NoV: I just want to make this clear: in the last chapter when I said screw it in the author's notes, I wasn't yelling or complaining about any readers. I was just ready to break away from having to research specific details only to find that certain facts were hurting my plots. Therefore, from here on out, if something doesn't fit in with the Gilligan universe, just let it slide. No worries!
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Gilligan sat on the edge of the cement, his feet dangling inches above the ocean. The Hawaiian girl was asleep on his lap, tired from her frightening experience.
"I hope that somebody gets here soon," he said to himself. "My leg's falling asleep…."
He shifted his achy leg, waking the little girl from her sound slumber.
"Ohana, aia i hea?" she asked, quietly.
"I wish I knew what you were saying," Gilligan remarked. He looked over his shoulder. "And I wish I knew where your family was."
"Hoaloha," she murmured, trying to reach her tiny arms around his middle for a hug.
Gilligan smiled. The two couldn't understand each other's words, but they understood on a different level what they wanted to say.
Gilligan smiled. The two couldn't understand each other's words, but they understood on a different level what they wanted to say.
"Aloalo!" a woman cried from a hundred yards away.
"Makuahine!" the girl said, in delight, recognizing her mother's voice.
Gilligan looked up to see a young couple, followed closely by Scott, running down the pavement, excitedly. He set Aloalo on the cement and she began to carefully run toward her parents.
Her mother scooped her up into her arms and held her tightly. Aloalo's father hugged them both, affectionately.
Scott joined Gilligan as the family talked all at once in their native tongue.
"Where'd you find them?" Gilligan asked.
"They were just a little bit further that way," he pointed, indicating the direction that Aloalo had run from, "and they were searching for their daughter. She got lost in a crowd at the market."
The mother, father, and Aloalo approached the two young men. "Thank you for find our baby," the mother said, gratefully in broken English.
"Now our family is one again," the father said.
"No problem," Gilligan said, sincerely.
"We owe you a big favor," her father told them. "If you ever need anything, just let us know. We live in a blue house right down on the beach."
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NoV: Yai!