It was close to 5 AM and Jonas Grumby had hardly slept a wink. He tossed and turned and just could not fall asleep. Too much was on his mind. He had ended up canceling his dinner with Alice. He felt terrible about it but after the bomb that was dropped on him he really needed time to himself to sort it all out. Alice was worried that maybe he changed his mind about their relationship but he swore to her he hadn't. To make it up to her, he asked her to a nice breakfast in the morning and he would attempt to explain. All he could tell her right now is that it was personal and he had to work it out. The Texan told him she understood, was disappointed but understood. She also let him know she was there for him if he needed her.

Right now the Skipper had Ellen's letter in his hand. Gloria had said it would explain everything. Did he want an explanation? The woman kept his children away from him all these years! How could she do that! It hurt him and angered him. The problem was he did not know who he was most angry with. Ellen. Her father. Or himself. Maybe he should have fought harder and told Winston under no certain terms he was going to marry Ellen and if he didn't like it, tough. There were so many what ifs and Why didn't I do this or Why didn't I do that. His children told him that Ellen was afraid her father would cut her off. She didn't want to be out on the street with two babies. The sea captain most certainly understood that but why wouldn't she have come to him? He knew the answer. Winston. Winston Harrington was a very powerful man. He had connections and if Ellen had in fact defied him, most certainly the children would have been removed from her. Jonas looked at the faded writing in the yellowing envelope. His address neatly written in Ellen's immaculate handwriting. An old postage stamp was still stuck to it as well. He knew he had to read the letter. He had to read what she said. For his own peace of mind, he had to know what she wanted to tell him. Sighing a bit, he ripped open the envelope and took out the folded piece of stationary. He sat down at his little wooden desk and flicked on the desk lamp. His eyes took a bit to adjust but when they did, he unfolded the paper and began to read.

Ohio

The Professor opened his eyes noting the bright sun beaming through the window. A nice breeze was blowing in through the open window. The academic sat up and turned to his left to see if his sleeping wife had awaken only to find that side was empty. It was then a few seconds later the door opened and in walked Ginger carrying a breakfast tray.
"Morning Darling." She greeted.

"Ginger what is all that? You shouldn't be carrying that…" He started to get up when the redhead stopped him.

"I'm fine." She assured him setting down the tray. "I thought I would make you breakfast in bed. Look I made your favorite. Blueberry pancakes. I also made some sausage and lightly buttered toast. And I brought you some orange juice."

"My love you didn't need to go through all this trouble." He said looking at the delicious food set before him.

"Yes I did." Ginger replied sitting down on the bed. "I felt horrible about reading your journal. I had no right to do that and I am sorry. I thought I would try to make it up to you. And I'm sorry I got mad at you last night about what you wrote. I shouldn't have. Darling I hope you aren't angry."

"My love." The scholar said moving the tray to the nightstand beside him. "I told you. I'm not angry. I understand why you were upset."

"I know but still. I invaded your privacy and I shouldn't…" Her words were cut off by the Professor pulling her to him and kissing her soft pink lips.

"Ginger." He said as he let go. "It's okay. You don't need to keep apologizing. I love you. And nothing will change that."

"Oh darling I love you too." She said wrapping her arms around him. "I just don't ever want to lose you. You are the only one I ever loved. I couldn't stand the thought. So many have left me in the past, I don't want you to be one of them."

"I'm not going to be. I know that those men in your past hurt you. I know you had your ex-friend Debbie steal boyfriends from you. But you have to know I'm not one of them. I would never hurt you."

"I do know that. I swear I do. I..I don't mean to seem insecure. " Ginger said as she let go. "It's just that I never had real love before and I don't want to do anything to mess it up. I've messed up so many things in my life. Love being one of them. You know my first time was with this good for nothing jerk named Stewart Marco. I thought he honestly cared about me. He just wanted to get me in bed and then he dumped me two days later. I thought I did something to drive him away. I thought it was me, that it was all my fault he up and left me. Looking back now I know that it was nothing but by own stupidity. I shouldn't have been so naïve. I should have waited. I should have waited until I took that trip on the SS Minnow and met the love of my life."

The Professor her gathered her back up in his arms and kissed her passionately. Ginger wrapped her arms around him tightly. The kiss broke and the Professor gently pushed a strand of hair away from her face. "I love you." He said. "And I won't let you get away from me. I waited too long to find you. You are stuck with me for life."

Ginger giggled. "Same for you."

He kissed her once more before turning his attention back to the scrumptious breakfast that had been prepared. "Ginger you are quite a cook." He said taking a bite of the blueberry pancakes.

"I guess I learned pretty good from Mary Ann." She smiled. "That girl has got some amazing cooking skills."

"Yes but you always did too." He stated. "It was your coconut cream pie first and it was more delicious."

"You are sweet." Ginger said kissing his cheek. "I knew there was a reason I married you." She said snuggling up against him as she tore a piece of pancake before putting it in her mouth.

Their breakfast as finished up and Ginger decided to head to the shower. She was glad that for once she didn't have that awful morning sickness. While she was in the shower, the Professor noticed a small brown leather book sitting on the table next to her pillow. Curious, he picked it up and saw it was his wife's diary. He was going to place it back down as he recalled he had lectured her about privacy but the urge to read what she wrote about him was too great to resist.
The academic looked back at the closed door of the bathroom hearing the shower still going. He then opened up the diary and read a passage. As he read it his face became red. Now he knew how much Ginger loved him but he didn't know she would go into such explicit detail. He gulped reading a certain passage about how she had planned to seduce him when he walked by when she was in the homemade shower on the island. Her plan was to get him to kiss her and then she would have turned up the heat by removing her towel and allowing him to admire her body before kissing him again and then ravishing him to the point….The Professor quickly turned the page. He found another entry that was a little more tame.

I love the Professor so much it is killing me. I don't know how much longer I can go on without having him as my own. Whenever I am around him all these different feelings and emotions run through me. My heart beats quicker and my pulse races. He just looks at me and I turn to jelly. Being with him in his lab, it's almost torture. I just want to throw my arms around him and kiss him so much. But I can't and that's what kills me. I probably will never get to hold him. Except in my dreams. In my dreams, he loves me and tells me I'm beautiful and it's just heavenly. I hate when I awake from them. I always think it was real and I will find my darling Professor lying beside me. But when I go to look that side of the bed is empty. My heart breaks again.

Roy was stunned. He had no idea that Ginger….Had he know any of this most certainly he would have done something about it. Wouldn't he? Of course he would have. He loved her and would do anything to make sure she was happy. Never did he wish for her to be miserable. That was something he would never in a thousand years ever do to his beloved Ginger. He found another entry.

Mrs. Howell decided to throw a dinner party tonight. I'm not sure of the reason behind it other than she misses entertaining. The poor woman, bless her heart. I bet she threw the most lavish elegant parties back home. Of course we all went along with it. Who could ever say no to dear Mrs. Howell. Besides it's fun to have an fancy dinner once in awhile.

You know she even had little place cards set out for the seating. And wouldn't you know it, she places me with the Professor. I have to wonder if there is a hidden motive but regardless I was elated to be with him. And I got to dance with him. It was so wonderful being in his arms. We went for a walk and we found this beautiful fern. It glows. I forget what the Professor said it was. Some scientific word. Oh how I love when he speaks about science! I had a wonderful time and he walked me back to my hut and….he kissed my hand! I thought I was going to melt right there! He is so romantic! I love him so much!

The Professor smiled remembering that night. It was quite a spectacular night indeed. He too had wondered if there was some hidden agenda with the seating arrangement but did not argue. He was seated with the glamorous movie star. What was there to complain about? His mind recalled how she looked that evening. Looking so bewitching in that exquisite orange gown. He had always loved her in that gown. She looked radiant whenever she wore it. Her beautiful red hair flowing freely down at her shoulders. As far as he was concerned there would never be another woman who would ever come close to her amazing beauty.

Hawaii

Skipper's eyes didn't want to look but he forced them too. He had to read this letter. He had to know. Taking a deep breath, he opened the letter back up, smoothing it out.

Dear Jonas,

I know I am probably the last person you wish to hear from and I don't know if you will actually read this letter but I pray that you do.

I want to let you know that I am truly sorry for what I had done. I should not have allowed my father to rule my life. I was stupid. I should have been stronger. I hope that you can find someway to forgive me. Jonas I want you to know that I did and still to this day love you. I have something to tell you and I do not now what your reaction will be.
Most likely you are going to be angry. I want you to know I did not mean to ever hurt you. It was not something I had ever wished to do. I felt I had no choice.

I told you that I had terminated my pregnancy. I didn't. I gave birth to two wonderful babies. Yes you have twins. A boy and a girl. Their names are Adam and Gloria. I gave them your last name. My father had threatened that he would cut me off if I told you about them. He does not want me to see you ever again. I was fearful that he would take my babies from me. I couldn't allow him to do that. If he did, my babies never would have known about you. Yes I did tell them all about you. They know that Captain Jonas Grumby is their father. I showed them your picture and I followed your Naval career. I'm so proud of you. I always believed you would make a great leader.

Jonas I am so sorry that I allowed this to happen. I know that there is probably nothing I can really do or say to make it better. All I can do is assure you that Adam and Gloria will never be poisoned against you. I know my father most likely had tried but they would not listen. I told them not to ever listen to bad things said about you. I let them know you are a wonderful man and very brave. I hope that helps a little. Please Jonas I hope you understand the choice I had to make. It was not easy. I'm so sorry that I lied to you. I never wanted to lie. The look on your face will always be in my mind. It broke my heart to say such a horrible thing to you. One day I pray you find a wonderful woman who will be strong and treat you the way you should be. Much better than I had. I was cruel. Yes my father influenced me but I knew better. I love you Jonas. I wish you all the happiness in the world. You deserve it.

Love,

Ellen

Skipper read the letter a second time. She did love him. She did not want to lie. Her father was threatening her. The poor girl. He now understood why she felt she had to do what she did. Ellen could not risk the children being taken away. The fact that she went out of her way to make sure that the twins knew about him. She never hid him from Adam and Gloria. She told them about his Naval career, told them he was brave. Defended him to her father, did not allow Winston to poison their minds.

He sighed putting the letter aside and walking back to his bed. It was a lot to digest.
Ellen was practically forced to chose between him and her children. She chose her children. The sea captain believed she made the right decision. The children needed her. They could not be raised by foster parents. He would have done the same thing. Put his children first. As hard as it would be, he would always put his children first. His anger with Ellen was diminishing. He wished it was possible to let her know he was not angry. Maybe she knew. He hoped somehow someway she did.

Ohio

Ginger emerged from the shower drying her red hair with a blue towel when she saw her husband had a familiar looking book in his hands. "Darling, is that my diary?"

"So it is." He smiled at her.

"Roy what happened to your big stance on respecting privacy." She asked folding her arms across her chest.

"Well I figured this makes us even." The Professor replied. "Besides this is quite interesting…especially this waterfall seduction plot..."

Ginger turned red. "Give me that!" She said storming over try to grab the book but failing.

"I know that he is going to be out collecting flower samples. What a perfect chance to make his temperature rise among other things… Just what other things were you referring to?"

"Shut up." The starlet said blushing again. "Why are you reading my diary? Don't you have anything better to do?"

"I saw the Professor heading to the shower today." He read aloud from the diary. "I couldn't help myself. It was too great to resist. I stood in the jungle and watched as he removed his clothing. Unfortunately I didn't get to see what I wished to see…what was that my love? What is it you wanted to see?"

Ginger glared at him the blush deepening in her cheeks. "Give me that back!." She demanded lunging for her property. "Stop reading my diary!"

"However." The Professor continued keeping the diary away from her reach. "I did get to see that hot body he hides under that shirt. What I wouldn't give to run my hands all over him and then slide my tongue…"

"Roy!" Ginger shrieked as she managed to grab her book away from his hands. "Quite nosing into my thoughts!"

"Very heated thoughts." He teased. "What else went through that little erotic mind of yours?"

"Nothing." Ginger said clutching her diary tightly still blushing.

"So that entry detailing your plan to have sexual relations with me in the shower…that was nothing?" The academic asked enjoying her obvious discomfort.

The starlet's eyes went wide. "You…you read that!" She asked horrified. "What….what else did you read?" Please God don't let him have read that dream I had!

"Just this dream you had about me." Roy replied nonchalantly.

No! Ginger thought to herself. She wanted to crawl into a hole. He couldn't have read about that dream!

"You apparently dreamed that the others had gotten rescued but you and I somehow were left behind. Just the two of us on the island."

Ginger swallowed. "Um…I…."

"And the only article of clothing you had for some reason was this skimpy leopard print skirt and matching top. In this outfit you would sunbathe on the beach to which I found this alluring. Naturally being that I found this so irresistible, I had to make passionate love to you. Then we would continue having intercourse in the waterfall of the lagoon and pretty much all over the island." He grinned.

"I….Well I..." Ginger stammered. "It was romantic." She managed to spit out. "It's not like you wouldn't have liked if it was just us on that island." Ginger said pointedly.

"It would have been a dream come true." He said getting up and placing his arms around her. "Your dream of course."

"Funny." Ginger said. "Why are you picking on me? I'm pregnant. You are supposed to be nice to me."

He kissed her lips. "I love you my beautiful starlet."

Ginger smiled. "I love you my handsome brilliant scientist husband."

"I am going to venture to the shower. I take it you will refrain from spying on me and trying to see "things"."

Ginger smacked his arm. "Oh shut up." She said with a pout.

He kissed her once more and headed to the shower shutting the door behind him. The movie star saw his journal was still sitting out on the desk. She was tempted to read more of it just to get even with him. Find something in it about some dream he had about her. He had to have had dreams about her. Probably had a lot of sex dreams about her. It was not like she was unaware he was capable of having such dreams. He was a man.

The red head went to pick up the journal and then moved her hand back. No No she promised she wouldn't. She said she would not invade his privacy. But he had been reading hers! Read all her very private thoughts. Why couldn't she…Ginger picked up the journal and was going to open it before she set it back down. No. She couldn't do that. She said she would not read this journal ever again and she was going to stick by her word.

Ginger went to find a dress to wear and then sat down to fix her make-up. Her eyes kept going to that journal. It was killing her. She was dying to know what else he had written about her. But she could not do that. No matter how tempting it was, she was going to refrain from it. Putting it out of her head, she applied her make-up and brushed her hair to a shine. She smoothed out the pale peach dress with wide straps. Her hand went over a small baby bump that was forming. A smile when to her lips. Her darling baby was in there. Her daughter. Ambrosia Danielle. Ginger could hardly wait until she could meet her little girl. Her eyes then went back to that journal. She shook her head. No she was going to ignore it. Yes she would. The movie star noticed the breakfast tray was still there, so she gathered it up to take back down stairs. As soon as she picked it up she put it down and grabbed that darn journal. As she opened the book, the Professor finished up his shower and stepped back into the bedroom. "A-hem." He said.

Ginger jumped quickly placing the book back down "I wasn't reading it. I swear!"

He shook his head and smiled at his wife. "So the journal jumped into your hands and opened itself up?"

"I….I'm going to take this back downstairs." She said quickly as she picked up the tray began walking out of the bedroom.

The Professor laughed to himself as she did not know that was not his private journal. That was in fact one of his science journals. It was more fun to let her think otherwise. He dressed and heading down the stairs to the kitchen. He found Ginger at the sink washing the dishes. The academic came up behind her kissing her neck his arms going around her waist. Ginger's eyes closed enjoying the sensations running through her. The water was shut off and she was spun around his lips pressing against hers. He broke away and caressed her cheek. "My love…I have to head to the research center and box up my old research papers and other work. I then need to see the head of the science department at the university about my transfer over to UCLA. However I will make sure I hurry back as soon as I can and we can then see about making one of your dreams come true."

"You are so romantic." She purred at him. Then something came to her mind. "Darling why don't I go with you?"

"Go with me? I don't think it would be much fun for you. I think it would be better if you went shopping or something. I'll be fine."

"I don't want to go shopping. I want to be with you. Besides I want to meet your colleagues. Don't you want to show me off to everyone? Make them all jealous."

He kissed her lips. "My love I would love to introduce you to everyone and have them been green with envy that I am married to such a sexy beautiful woman, I'm just worried about the reaction they will have."

"Reaction?"

"Meaning my love that you are so beautiful, you will end up…exciting them to the point where they are drooling over you."

Ginger smiled. "Roy…you would protect me wouldn't you?" She said fiddling with the buttons on his shirt. "You wouldn't let anyone try anything.."

"Never." He said his lips going to hers again.

"So..can I go with you?" She asked sweetly.

"Okay. But you will need to steer clear of Leonard. He won't be able to contain himself. I told you. He gets star struck."

"Is he the one who almost fainted cause he thought he saw Lana Turner?" Ginger giggled.

"That's the one. He can get a little eccentric."

"Oh darling I can handle that. I'm used to it. I'm from Hollywood. I've been chased by the best."

"Yes but you were caught by me." He remarked his arms going back around her placing another kiss on her waiting lips.