It was midmorning when Viktor landed on the island. He hid the boat and made his way up the familiar path towards the castaways camp.
Only to feel a blade against his back! He put up his hands in submission. "I mean no harm. I am looking for someone."
"I know damn well who you're looking for Russian…"
Viktor could feel his heart pounding in his chest. "Skipper it is all misunderstanding. I just vant my Papa and ve vill leave."
The Skipper wrapped his arm around the Russian spy's neck and growled in a way that made him shiver. "Your father hurt Gilligan. You started this mess when you came here. I should have known you weren't my son."
Viktor gulped as he reached up and tried to pry the meaty arm from around his neck. "Please let us go…"
"Oh I'll let you go alright…!" He flung the Russian spy against a tree and met his eyes as he pinned him there and raised a fist ready to deliver a beating to teach Vlad a lesson!
He hesitated when he saw the fear. He didn't see a Russian spy. He saw Gilligan.
This wasn't right. He wasn't Vlad Romanov. He was Jonas Grumby and Jonas Grumby didn't hurt anybody that didn't deserve it.
This kid didn't. From what Gilligan had said his Russian spy double had only knocked him out and tied him up...even stayed with him until he woke up.
Viktor let out a breath. "Papa always had a temper. He never hurt me but if I hurt he goes after da one dat hurt me. Please understand."
The Skipper let out a breath. "I understand. You're coming with me first.' He roughly grabbed the Russian's arm and pulled him to camp. Once there Viktor found himself face to face with the other castaways!
"Egad! It's uncanny!" Mr Howell said looking from Viktor to Gilligan.
Viktor looked at Gilligan and frowned. "I am sorry Gilligan. Never meant harm."
Gilligan only nodded. "It's alright. Viktor right?"
He nodded. "Vhere is he?"
"In our jail, "the Professor said as he crossed his arms leveling a glare at the Russian. "He's unharmed."
Viktor looked from one castaway to the other. "I...expected worse…"
"We're not monsters," Skipper said. His voice dark as he restrained himself from beating the Russian into a bloody pulp.
"Believe me I know. Discovered dat when I first came." Viktor looked at each of them. "I am sorry for all trouble."
"You made us think Gilligan had gone crazy!" Roy growled. "We were all angry with him! Because of you he was berated for something he had no control over!"
Viktor's eyes hardened before he stood up. "Not like it has not happened before! I had intel on Gilligan before I came! When I got here and took his place I learned how he is treated! First thing I vanted to do was hug my Papa!"
"What's that supposed to mean?!" Ginger demanded.
"He does not yell at me all the time! He does not look at me like I am a dog!" the Russian growled. He looked at Gilligan. "Do not put up with it any longer!"
Gilligan looked at him. "Listen…it's not as bad as you think."
Viktor frowned. "Your Skipper is de worst offender."
"Now hold on!" Skipper growled.
Gilligan held up a hand to stop him. "Misunderstandings happen all the time. I'm not exactly perfect. No one is. I'm clumsy. I make a lot of mistakes. It's easy to place the blame on me."
Viktor crossed his arms. "You make it easy. You are too kind. You need to speak."
The first mate frowned before looking away.
VIktor frowned as his eyes turned soft. "Vorld needs more people like you. Be better place."
Gilligan blushed at the compliment before shooting the spy a small smile. "Come on. Lets get you back to your family."
They all walked to the jail silently.
Vlad looked up upon hearing footsteps. When he saw his son he jumped up to the bars. "Viktor…?!"
VIktor went over and grasped his father's hands. "Da Papa. I am here. I am safe."
The Skipper sliced through the vine with the machete and watched as the door flew open allowing father and son to reunite in a tight embrace. They spoke in russian to each other but the castaways knew that the words being said were full of love.
After a moment Mary Ann spoke up. "Where will you go?"
Vlad looked at his son. "We cannot go back to Russia."
"We take boat and just sail. We get to land eventually," Viktor said.
"At least let us get you some food and water for your journey," Ginger said.
The two Russians looked at her in surprise and kept silent as the castaways helped them prepare for their departure. Once finished they stood at the lagoon.
Vlad looked at Gilligan. "I am sorry for harming you Gilligan. I truly am. You good boy."
Gilligan nodded in acceptance. "I forgive you. Take care of each other."
"Ve vill," Viktor said as he and his father got on their boat and sailed away from the island.
As they watched them go the Skipper put his arm around Gilligan and held him close vowing that from now on things would change for the better.
As for Vlad and Viktor they sailed for weeks before landing in South America and began their new life never to separated again.