AN: This chapter is dedicated to all the devout MAG fans out there! It's the one I know everyone's been waiting for and I REALLY hope I didn't screw it up! As always read and review!

In the time we've been stranded we've had our shares of dangers and fears. Nothing compared to what happened a few hours ago.

Gilligan had gone into convulsions and afterwards his heart had stopped! It took a few minutes before the Professor could bring him back to us!

Now I sit here and dab his forehead with a cool cloth while everyone else tries to calm down from the scare! His breathing is shallow now and I'm scared!

He's my best friend. He's the sweetest, most gentle boy I've ever known! This…this sickness is killing him…after everything he's been through…

I can't fight the tears that come to my eyes. My heart is shattering into a million pieces as I look at his handsome face for what might be the last time. My mind flashed back to all the good times we had together. I love being around Gilligan. He's so different than any other boy I've ever met. He's so kind and caring. His way with animals amazes me. I'll never forget how he charmed that lion!

I love his laugh. It's so contagious. His smile is adorable. His eyes glow with innocent wonder that no one else on this earth has.

Living on this island without him…I can't imagine it! We would all lose hope of ever getting rescued and we'd grow bitter and hateful to each other!

"Gilligan?" I ask quietly and wait for any response. Nothing just like the last week or so. The Professor said he could hear us. "Gilligan it's me Mary Ann. Oh Gilligan you have to come back to us! We love you! We need you!"

I burst into tears and cover my face with my hands. Images flash through my mind of our time here on this island. Most of my memories…the good ones…involve sweet Gilligan. Our butterfly hunts…him helping me with the laundry…holding his arm as we walk along the beach…carrying me after I hurt myself on his anteater trap…Mrs. Howell trying to set us up on a date…

I blush at that. Upon realizing what had happened his honor made him be truthful with me and I do really appreciate it. He didn't want to lead me on. He didn't want to hurt me.

But then I smile softly as I remember what he did do the next day. Gilligan had been gone all day and later I found a crown of colorful feathers and flowers woven together. Along with it were a few pages of a story about "Princess Mary Ann" that could only come from Gilligan's imagination. I cherish those items to this day and even Ginger was impressed at the thoughtfulness.

I realized then that Gilligan cared deeply for me but he was too shy to say anything. He would do little things to let me know he would always be there for me. In return I did the same with the occasional coconut crème pie and whatever I could think of. We still do it.

When I hit my head and thought I was Ginger I was horrified at how I had acted around him. His response? He was just glad that I was back and that he said that I was perfect just the way I was. He took my hands in his own, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I was the sweetest, kindest, and most beautiful girl he'd ever met and that one day my prince charming would come and take me to his palace to live happily ever after.

He has no idea that he's the prince I want. I try to tell him that but…well every time I want to something happens. It's either a failed rescue or one of his infamous accidents but it gets me angry with him and I wind up hurting him instead with my words.

I wince and sigh as I hold his hand. The expression "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" is one hundred percent baloney. Words DO hurt. He just became better at hiding them throughout the years.

After Kinkaid left he finally broke and told us off before running away. It had been an uphill climb to get him out of that depression and to convince him that we loved him…and yet I still couldn't tell him I loved him as more than a friend.

I couldn't tell him I was in love with him. It wasn't time.

Now time is against us…against me. I have to tell him. I have to let him know…

I look at him as I bring his hand to my mouth and kiss it. "Gilligan, there's something I have to tell you. I…I love you as more than a friend. I fell in love with you a long time ago. You mean more to me than anyone else in the whole world. Oh Gilligan you're the prince I want! You're the happy ever after I want!"

I sniff and cry as I lean over and kiss him on the mouth. I pull away and sigh in disappointment as I sit back down. I hug his hand over my heart and begin to pray and beg and plead for him to not be taken!

Then something happens that makes my eyes fly open and stare at him. Something happens that makes me stop crying. Something happens that makes me break into a smile.

His limp fingers had curled around my hand. His weak grip clasps my hand with strength from someone who has been fighting a long and hard battle and finally begins to win the war.

He heard me. He knows and when he gets better I'm not waiting any longer. WE aren't going to wait any longer!

My prince charming…my white knight…my sailor…my sweet Gilligan is fighting for his life.

For the first time in a long time I feel full of hope.

The man I need may finally be coming home!

AN: All that's left now is Gilligan's chapter and maybe an epilogue.