same thing? I heard that Evelyn Winters resigned her position. Did she try something with you?"

Roy looked at her stunned. "Ms. Winters resigned?"

"Yes." Charlene nodded. "She did. While you were on vacation in Hawaii. She handed in her resignation and that was that. No explanation. Just resigned. And before that you all of a sudden take the job here. So tell me…are the two connected? Did she do what Professor Malone did?"

The Professor sat down. He knew better than to try to hide it from Charlene. Her father was a detective on the police force and she learned from him how to tell when a person is being less than truthful. "Yes." He said. "She did try something with me. That is why I asked to be transferred. I thought it would be the end of it. But Ginger…she knew better. She knew I was hiding something from her. She got the truth out of me and well I told Mr. Dunmore about it. I suppose she figured she couldn't deny it so she resigned. I have a feeling she is behind the horrible stories in the tabloids. I know she is. She is trying to cause trouble for me and Ginger."

"I see." Charlene said sitting down on the desk. "I'm sorry she did that Roy. I know what you went through the last time. How difficult it was for you to hold your head up around campus with what the awful Professor Malone did. Her lies about how you were the one. But you survived it and you will survive this. If there is anything that I can do for you two you let me know."

"Well there is one thing." The Professor said.

"What's that?"

"Ginger and I could use some guidance. We were talking about attending a service at your husband's church and hear one of his sermons. And maybe getting to talk to him after."

"We would love for you to attend and Tim would be more than happy to meet with you. I'll talk to him. Why don't you and Ginger come to our house after the service?"

"Sounds great." The Professor said. "We will be there."

"Good." Charlene said. "I'm looking forward to meeting Ginger. She seems like quite a gal."

"She is." The Professor said proudly. "She is the best. And she doesn't deserve what is being said about her. But I will do whatever I can to make sure that Ms. Winters pays."