Kawan leaned over Ginger lying on the cave floor with a maniacal look in his eyes.

He reached his hands out and all of a sudden felt a sharp searing pain between his legs as Ginger, who was only pretending to have blacked out, hit him with her knee.

Kawan roared in pain as Ginger scrambled up to her feet and kicked him again hard with her stiletto heel. He writhed and screamed in agony cursing the redhead.

Ginger ran as fast as she could out of the cave. She paused for a moment to take off her heels and then began running again with all her might. Tears were pouring out of her eyes and she screamed out the Professor's name over and over.

"Roy! Roy!" She cried as she ran back towards the camp. "Roy! Professor! Professor!"

Ginger didn't bother looking behind her to see if Kawan was there. Her mind was focused on getting back to camp and to the Professor.

Camp

The Professor was talking with the Skipper, who felt well enough to be out of bed, about their trip back when he thought he heard his name being called in the distance.

"Roy!" It called out. "Roy!"

"Skipper, do you hear that?" He said to the old sailor

The Skipper paused and listened. "Yeah…I do…sounds like someone calling you."

Both men were then stunned to see a disheveled looking Ginger running towards them.

She flung herself into the Professor's arms sobbing hysterically.

He put his arms around her holding her tight. "Ginger." He said trying to calm her down. "Ginger…what is it? What happened to you?" He pulled her away and was horrified at the bruise forming on the delicate features of her ivory skin face.

"Who did this to you?" He asked.

Ginger looked up at him with tears in her eyes. She could hardly get the words out. "I….I….Oh Roy…" She said sobbing.

"Ginger please…tell me…who did this to you?" He asked gently but firmly.

Ginger sniffed and managed to speak. "Kaw…Kawan…" She began crying again and the Professor held her close. He was steaming inside. What was with that man! Why couldn't he leave Ginger alone!

A few seconds later, the three saw Kawan emerge from the jungle.

Ginger was fearful and clung to the Professor tighter.

The Skipper looked at the tribal warrior with anger. "What are you doing here?" He asked. "Why did you do this to Ginger!"

Kawan ignored him. "You all will pay!"

"Pay? Pay for what?" seethed the Professor. "How dare you harm Ginger! She didn't do anything to you! It's not her fault you mistook her for Rose!"

"You all turned Rose against me. Now you must die!" He yelled.

Ginger screamed as Kawan charged towards him drawing a sword. All of a sudden there was a noise that sounded like thunder and then the mighty tribal man fell to the ground.

The three looked and saw Kianna standing there. She was shaking as she lowered the rifle she was holding in her hands. Tears were in her eyes.

"Kianna." said The Skipper. "You..you saved us.."

The young tribal woman's voice trembled as she spoke. She threw the rifle down. "I…I..I can't…He was going to…He had to be stopped…"

The Skipper hugged the young woman. "Kianna it's okay. You were protecting us all. You are a brave woman."

Kianna sniffed. "I killed my cousin. I wasn't…I didn't…this wasn't supposed to happen."

The Skipper continued holding her. "I'm sorry." He said. "I know he was your family."

Kianna broke away. "He was never like this before. I don't know what happened. What made him this way. I never…My grandfather will not be pleased."

Ginger spoke up. "Your grandfather will understand that you had no choice."

Kianna nodded. "I suppose he will. I saw Kawan leaving our camp and I followed him. I was hoping he wasn't going to cause anyone harm but when I saw him grab Ginger…I knew he lost control."

Kianna turned to Ginger. "I'm so sorry that I couldn't get to you sooner. "

"It's alright." said Ginger. "I got away. That's what counts."

"I must go now." said Kianna. "I need to tell grandfather what happened."

The Skipper spoke up. "I'll go with you. I want your grandfather to know how brave a woman you are and how you saved our lives."

"I must face him alone."

The Skipper shook his head. "No. You are not going to do that. I am going with you. I am going to tell him what happened. He is going to know the truth."

"If you wish." replied Kianna. "But please…you have to let me speak to him first."

"Okay." relented the Skipper.

Kianna turned to leave. The Skipper picked up Kawan's body. He loaded it into a cart and they two headed off to the tribal camp.

The Professor looked at Ginger. "You okay baby?" He asked.

Ginger managed a smile "Baby? You never called me that before."

"I thought I would try it out." He said trying to make a light joke.

"I love you." She said holding him. "And I can't wait to marry you. I just want to get off this island and start our life together."

"Me too." The Professor agreed. "Me too."

He kissed the top of her head and lead her back to the hut area. He brought her inside his hut and tended to her wounds.

Ginger then indicated she wanted to lie down for awhile. The Professor pulled the covers up over her and kissed her forehead. He then turned and left the hut.

Mr. Howell was standing out by the dining table with a look of concern. "Is Ginger alright? I heard screaming and what sounded like a gunfire."

The Professor sighed. "Kawan showed up." He explained. "He grabbed Ginger and…" He fumed thinking about it. "He...that bastard…"

"He didn't…" Mr. Howell's voice trailed off.

"No…She managed to get away." said the Professor. "He followed her and he charged me and Ginger and The Skipper but Kianna killed him."

"Oh my…" said Mr. Howell. "How horrible."

"Yes it was. She is on her way back to tell her grandfather the news. The Skipper went with her. I hope Kimmo isn't hard on her. The girl was just trying to protect us."

"He seems like a reasonable man. I'm sure he will see she had no choice."

"I hope so." said the Professor. "Because I think it would hurt the Skipper if he wasn't."

Mary Ann was in the Howells' hut helping Mrs. Howell pack up her belongings.

"You excited about heading back home again?" smiled Mary Ann.

"I am dear. I can't wait to see my lovely house. And all our friends and the country club.." replied the older woman.

Mary Ann looked at the woman who had been like a mother to her. "Mrs. Howell.. can I tell you something?"

"Of course dear." She smiled. "What is it?"

"I…I'm in love with Gilligan."

"Well that's hardly news dear." said Mrs. Howell.

"You knew?"

"Of course I knew Mary Ann. Just like I knew Ginger was in love with the Professor. You girls were not good at hiding it."

Mary Ann laughed. "Yeah that's what we said…Listen." She said in a serious voice. "I've…I've decided that I'm going back with Gilligan."

Mrs. Howell looked at her. "I see."

"You think that's bad?" Mary Ann asked sitting down on the bed.

"No. I don't think it's bad. But Mary Ann, what about your family?"

"Yeah know. Ginger mentioned that to me. It's not like I will never see them. I do miss them but….I just know that I can't leave Gilligan."

"It's a tough spot you are in." said Mrs. Howell. "You have your family who you love and who misses you but on the other hand, there is Gilligan who you have fallen in love with."

"What should I do?" asked Mary Ann.

"Dear I can't tell you that." said Mrs. Howell. "But I do have a proposition for you that may help."

"Oh what is it?"

"When we return home, I was planning on opening a boutique."

"Oh that's nice." Mary Ann said approvingly.

"And since you have such good taste in fashion, I wanted you to be a part of it."

"Me? You wanted me?" Mary Ann was stunned.

"You girls are like daughters to me. I love you both. Ginger has her movie career. I'm not sure there is much I can pass on to her but I thought maybe I could pass this on to you. That is, if you are interested."

"Wow." Mary Ann said standing up. "I..That is a generous offer….I don't know what to say…You really trust me to…"

"Of course I do. I wouldn't ask if I didn't."

"I will certainly think about it." Mary Ann said.

"You take your time." smiled Mrs. Howell. "And if you are willing, you let me know."

"I will. Oh I really will. You are so sweet to ask me." Mary Ann gave her a hug.

"You are welcome." said Mrs. Howell.

Mary Ann left the hut with a smile on her face. She walked about and found Gilligan talking with the Professor.

"What is going on?" She asked.

The Professor filled her in.

"Oh my!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "Poor Ginger! Is she okay?"

"She is resting in our hut." replied The Professor.

Mary Ann noticed he said our hut but kept silent. The Professor was already thinking of his new life with Ginger. It was only natural he would refer to the hut as his and Ginger's.

"There is some good news!" said Gilligan trying to lighten the mood.

"What good news?" inquired Mary Ann.

The Professor smiled. "Ginger and I are getting married."

"What!" shrieked Mary Ann with a big smile. "You are….Oh I am so happy!" She gave the Professor a hug and then let go. "Ginger is a lucky woman. I'm happy for you both."

"Thank you Mary Ann." He replied.

"Oh that little sneak." She grinned. "She didn't tell me that you were…I need to speak to her. You think it would be alright if I saw her for a minute."

"I don't think she will mind." said The Professor.

Mary Ann hurried towards the hut and slowly peaked in. "Ginger…it's me…Mary Ann. Can I come in?"

Ginger smiled opening her eyes. "Sure…come in."

Mary Ann walked in and to the bed. "You okay?"

"Yeah I think so." Ginger said. "A little sore."

"I'm sorry..Ginger…this whole thing…..You know what…let's not talk about that. Let's talk about something else. Like the engagement you didn't tell me about." She said jokingly scolding the movie star.

"I'm sorry." laughed Ginger. "I was going to wait to tell everyone at once but I ended up telling the Skipper when I saw him."

"I am happy for you." Mary Ann said kneeling down by the bed. "The Professor is a wonderful man."

"He is. He loves me." said Ginger.

"Ginger." Mary Ann started. "Mrs. Howell offered me a job."

"She did?"

"She said she wants to open a boutique and wants me to be a part of it."

"That's great." said Ginger. "You going to take her up on her offer."

"I think I might. Boy my family is going to be shocked."

"Don't worry about it. I think they will understand. They may be hurt a little but I think they will know they have to let you do what you need to do."

"I hope so." sighed Mary Ann. "I do love them but…I need more than a farm in Kansas."

"Then I think you really should consider Mrs. Howell's offer. It sounds like just want you need."

Tribal Camp

Kianna found her grandfather's tent and went inside. She trembled inside but knew she had to face him.

"Grandfather." She said addressing him.

Kimmo smiled. "Kianna, what is it my child?"

"I…I have to tell you something."

"Speak." He said to her.

"I….I..killed Kawan." She said in a small voice.

Kimmo took in what she said and then spoke. "Tell me what happened."

"I saw him leave our camp. I thought he would do something horrible. So…I took the rifle and followed him. He grabbed Ginger and caused her great harm. She managed to escape him. He went after her and he charged…I shot him."

Kimmo was about to speak when the Skipper entered. "Sir..If I may speak."

Kimmo nodded. "Please."

"Kianna here saved our lives. Kawan was sure to kill us. If it hadn't been for her…We owe are lives to her bravery. Please you must understand…she had no choice."

"I see. I am aware of Kawan's anger. His pride and honor were hurt. It does not excuse his behavior. I do believe you when you say Kianna had no choice."

"Grandfather." said Kianna. 'I am truly sorry…You know that I had loved Kawan very much. I did not want this."

"There are things in life that we must do. You did what you had to do. I am saddened by the loss of Kawan. I had loved him very much. I know that you loved him too. Hopefully he is at peace now. Kianna, I absolve you of wrong doing."

"Oh..Grandfather…You are so kind." Kianna said.

"You Kianna have shown great bravery. I am very proud of you."

The Skipper addressed him. "Kimmo, I have a favor to ask."

"What is it?"
"I would like to take Kianna back to America with us. She mentioned to me how she loves the sea…I would like to teach her what I know."

"I see." said Kimmo. "Kianna. what do you say?"

"I would like to Granfather. I always wanted to see this great country of America."

"You must go then." said Kimmo. "You were to be united with a man of science. "

The Skipper was confused. "A man of science?"

"My kind sir." smiled Kimmo. "There many forms of science. Your science involves the ocean. And when I said Kianna was to be united with a man of science, it was not necessarily in the romantic sense."

Kianna beamed. "Grandfather you are wise and kind. I will miss you much."

"We will miss you too Kianna but you are to go. Go live your destiny."

Kianna hugged the older tribal man. "Thank you. Oh thank you so much."

The Skipper smiled. "Thank you Kimmo. This means a great deal to me."

"I know." He said. "The spirits have told me that you lost a daughter."

The Skipper was stunned. "Yes…that's right…"

"Kianna will be your daughter now. Take good care of her."

"I will! I promise!"

Kianna smiled the Skipper. "You are a good man. I look forward to my new life."