End of the line! Final chapter! I hope you enjoy it!
I took a character from my other story and put them in this one. I had to. I love the character and since they are my character, I will stick them where I want. LOL.
Enjoy!

The Professor walked out to the living room area of the hotel suite to find Ginger sitting at a desk wearing the complimentary soft fluffy white robe. His eyes looked over her long slender crossed legs peeking out from under the robe. In her hand she held the receiver of an elegant antique white phone as she spoke with one of her many Hollywood contacts. "Yes the wedding will be in two months…I want tons of white and pink flowers….yes..oh you are a dear! Okay…till then...Bye now." Ginger disconnected the call and quickly dialed another number.

The Professor walked over to where she sat coming up behind putting his arms around her.

Ginger looked up at him and smiled placing a small kiss on his lips before returning to the phone.
"Hello…Peter? It's Ginger Grant. Oh thank you! You are so sweet to say that….I'm wonderful…I have news…I'm engaged! Oh you! I'm sorry but my heart was taken by another…" Ginger looked back at the Professor and smiled again before going to back to her conversation. "Roy Hinkley…yes the professor on the island…Never you mind." She grinned.
"I want you to get Monica on this right away….yes I will grant her an interview…yes Roy and I will be delighted."

The Professor looked at Ginger. "We will?" He said awkwardly.

Ginger put her hand over the phone. "Don't worry darling, you'll be fine." She kissed him and went back to the phone. "We will be back in California in two days. Okay…thank you. Love to Billy! Bye now!"

Ginger hung up the phone and the Professor spoke. "Who's Billy?"

Ginger giggled. "You jealous?"

"No." lied the Professor. "Just wondering."

"You are so cute." Ginger said putting her arm around his neck. "Billy is Peter's dog."

"Oh." The Professor said relieved. "A dog."

"He is Peter's pride and joy. He's been his faithful companion every since his wife Grace died."

"I see. Who is Peter by the way?"

"Peter runs Eye On Hollywood magazine. Monica Silver is his top writer. Who better to get you and me introduced to Hollywood?"

The Professor stood up and sighed.

Ginger looked concerned and got up from her chair. "Something wrong?"

"No…yes…I…I guess I didn't…I'm not used to this world of Hollywood. I'm not comfortable…"

Ginger smiled gently. "Roy, you are going to be my husband. People are going to want to know a little about you. Want to know who you are. You do know that don't you?"

"I suppose I do. This is all new to me."

"Don't worry. You'll get the hang of it. Trust me." Ginger said confidently. "I'll help you. Just smile and wave at the cameras."

"I'll do my best." said The Professor touching her face. "Just promise me one thing."

"What's that?"

"You'll never allow your head to be turned by the likes of Cary Grant or Rock Hudson or Gregory Peck.."

"Darling." She purred moving closer touching his chest with her hand giving him a sultry look. "They could never ever compare to you." She leaned in and kissed his lips softly and let go. "You are the only one I could want. Don't you believe me?"

"I do." He said holding her to him. "I'm sorry I don't mean to imply that I couldn't trust you…I know I can. It's just that you haven't been in Hollywood for so long…I'm afraid of you getting swept up…"

"Roy, you are all I want. You are all that matters to me. Yes I adore acting. I love entertaining people but you mean a hell of a lot more to me than all of that. I could never throw you away. I love you. You are the only one I ever loved."

"You are the best thing that ever came into my life." The Professor said gently caressing her back. "Before you all I had was…well not a whole lot. I had my scientific research and my books….Yes I dated a few women but if I am being honest, I wasn't really interested in any of them. They were delightful companions but not much more. You…you are different than any woman I've ever known. I never knew it was possible to feel love like this. I don't think I knew what love was. To me in was just some chemical reaction between two people stemming from chemical substances such as oxytocin or had to do with evolution."

"I see." Ginger said. "What do you think now?"

"Now…I think that love is something so powerful that it defines explanation and why bother trying to explain it. I love you Ginger Grant."

"I love you Roy Hinkley." She brought her lips to his. "I love you." She gently kissed him and let go. She headed to the bedroom to dress.

The Professor watched her leave. Still swayed her hips in that seductive manner. It amazed him how much she had come to mean to him. If he ever lost her…it was not something he cared to think about. However he knew that he didn't have to. If Ginger said she loved him and wanted him that was good enough for him. He was still hesitant about this new Hollywood lifestyle he was going to lead with her but he was confident he could handle it.

Truth be told he was curious about all her Hollywood friends. Wondered what they were like and what they would think of him. He was always very curious about what kind of life she lead outside the island.

It was a little exciting to think that they would be the talk of the town for awhile. He could see her lovely face on the covers of magazines. And soon she could be filming a new movie. It would be quite an experience to see her on the silver screen. He never told any of the castaways but he had seen a few of her movies before they had become stranded and had been captivated by her. When he saw her on the Minnow, he could hardly believe it. It was one the reasons he was so drawn to her. Now that beautiful movie star was going to be his bride. It was a dream come true to say the least.

Howell's suite

Mrs. Howell was sitting on the sofa looking through her various pieces of jewelry while Mr. Howell was outside talking to his business associates when the doorbell rang.

She got up from the sofa and went to the door. She opened it a crack to see Mary Ann standing there. She took the chain off and opened the door.

"Mary Ann dear, please come in." She said with a smile.

"Hello Mrs. Howell." Mary Ann greeted. "I hope I'm not disturbing you."

"Not at all." assured Mrs. Howell. "Have a seat dear." She said gesturing to the sofa.

"What brings you here?"

"I wanted to let you know, I thought about your offer and…I would very much like to take you up on it."

"Oh wonderful dear!" She exclaimed clasping her hands together. "I'm so happy to hear that!"

"It's a great opportunity and I don't want to pass it up. I talked to my mother and I explained everything to her. Granted she was disappointed I wasn't moving back to Kansas but she said she understood I had to do what I needed to do. I promised her I would see her as often as I could. And that she and my father can always visit…I just need to do this. I need more than farm life."

"I'm proud of you." said Mrs. Howell. "I know it's not easy to take a big step like this."

"I told Mom that…well Mrs. Howell, you've been like a surrogate mother to me. Always giving me advice. Trying to set me up with Gilligan." She giggled. "Mom was happy that there was a nice lady looking after me. In fact, she said she would very much like to meet you and Mr. Howell."

"I would love to meet them! I'm sure they are lovely people."

"There is one more thing."

"What is that dear?"

"Well, I was wondering where would this boutique be and where I could find a place to live."

"I'm going to open it in New York. And as far as a place of you to live, you can take our penthouse."

"Oh no Mrs. Howell." Mary Ann protested. "I couldn't…"

"Nonsense dear. I insist."

"But I.."

"I won't hear another word." Mrs. Howell said firmly. "You can stay there as long as you like. Mr. Howell and I have simply lovely brownstone house. You stay in the penthouse"

"Well I should at least pay rent…"

"You are not paying us rent my dear." Mrs. Howell said sternly. "It is your home now. You don't worry about a thing."

"Mrs. Howell I don't want to take advantage…"

The older woman shook her head. "Mary Ann, you are not taking advantage of anything. I want you to have the penthouse. It's in a perfectly safe neighborhood and has wonderful security. You will be much more safe there and anywhere else. Now I won't hear anymore of it."

Mary Ann smiled. "Thank you Mrs. Howell. This means a lot to me."

"You are welcome dear.' Mrs. Howell replied. "You can move Gilligan in if you want."

Mary Ann laughed. "I don't think we are quite there yet. I just wonder how he would feel about being in New York."

"I'm pretty sure he will be happy to go anywhere you go my dear. Besides, Mr. Howell can find him something in Howell Enterprises."

"You two are too much." Mary Ann said shaking her head. "You are being awfully generous."

"Dear, you four are like our children. You know Thurston and I were never able to conceive."

"I'm sorry." Mary Ann said sympathetically.

"When we ended up stranded with you and Gilligan and Ginger, the Professor. You all became our children. We love you all very much. You are our family. On or off the island."

"We love you too." Mary Ann said kissing her cheek.

She then stood up. "I'm going to tell Gilligan the news. Thank you again Mrs. Howell."

"You are welcome dear."

Mary Ann hugged her and then left. She stood out in the hallway smiling happy about the new life she was about to embark on.

Mary Ann headed back to her hotel room and walked inside finding Gilligan scarfing down a big plate of pancakes drenched in syrup. She laughed at him thinking he looked adorable. "Hungry?" She said.

"I missed pancakes." Was his reply in between bites.

He then put his fork down. "Where did you go?"

"I went to speak with Mrs. Howell." She said sitting at the table.

"Oh?" He said taking a big sip of orange juice.

"I told her I was going to take her up on her offer."

"Wow that's great!" exclaimed Gilligan.

"Yeah. Gilligan, the boutique is going to be in New York."

"New York?" He said stunned.

"Yes. Mrs. Howell said I can stay in their penthouse."

"What about…I thought you were coming back home with me?"

"Gilligan you can come with me to New York. It will be fun."

"Fun? New York?"

"Yeah think about it. All the people. The restaurants, the nightclubs…the bright lights."

Gilligan sighed. "I don't know…Mary Ann I'm a sailor….I…I can't sail in New York."

Mary Ann smiled. "Well not necessarily, Mrs. Howell said that Mr. Howell could find you something. I bet you could have a job in a Naval Yard."

"But what about the Skipper?" He said. "I always worked for the Skipper."

Mary Ann stood up and paced about. "I know Gilligan but…maybe…maybe you should…move on..I mean I know how much the Skipper means to you. He means a lot to me too. Gilligan I don't mean to sound harsh or callous. You know he has Kianna now. He wants to teach her all he knows. I just…I really want to do this. I want to go to New York. I understand if you can't…"

Gilligan thought a minute and then spoke. "Mary Ann, if it means that much to you, I suppose..No, not suppose, I can do it. I'll go to New York with you."

"Oh Gilligan thank you!" She said rushing over to him and throwing her arms around him. "Thank you."

"I love you Mary Ann. I want us to be together."

"I want us to be together too." She smiled holding him close.

"If it means living in the Big Apple, I can do that. I'll miss the Skipper but I think I can handle it."

"You know he can come visit anytime. And we can go see him."

"That's true. It may be hard on him though."

"I think he will understand." asssured Mary Ann.

"I hope so." said Gilligan. "I should go to talk to him."

"Okay." Mary Ann said letting go as Gilligan went to stand up.

Gilligan headed to the door when there was a knock. He opened it to find the Skipper there.

"Skipper. I was just coming to see you. Come in."

The Skipper walked in and said hello to Mary Ann who then went out to the balcony to give them privacy.

"Gilligan." The Skipper said. "I've been doing some thinking. I know about the offer Mrs. Howell made to Mary Ann."

"You do?"

"Mr. Howell told me." The Skipper explained. "I think it's a fantastic opportunity for her. And I want you to know, I understand that you will want to be with her."

"Yeah. Mary Ann and I are going to live in New York."

"Wow. The Big Apple." smiled The Skipper. "That's great."

"I'll miss working with you Skipper. You taught me a lot."

"I will miss you too Gilligan but I'm not going to be far away."

"You're not?"

"No." The Skipper explained. "I've got a place up in Connecticut. I'm going to live there."

"Wow. That's not far at all!" exclaimed Gilligan happily.

"I'm going to take Kianna with me. I can teach her all there is about sailing. And you and Mary Ann are welcome anytime."

"Oh Boy! Thanks Skipper!' Gilligan hugged the older man.

The Skipper returned his hug and let go. "I'll have to get used to you not falling on me but I'll try."

Gilligan laughed.

"Well I'm going to get going. I'll see you later."

"Okay Skipper."

The Skipper headed to the door and left.

Gilligan rushed to tell Mary Ann the news.

Two months later

The castaways were all gathered at the wedding of Ginger Grant and Roy Hinkley. It was truly a grand affair.

Ginger wore the most magnificent gown Mary Ann had ever seen. White satin with a full skirt and a long train. A beautiful lace veil with a tiny tiara on top of her head.

Mary Ann stood as maid of honor wearing a glamorous emerald green silk gown with a plunging neckline. Her hair swept up on top of her head.

There were three other bridesmaids. One was Ginger's cousin Kathleen. The other two were close friends of hers, Lisa and Christine.

Mary Ann got to know them a little bit during the planning of the wedding and could see why Ginger loved them so. They were so friendly and down to Earth and told her many funny stories about the adventures they had with Ginger.

The Professor stood watching Ginger make her way down the aisle on the arm of Mr. Howell who insisted upon it and Ginger gladly accepted since her own father had passed on when she was a teenager. He thought she looked like a beautiful fairy tale princess.

Ginger and the Professor exchanged vows.

Mrs. Howell cried. The Skipper tried to pretend he wasn't tearing up but he was. Mary Ann and Gilligan watched feeling so happy for the pair.

Then the kiss. Everyone applauded and the couple made their way up the aisle arm in arm.

The reception

Ginger danced with the Professor to Frank Sinatra's Strangers In The Night. She felt it was a fitting song. As they started off strangers and then…became more.

Later on, the guest were dancing and mingling when a blonde woman came up to the newlyweds.

The Professor smiled. "Barbara. Glad you could come." He said of his assistant who he was very fond of. She had a sharp mind and was his right arm in the research lab.

"I wouldn't miss it." She smiled. "I couldn't pass the chance. It's not everyday Professor Hinkley gets to marry the woman of his dreams."

Ginger looked at the Professor raising her eyebrows. "Really?"

"Yes I remember how he went on and on about how great you were in that murder mystery…Sweet Revenge. He commented on how charismatic you were and how you commanded the screen…."

"Um.." The Professor said feeling embarrassed. "That's enough Barbara. Thank you. I'm going to dance with my wife now."

He took Ginger's hand pulling her away.

She grinned at her new husband. "You never told me…"

"Never mind." He said trying to dismiss it."

She was not going to be deterred. "You saw my movies? That's how you feel in love with me?"

"I uh..I saw a few…" He conceded.

"Did you really think all those things?"

"I still do." He said kissing her.

It was then time for Ginger to throw the bouquet which she aimed right at Mary Ann who caught it.

Gilligan swallowed nervously and Mary Ann laughed.

The newlyweds got into their limo and drove away.

Ginger laid her head on the Professor's shoulder. "I love you."

He kissed her lips and let go. "I love you Ginger Hinkley."

Ginger giggled. "It has a nice ring to it."

She cuddled up against her husband feeling on top of the world. A new life was going to begin. One with her beloved blue eyed Professor by her side.

The End!