AN: Thank you to everyone for the reviews! I really do appreciate them. :) Now, here is chapter 3 and I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: As usual I do not own the characters.


An hour later, Kincaid made sure Ramoo guarded the others and if either of his prey decided to be a fool to rAescue their friends he ordered Ramoo to kill them on the spot. He led his quarry to the communal table and he sat atop it watching them as they fidgeted in fear.

"I'm setting my alarm to go off at this time tomorrow."

He set his watch and glanced at them expectantly.

"I suggest you get going, I'm giving you a fifteen minute head start."

They gazed at each other as he raised his gun and pointed at them.

"GO!"

Gilligan jumped out of his shoes and took off like a rocket. Mary Ann picked up his shoes, glancing back briefly, and chased after him while Kincaid laughed menacingly. This was perfect, he had secretly wanted to hunt the two of them, separately of course, but something told him it was better he hunt them at the same time. He saw evidence of a budding romance between them and if he killed one the other would likely surrender, making it easier to shoot, it would be a mercy killing.


Mary Ann had caught up to Gilligan and he hurriedly put his shoes back on. She caught her breath and leaned against a tree. He looked at his watch and groaned.

"What's wrong?"

"It's only been five minutes."

"What'll we do?"

"You're going to hide and I'm going to lead him around in circles."

"We should stay together."

"Mary Ann, I don't want you to get hurt."

"I won't as long as I'm with you."

"I can't guarantee protection."

"And you can't guarantee Kincaid won't find me in one of your hiding places."

She was right and he grabbed her hand as they ran through the jungle. He led her to one of the caves, it was the one where he got bit by a supposed vampire bat, and inspected the outside of it. She observed his behavior as he then went inside only to come out a few moments later and wondered what he was up to. He broke a palm frond off a branch and swept his footprints away. What on earth was he doing? He saw her confusion and whispered in her ear, enlightening her of an idea that he had hatched. She grinned as she helped with his scheme and soon they were lying in wait for their quarry to take the bait.


An hour and a half into this wicked game, Kincaid had found no trace of them and he was relishing that they were going to make this difficult. He came upon footprints in the sand, small ones, and grinned to where they led. So, he was hiding her after all? He didn't do a very good job of protecting her whereabouts. He carefully approached the entrance of the cave and quietly entered, but didn't find the farm girl. He turned to leave and noticed someone was trying to push a boulder to block his way out. He fired a shot and it stopped as he ran out of the cave watching two red blurs head off towards the east end of the island. He aimed, but they were too fast and he charged after them with vigor.


It had been a good plan, but they just weren't strong enough to push the boulder to keep their tormentor in there before he noticed. He had barely missed Mary Ann's shoulder and she immediately took off with Gilligan in hot pursuit with Kincaid not far behind. She didn't know where she was going, but she had to get away when Gilligan grabbed her from behind and she yelped in fear. He didn't have time to shush her, but grabbed her hand and led the way to a place that no one would find them. He had to lose Kincaid first and he took a sharp turn to the left, dragging Mary Ann, and hid themselves in a group of banyan trees. He put his finger to his lips and she understood as she hid behind her own tree watching him. They heard footsteps approach and they held their breath. Gilligan slowly peeked around the tree to see where Kincaid was located and Mary Ann watched in fear, but it seemed the hunter had vanished and he glanced at her shrugging his shoulders. He heard rustling to the side of Mary Ann as he hid back behind his tree and she was about to make a break for it, but he shook his head for her to stay put. He bent down picking up a rock and threw it in the direction furthest from where they were going. He observed Kincaid step out of his hiding place and went chasing after the noise. When Gilligan felt it was safe to move he took Mary Ann's hand and ran, hoping Kincaid hadn't seen them.


Gilligan had led Mary Ann to a small cave behind a waterfall, not the same one where most of them bathed in, and he reassured her they were safe. He was about to leave and she grabbed the back of his shirt tightly.

"Don't go, please."

"I won't be long."

"Let me go with you."

"You're tired."

"Please, Gilligan."

"No."

He was firm and she reluctantly released him. He glanced back and enveloped her in a hug. He felt her arms tighten around his torso and heard her whimpers. He rubbed her back and placed a kiss on top of her head to ease her fears before he left her in the cave. He was running up the path towards the opening where the sparkling liquid rushed down and gazed about to make sure he wasn't seen. When all was clear he dashed away to find some fruit and hoped she'd be safe.


Kincaid was sitting on a rock taking a break, sipping his water from his canteen, and of course grinning at how he had been tricked. They were clever, he had been chasing a rock and when he realized from what direction it had been thrown he began backtracking. He knew that they were resting at this point, well, most likely the pretty farm girl was resting because she wasn't used to this, but Gilligan was probably going to hide her while he ran around to probably distract Kincaid from her location. If he found Gilligan he was undecided on whether he should kill him or follow him to her location. If he shot him it would only be a matter of time before finding her and he did want a challenge, but it might be more fun to follow, then shoot one of them in front of the other and then perform a mercy kill. He took another swig of water and feeling refreshed stood to continue his hunt for the two Castaways.


She was pacing, wearing a path in the sand, and was deciding if she should look for him. She should stay put, but what if he was hurt or worse? She knew he was fast and could be stealthy when he needed to be, but if he wasn't back in a few minutes she was risking it to find him. She wished they still had ammunition for the pistol they had besides the blanks Ginger had for her gun. Maybe they could make a break for camp and grab both guns. They could fool Ramoo, rescue their friends, and radio for help. She shook her head, stupid idea, he probably disabled the radio and it could also spell danger for the rest of her friends if Kincaid noticed they escaped. He could start shooting them and then hunt them all down. She sighed in frustration, what were they going to do? How were they going to elude Kincaid for twenty-four hours? Eventually, they'd have to sleep and she didn't think Kincaid would sleep until after his hunt. She heard footsteps racing towards her and she stopped pacing. They had slowed down and she held her breath, wondering if Kincaid had found her. She noticed a flash of red and threw her arms around his neck making him almost drop the food he gathered. He handed her some bananas, a coconut, and a couple of mangoes. He was balancing some berries in an empty coconut shell and she let him sit before taking the rest of the fruit from him. He was out of breath and from behind his back he produced a canteen that had been draped over his shoulder. She had missed that detail because she had been so happy to see him.

"Is that Kincaid's?"

He nodded.

"Did he see you?"

"Yeah, but I lost him."

"Are you sure?"

He nodded again and he motioned for her to eat as he took a swig of water then handed it to her. She took a swig and then hungrily ate a banana. He laughed as she ate two more without taking a breath.

"Now, who's the piggy?"

She feigned a glare, but smiled as she watched him devour a mango.

"Just for that remark no coconut cream pies for a week."

"Aww...C'mon, Mary Ann, I was kidding."

She turned her back on him pretending to be upset and he stood up. He saw her smiling and he tickled her sides making her giggle. He then tickled her stomach as she squealed in laughter and when he let her breathe she tickled him back. When they were out of breath from laughter they sat down and finished off the food he brought.

"Do you feel rested?"

"Yes, but maybe you should relax a little more."

"We can't, Mary Ann, we have to move."

"Why?"

"He'll find us here and if we keep moving we'll be harder to track."

"Okay, Gilligan, I'm ready."

She stood and they crept up the path. He motioned for her to stop as he approached the small pool of water and dipped the canteen in to fill it. This was one of the few waterfalls that wasn't full of salt water and he screwed the cap on. He quietly mouthed back to her to follow him and without hesitation she followed close behind.


Kincaid had arrived at the helicopter to grab his extra canteen and laughed at the young sailor's cunning. He had been resting by a stream trying to figure out his next move after he had backtracked and lost their trail at the banyan trees. He had placed his canteen down to refill it, but wanted to eat something first and when he finished his banana he grabbed his canteen. He realized when he grabbed it there was a hand attached to it and shot up reaching for his gun.

"Gilligan!"

He fiddled with his gun and by the time he aimed it at the young sailor, he was out of sight with his canteen. He chased after him, but after about ten minutes he lost his trail and decided to go back to his helicopter. He hoped his quarry was refreshed and would now come out of hiding.