A/N Thanks to all of your for comments. I appreciate them a lot. I'm so glad you are all enjoying this story. Again I do not own the Gilligan's Island characters. Enjoy this chapter!

Next day early afternoon

The lunch table has been cleared and everyone went off in their own direction.

Gilligan had not been able to talk to Mary Ann the night before but he did come up with a way to be alone with her.
Just has he was about to approach her, Edward came out to the camp.

He had called everyone back to he camp and they gathered around. "I have good news. I just talked to headquarters, the storm is going to clear out sooner than they had originally thought."

Ginger smiled. "Does this mean you can fly Roy and I back today?"

Edward shook his head. "No not today but definitely tomorrow. They just want to make sure it moves on but they anticipate it will and tomorrow would be a better time to go."

"That's wonderful!" exclaimed Mrs. Howell. "We will have a Bon Voyage party tonight! For Ginger and the Professor!" She excitedly clasped her hands together. "You and Scott simply must join us!"

"We would be honored too." smiled Edward.

Ginger put her arms around the Professor. "Isn't this exciting! We get to head home tomorrow!"

"And you can see a doctor." stated the Professor. "Not that I'm not appreciative of Edward's efforts. I'm grateful he did show up so that he could give you a check up."

"You worry too much." Ginger said kissing him. "I'm fine."

"I worry dear cause I love you." He said returning her kiss.

Scott took Mary Ann aside. "So have you talked to Gilligan yet?"

"No not yet."

"What's stopping you?"

"Nothing." insisted Mary Ann. "I told you...Gilligan is different...I will tell him..I just want to make sure it's the right time and that he won't run off."

"He's a lucky guy and he will be even luckier to have you." assured Scott. He gave her a peck on the cheek. "I'm just sorry I was too late." He said jokingly.

"Scott I don't think you will have any trouble finding a girl." She said to him.

He laughed. "Maybe. I'm going to go check the helicopter. Get it ready for the flight out tomorrow. See you later."

Mary Ann watched as he left. He was a handsome man. Dark brown hair and blue eyes.
If it wasn't for Gilligan, she may have considered him a possible match. He was very kind and she was grateful for the way he stepped back after he found out her heart belonged to Gilligan. She didn't want to end up in some love triangle. She hated for anyone to get hurt. Her eyes went to Gilligan talking with Mrs. Howell. She smiled at the way Mrs. Howell took his hand and dashed him off towards the Howell's hut.

Mary Ann wondered what was going on. Maybe Mrs. Howell had that match making bug again. Well if she did, it was certainly to work this time. This time, she was going to tell Gilligan she loved him.

Lagoon

Scott checked the equipment on the helicopter to make sure it was in perfect working order.
His mind drifted back to Mary Ann. She was one of the sweetest girls he ever met. Not to mention very pretty and wholesome. But her heart belonged to Gilligan. How that happened he didn't know. He didn't know Gilligan that well but he did observe he was a little clumsy at times. He didn't mean to be but he was. Scott ascertained that Mary Ann just saw something in him.

He did like Gilligan. He had fun playing checkers with him and he was amused at his antics when he won.

He was lost in this thoughts when Edward appeared. "Hey."

"Oh hey." Scott said. "Just checking everything out. Appears to be okay."

"Good." said Edward as Scott climbed down. "I think that Professor will be grateful once I can get him and Ginger back to the States."

"Yeah." said Scott absentminded.

"Something wrong?"

Scott sighed and leaned against the helicopter. "That Mary Ann. She's really sweet."

"Yes she is." agreed Edward. "Why don't you ask her out?"

"I tried. She said no. She loves Gilligan."

"Oh. Wow. I had no idea..."

"I guess that's the way it is. She made it clear that her heart belongs to him. She's really nuts about him."

"Sorry man." Edward said sympathetically.

"I guess those are the breaks." shrugged Scott. "I just hope she tells him."

"Tells him? You mean he doesn't know?"

"Not yet. I told her she should just tell him how she feels. "

Edward shook his head. "Scott, why don't you fight for her?"

Scott rolled his eyes. "Forget it Ed." He said. "I'm not fighting for someone who clearly loves another. I'm not going down that road. Besides you wouldn't do that with Ginger would you?"

"Ginger is married and having twins. Mary Ann isn't."

"Mary Ann is in love with Gilligan. She wants to be with him. I'm not standing in the way."

"Okay." shrugged Edward. "If you say so."

"I do." insisted Scott. "I'm not causing any trouble. Besides I think that Gilligan probably does feel the same way about Mary Ann. If I tried...he probably would just feel insecure and that he wasn't good enough for her. From what Mary Ann told me of him, it seems like a possibility. He's a good kid. He doesn't deserve that."

Edward thought it over. "You're right. Well maybe I can get Ginger to introduce us both to some of her Hollywood friends." He grinned.

"Now you are talking." laughed Scott as he hopped back in helicopter.

Howell's Hut

"Yes this is perfect." Mrs. Howell said as she looked over the jacket she had Gilligan try on. "You look very handsome. Like..Like..."

"Like G. Thurston Howell the Fourth?" grinned Gilligan.

Mrs. Howell laughed. "Yes...just like that!"

"You think Mary Ann..."

"Of course dear. She will fall head over in heels in love." She took the jacket off. "Now come back tonight and we will make you look just dashing for Mary Ann."

"Thanks Mrs. Howell. I appreciate this."

"You're welcome dear." She said kissing his cheek. "I will do everything I can to help you get together with that sweet girl."

Gilligan sat down on the bed. "I am still a little worried."

"About what?"

"Scott."

"Dear why are you worried about him?"

"He likes Mary Ann."

"That doesn't mean that Mary Ann likes him in that way." assured Mrs. Howell. "Gilligan do no worry. By the time I'm through, Mary Ann will never look at another man. I promise!"

Professor and Ginger's hut

Ginger packed up some of her belongings with excitement. "Can you believe it! We get to head back home tomorrow! Back to Hollywood!"

The Professor came up behind her and put his arms around her. "The press is going to go wild. Snapping your picture...I'm going to be blinded by camera flashes aren't I?"

Ginger giggled. "Most likely. Don't worry. You'll get used to it."

"I shall do my best."

She smiled. "The university is going to be pleased that you are back. You are their most brilliant professor."

He sighed. "Actually I don't think I'm going to go back to the university."

Ginger turned her head looking puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I want to do more than teach. I enjoy working on all my experiments here on the island...doing research...I was thinking maybe I could work in a laboratory. Doing that very thing. "

"I think you should do it. If it makes you happy, I say go for it. I bet you could come up with all kinds of new things being you are so smart and..." Her hands went down to the buttons on his shirt. "Handsome...and..." She leaned in and kissed his lips.

The Professor ,sensing those hormones of hers were raging, gently backed her away. "Um...I thought you were packing.."

"It can wait..." She said in her breathy voice advancing towards him.

"Ginger...I...should..."

"Should what?" Ginger asked placing her hands on his shoulders.

Before he could answer the door to the hut opened. "There you are Professor." said the Skipper. "I need your help with fixing the bike."

"Be right there." The Professor replied relieved to have been "rescued" by the Skipper from his insatiable red headed wife.

The Skipper nodded and left.

"I have to go...help...the Skipper..." He said trying to get away from her.

"Then go." She said pressing him against the wall of the hut.

He gulped knowing that if he didn't get out of there soon, he was going to lose this battle very quickly. Somehow he managed to untangle himself from her and ran out of the hut. He wiped his brow with his arm. She certainly knew how to push those buttons. A minute longer...He shook his head and hurried to go help the Skipper.

Howell's Hut (Evening of the party)

Gilligan was in the Howell's hut as Mrs. Howell put the finishing touches on him. "Perfect." She exclaimed. "Just perfect."

He wore a clean crisp button shirt with a black bow tied borrowed from Mr. Howell. His jacket was black and the sleeves were shortened a bit to fit him better. Mrs. Howell had used a special shampoo on his hair to make it soft. She had combed it back and was pleased.

"Mary Ann is going to love you. You just wait." She said.

Gilligan smiled. "Okay. Here goes." He said stepping out of the hut.

He made his way to the party noticing that Ginger and the Professor were not there yet. The Skipper was there working the record player and Mr. Howell was chatting with Edward. Scott was in a conversation with Mary Ann but Gilligan was determined to not let it bother him.

Mary Ann was wearing a lovely purple dress with cuffed sleeves. Her hair was brushed up on top of her head and on her ears dangled purple diamond earrings she obtained from Ginger who insisted she keep them.

Well. thought Gilligan. Now is the time. I'm going to do this.

He walked up to Mary Ann and held out his hand. She turned to him.

"Mary Ann. Can I have this dance?"

She smiled. "Certainly you can Gilligan." She replied. "I'd be honored."

Mary Ann placed her hand in his and walked with him to the dance area. The song playing was Dean Martin's That's Amore'. The two looked into each other's eyes as they dance in the light provided from the torches.

Professor and Ginger's hut

"Dear..." The Professor said trying to fend off Ginger's advances. "We are missing our own party..."

"I love you." She said bringing her lips to his again.

He gently pushed her away and she looked at him with heat in her eyes. "Ginger...this party is for us...I think it would be inappropriate for us to miss it." He explained.

Ginger pretended to pout. "Oh alright." She said as she sat down at her vanity table. "We'll go."

"Thank you." He said breathing a sigh of relief. He watched her as she finished applying her make-up. Although he knew it was her hormones acting up, he couldn't help but secretly enjoy the attention she was lavishing on him. He thought pregnancy made her look more beautiful than ever. He made the "mistake" of telling her that and that's when she pounced on him.

Ginger finished her make-up and stood up. "Okay I'm ready. How do I look?"

"Forget it." said the Professor. "I'm not falling for that again."

Ginger glared at him and he ignored that by taking her hand and leading out of the hut and to the party.

Mrs. Howell greeted them. "Oh good you are here." She said to the couple.

"I apologize for our tardiness." said the Professor.

"I don't. " Ginger said under her breath.

"Please enjoy the party!" exclaimed Mr. Howell. "Tomorrow you get to head back home!"

"Looking forward to it." said Ginger.

She took her husband's arm and they joined Mary Ann and Gilligan in dancing.

Mary Ann was enjoying being in Gilligan's arms. "This is so nice isn't it?" She asked of him. "So..romantic.." She added bravely.

"Yeah it is." He agreed gazing into her eyes. "Mary Ann...You look...pretty...Very pretty."

"Thank you Gilligan. You look very dashing." She smiled.

Ginger cozied up close as she could to the Professor. She was glad they were going home but she wished the others were coming to. She was going to miss them all. Whether or not she would see them all again remained to be seen. The Howells were a possibility as they did own a home in Beverly Hills. The Skipper...she wasn't sure. Mary Ann she was going to make sure she stayed in touch with. She had become her best friend in the world. No way she was losing contact with her.

Ginger wanted her there for the birth of her babies. And to be their godmother although she hadn't told her that yet. She wasn't sure if she was going to back to Kansas. Ginger suspected she would to of course see her family and friends.

A part of her was going to miss being able to gossip with her late at night in their hut. Making little jokes about the Professor and how serious he was about everything. Ginger had joked about how impossible it would be to get him in a romantic situation and Mary Ann had laughed saying if anyone could, it would be her Ginger. Well Mary Ann turned out to be right. She rested her head against his shoulder.

Scott watched Mary Ann dancing with Gilligan. He felt a little jealous. He wished it was him but knew there was no way in the world that Mary Ann was ever going to look at him the way she was looking at Gilligan. I guess that's that. He thought to himself.

Determined not to bring himself down more, he walked over to Mrs. Howell asking her to dance. She gladly accepted.

Edward sifted through the records that the Skipper had out. "Good stuff here." He remarked.

"Sure is." agreed The Skipper.

"My dad loved Sinatra." smiled Edward.

"Loved?"

"He died two years ago." explained Edward. "You know he was the reason I joined the Marine. He was one himself. He told me so many stories...I knew that is what I had to do. So I enlisted. I don't regret it for a minute."

Skipper smiled. "I'm a Navy man myself."

"Oh yeah?" said Edward. "That's great. You going to back to it after you get back home?"

The Skipper shrugged. "I'm not sure...I think I may go back to doing what I was doing. Charter tours. I know it sounds crazy having ended up shipwrecked here but..I love the sea."

"You know." said Edward putting the records down. "One of my superior officers has a friend who owns a charter tour business. He is looking for a new captain for one of his ships."

"Wow..you think that I could get the job?"

"I'll talk to him."

"Oh thank you. That would be great."

Edward looked at the others. "You got quite a group here."

"Yes certainly do."

"And Gilligan is quite a character."

The Skipper laughed. "He most certainly is."

After the party

Gilligan escorted Mary Ann back to her hut. They stood outside holding hands.

"I had a wonderful time Gilligan." She said.

"Me too." replied Gilligan. "Good night Mary Ann."

"Good night."

Gilligan stood there for a few seconds gazing at her. Slowly, he moved closer. His eyes still on her, he leaned closer and his lips gently touched hers in a soft kiss. Mary Ann closed her eyes giving into his sweet kiss.