A/N: Hello everyone! I have decided from now on to post a chapter every Monday AND Friday because I got too impatient on having a bunch of chapters written but not posted, lol. Sorry if that caused any inconvenience for anyone, but I hope that from now on you'll be prepared to see new chapters posted every Monday and Friday. Again, this chapter will not focus on the castaways, but the ones after that will be Gilligan's Island characters-focused, not focused on the OC. Until then, please be patient and please enjoy!

Samantha reached into her pack and pulled out a tiny vial of wajaberuba. She wanted to make sure none of the potion had leaked out during her landing on the island by means of parachute.

She knew she had to be careful with the usage of this drug. It was extremely top-secret and experimental, but mainly it was one of her most prized posessions. She and Richard had found the plans to a top secret potion while they were robbing a bank, and Samantha had spend many days perfecting the recipe and bringing the potion to life. Samantha had brought this drug along with her in case she met any people and needed to find some way to disguise herself.

The properties of this drug were magical. It enables the person who uses it to be able to transform their face into the face of any other individual. All Samantha had to do was get a personal belonging of the person she wanted to transform into, such as their handkercheif, and then put a drop of the potion on the belonging. She then had to use the belonging to rub the potion across her face, and in a few seconds' time, her face would look exactly like the other person's.

Samantha hoped that she wouldn't need to use the potion at all during her stay on the island. She had only brought it along with her in case of a dire emergency. If she encountered anyone who was passing by the island, such as a coast guard operation or a navy sailor, she would just have to use the potion to transform herself into someone unrecognizable. She figured she could find some native loincloth on the island to use as a personal belonging to transform her face.

With the drug in her hand, she figured she would be safe staying on the island. With her safety out of mind, she now had time only to ponder on her heartbreak. She loved Richard, with all her heart. Now, she wasn't sure what she would do without him. Her heart still stung with wounds inflicted on her from his betrayal.

She just wished that she could get something to distract her mind from her heartbroken state. If she were back home, she would have gone on a few dates. But here on this desolate island, she knew there were no human forms, and certainly no men, in order for her to distract her mind.

Then suddenly, just as if the universe were speaking to her, she heard laughter. At first Samantha wasn't sure if she were imagining it. Maybe it was just in her mind, she thought.

"Was that laughter I heard?" Samantha whispered to herself.

After pondering on whether or not she heard something, she heard another sound. It sounded almost as if there were a party going on, with a full group of people enjoying themselves.

"That isn't possible. This island's uninhabited," Samantha thought.

Samantha thought she was imagining it all, but the curiousity to know what was going on got the better of her. She decided to get up and move in the direction of the laughter to figure out what was going on.

She walked in the vague direction the laughter was coming from, and found herself in what appeared to be a full-blown community. There were about four huts all built around a clearing and in the middle stood a table. Around the table sat seven other people who seemed to be eating dinner gaily due to what looked like a pie and some fish sitting in the middle of the table.

Samantha watched the event, not knowing what was going on. There was a slightly older man and woman who the others called "Mr. and Mrs. Howell" who were relaying a story about the time they had met the Queen of England. Then there was a young girl named "Mary Ann" who brought even more food to the table who kissed a boy named "Gilligan" who the others admonished for accidentally knocking down one of the pies. "Gilligan" and "Mary Ann" appeared to be a couple judging by the way "Mary Ann" kissed him. There was also a man called "Professor" and a woman called "Ginger" who looked remarkably like Ginger Grant, the movie star. Samantha heard "Ginger" telling "Professor" about a movie she was in once, and "Professor" was glued to her. Lastly, there was a man called "Skipper" who at the head of the table and didn't converse directly with anyone but seemed to be enjoying the converstaion around him. At the same time, he looked a bit lonely at not having anyone in particular to talk to. Samantha couldn't help but feel sorry for him because personally she thought he looked rather cute. She always liked the ruggedly handsome type.

Suddenly, Samantha had a realization.

"These are the people from the S.S. Minnow," she thought.

Samantha clearly recognized Ginger Grant having seen some of her movies, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Howell who were extremely rich and always appeared in the news in some way. The others also matched the description of the other passengers on the Minnow who had been declared dead. She realized that they must have gotten shipwreaked and were living on this island.

Samantha snapped herself out of watching the castways eat dinner. She then realized the dire danger she was in. They all appeared to have a radio with them, so she knew they would have heard about the police search for her. Samantha didn't know what they were doing on the island, but she knew she couldn't let them find her.

She only had one way of disguising herself, and that way was wajaberuba.

A/N: This chapter had more of a mention of the castways, but I promise you the next few will focus completely on the castaways. Until then, thanks so much for being patient and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! See ya next Monday! :)