STEVE'S ISLAND
by Gunman
Disclaimer: I do not own Captain America or Gilligans Island or their characters.
Summary: During his attempt to drop the HYDRA bomber in the arctic, Steve is suddenly teleported years into the future, where he crash lands on a slightly inhabited island where he meets two beautiful women who need his help, in more than one way.
2-22-2022.
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Chapter 1
New Arrival Saves The Day
Ten years.
That was how long they had been stranded on this miserable, if somewhat beautiful, island.
Willy Gilligan, the hapless first mate of the S.S. Minnow
Captain Jonas Grumby ("The Skipper"), the captain of the S.S. Minnow, former Navy man who fought in WWII when he was right out of high school.
Thurston Howell III, a 50-something Wall Street millionaire
Eunice "Lovey" Howell, Thurston's 50-something wife
Ginger Grant, a glamour red-headed Hollywood movie star
Professor Roy Hinkley, Ph.D. ("The Professor")
Mary Ann Summers, a wholesome farm girl from Winfield, Kansas, who won the trip and tour in a lottery
It was for those ten years that the seven castaways had formed a type of family-unit, helping and looking after each other. Mostly out of necessity.
The first four years were mostly spent trying to get off the island, but they had built their own huts to live and sleep in, and made due with as many necessities as they could to survive.
Each had their own skills and talents, though some were more useful than others.
The Professor was a scientist and extremely knowledgeable and helpful in helping the group survive many of the problems that happened on the island. The devices and gadgets he built from coconuts and plant vines impressed everyone.
The Skipper was a hard and tough man, because of his experiences in the Navy during the war, and was often the one who brought the muscle to the many labors the group had to endure. Such as building their huts and furniture.
Then there was Mary Ann, the cute farm girl who knew how to sew and mend clothes, but also was adept at growing crops.
Gilligan was not often useful, he had more than a few times caused their continued stay on this island. It was almost like he was accident prone. Sometimes 'cursed' would have been a better term.
Thurston Howell III, and his wife 'Lovey', were the oldest of the group and a dedicated married couple who enjoyed the finer things in life. As such, they were not often seen doing any kind of manual labor, like gathering food, building huts, repairing their clothes or furniture, or anything else.
Even so, Ginger had come to care for each and every one of them. They had been her friends longer than anyone else in Hollywood. Even in high school.
But now four of them were dead and one was dying.
It was just after the hurricane.
Mister and Misses Howell had contracted some strange illness, like Malaria according to the Professor.
Apparently back home they had access to the finest medical care available, as they were both quite wealthy. But after ten years on the island, and a suddenly influx of a weak variation of the Malaria virus, they pair's fate was sealed. Lovey went first, followed by her husband. It was actually a peaceful death for both of them
Then the cannibals came.
They had taken the hurricane as a sign that this island was their new hunting ground, and attacked. At least that's what The Professor had translated when they arrived.
The Professor, Gilligan and Skipper had fought them off valiantly, but when Gilligan was stabbed by one of them, The Skipper went berserk and attacked them head-on.
He was able to kill several of them, before they too got him.
Roy was the last.
He fended them off well enough, but he too was stabbed by a spear. Despite their medical training, that they had received from The Professor, they were unable to do anything to stop the bleeding.
The Professor died the next day, telling both of them how much he enjoyed spending time with them and the others.
Now it was just Mary Ann and Ginger, defending themselves with whatever weapon they had on hand. Which wasn't much, really.
The cannibals had returned a few days later, having taken their own dead and wounded back to their island. Both women had only had enough time to bury Roy and the others before they returned. It had been heart-breaking, to say the least.
They were tired, they hadn't eaten in two days, and the cannibals had returned in force.
The cannibals had been trying to break into their hut, which they had barricaded with everything they could find and get their hands on.
They couldn't get to the cave on the other side of the island, and it was only them... and about a dozen cannibals.
"They're going to get in!" Ginger said in desperation.
"I know! What else can we do?" Mary-Ann said.
Suddenly, the south wall exploded open, as if it had been pulled out.
Ginger and Mary-Ann just gasped when they saw a half-dozen cannibals enter the hut, spears pointed at them and large grins on their faces.
The girls knew they were done for.
Suddenly... CLANG!
"Huh?" Ginger asked.
"What was that?" Mary Ann asked.
Sounds of fighting were heard right outside the hut. Ginger recognized the sounds of a fight, for she had seen many stunt men on set duke it out for the sake of the camera. Often for her character.
Mary Ann was wondering if someone else had arrived to save them. But who?
The cannibals who were already in the hut were caught off guard, rushing to the aid of their brothers.
The pair looked through their window and saw several of the cannibals rushing off into the jungle while the others swarmed... someone.
Moving outside and peering around the corner of their damaged hut, they both saw a man in a mostly blue outfit, with some red and white on it, holding a circular shield on his arm. He seemed to be fighting off the cannibals with incredible quickness and strength. When the last of the cannibals had been run off, he turned around and both women were presented to the sight of quite possibly the handsomest man they had ever seen.
Short blond hair, blue eyes, high cheekbones and perfect skin.
"Are you alright?" the man asked.
"Yes. Thank you." Ginger gasped.
The pair looked around seeing scattered weapons and a couple of bone necklaces.
"Who were those guys?" the man asked.
"Cannibals. They've been after us for days." Mary Ann said.
"You and your men scared them off." Ginger said sweetly.
"My men? What men?" the man asked.
"Didn't you... you mean you fought off a dozen cannibals... by yourself?"
"I kinda had to. I didn't bring anyone else with me."
Ginger and Mary Ann just looked at each other in shock.
"How... how did you get here?" Mary Ann asked.
"I crashed." he said.
"In a plane?" Ginger asked.
"Something like that." he said.
Steve took the pair to the lagoon, where they saw a large plane-like craft filling up most of the lush lagoon, but it looked like half the craft was just... gone. It looked like just the cabin of the plane was there. There were no wings or engines or anything else.
"I don't think it'll fly again." Steve said.
"I think we should talk." Mary Ann said.
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The pair of beautiful females spent the next couple of hours taking turns telling Steve everything. (Including their names.)
How they went on a 'three-hour cruise' starting out in Honolulu and ended up stranded on this uncharted isle for the last ten years.
They told them about Gilligan, The Skipper, The Professor, and Mr. and Mrs. Howell. They even told them how they all died.
Steve felt bad for them. If only he'd arrived sooner.
Steve in turn found himself telling the girls about himself and how he became Captain America.
Though he had no idea how he had ended up in 1975, if the girls account was to be believed. And how did he end up here in the tropics? Didn't he crash land the giant bomber in the Arctic?
The pair, in turn, had no idea how it was possible, but if he disappeared in 1945, then how was he still alive here 30 years later? They were sure he wasn't lying, and while they were just glad to have the help in driving off those cannibals, they weren't sure what to make of all this.
But all that would have to wait.
The cannibals were sure to come back, and the trio had work to do.
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It was two months later.
Steve had been a real godsend to the pair of women.
Not only was he more than capable of protecting them from the onslaught of cannibals that seemed to be coming to the island in droves, but he was also a gentleman who helped around the island and was someone new to talk to.
Mary Ann was impressed that he was a hard worker and was kind, considerate, and even patient. He didn't try to force himself on them like some other 'guests' they had had on the island.
Ginger liked the fact that he was handsome as all get out, a talented artist, and a gentleman as well. He did seem a little shy around them, especially with all their scantily clad dressing.
The first night he arrived, Steve had stood watch while the pair got much needed food and rest.
Steve told them everything. About his time before the War, his being picked on and bullied, and what happened before, during and after he received the Super Soldier Serum which made him what he was right now.
They both knew that the Professor would have been more than a little interested in hearing about this Dr. Erskine that had developed the formula.
Eventually, the cannibals stopped attacking, and trio could rest.
However, Ginger and Mary Ann couldn't rest. Not with such a handsome, athletic and respectful man around the island.
They had seen Steve without his shirt on multiple times. His Captain America suit was beginning to smell and they had limited clothes since the hurricane had 'whisked' away so many of their belongings.
All they really had left was a few dresses, shirts and shorts for themselves, and a couple pairs of the Skippers pants, one of Gilligans shirts and a couple of the Professors shirts.
None of which really fit Steve. They were all too tight on him.
The girls were happy to modify their old friends clothes to fit their new friend. If nothing else because he would at least feel more comfortable.
While Mary-Ann did most of the adjustments, Ginger helped as best she could. Mostly because she had had Mary-Ann help her with learning to sew.
Though Ginger wasn't averse to seeing such a handsome and athletic man without his clothes on.
That was another thing that was bothering her.
It had been ten years since the seven of them had been stranded on this island. Ten years and the only ones to have any relationship was Mr. and Mrs. Howell.
Oh, Ginger had thought about Roy more than a few times. And she was sure Mary-Ann had thought about Gilligan in some romantic fashion, especially with her changing opinion about her boyfriend back home. And the thought of being rescued and going back to their own lives was what gave them hope, but also kept them from pursuing any relationship with any of the others.
But after ten years, and the fact that the others were now dead, made Ginger realize that she had wasted enough time.
However, it also made her realize just how badly Mary-Ann was in the same boat, figuratively speaking, as herself.
And yes she was thinking about sex. She and Mary-Ann hadn't had any in ten years, and she was sure it was on her friends mind just as much as it had been on hers.
Roy, Gilligan and the others were dead, and here before them was a perfect specimen of manhood who was pretty much everything they could want. It would be foolish and ridiculous not to take advantage of this opportunity.
"Mary Ann?" the redhead asked.
"Yes, Ginger?" the brunette replied.
"Where is Steve?"
"He went looking for more food, fire wood and anything else he could salvage from the plane."
"I thought he got everything from the plane. Or what was left from it."
Mary-Ann shrugged. "Maybe he's going to build a new hut for us with that metal from the plane."
"He's been working awfully hard lately." Ginger said with a smile.
"I know. He's been a godsend." Mary-Ann replied.
"You... think he's got someone waiting for him?"
"He did tell us about that girl of his. Peggy Carter."
"True, but... she's not here, and... we're not going anywhere, and everyone else is..."
"Ginger, what are you getting at?" Mary Ann asked.
"I was wondering if you would help me." Ginger said with a smile.
"Help you? With what?"
"With seducing Steve."
"Seducing?"
"Look, Mary-Ann, the truth is... we've been stranded on this island for ten years, and... I haven't had any sex in a long, long time. I mean, I'm amazed I've lasted this long without going crazy."
"Well, we have had other priorities to deal with." Mary-Ann said. "Not to mention all the other crazy adventurers and misadventurers we've had while we've been here."
"I know. Just surviving on this island, and trying to escape, and all the people we've met during our time here. But... Ten Years, Mary-Ann! And... now with The Professor and Gilligan and the others gone..." Ginger said.
"I know, I know. I'd be lying if I said it hadn't crossed my mind, especially since Steve got here, but...do you think he'd go for it?" the brunette asked.
Ginger smiled at her friend. "Leave that to me."
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Authors Notes:
Here's another idea I came up with, after hearing about Dawn Wells dying from Covid-19. And yes, it's a lemon. Cap's gonna have a threesome!
