A/N I know it's been awhile since this was updated but I had a horrible case of I don't know what to write. I finally manged to write a new chapter and I hope you like it. Again I am stating if you leave a guest review, I'm not reading it. I do not read guest reviews. Trolls can go troll someone else. I have no time for your hate. Thank you.
Ginger and the Professor were sitting by one of the palm trees enjoying the gentle breeze and the warm sunshine. Ginger was wrapped up against her husband with a smile on her face amazed that she was carrying her beloved Roy's child. She sure came a long way from Hollywood that is for sure. The redhead looked back at her husband. "Darling this is incredible."
"What is?" He asked kissing the top of her head.
"You and me." Ginger replied. "The fact that you love me. I have a real love. A grown up love."
"Grown up love?" The Professor repeated confused.
"Yes. A grown up love." Ginger said. "Love was so different in Hollywood. It was never actually about love to be honest. It was more about who could do what for you or your image. Looking good on someone's arm. Plastic and fake people who couldn't care less about what you are all about. Sometimes it wasn't even about that."
"What do you mean." He asked curious.
"I mean sometimes it was more about someone getting a kick out of it. Thinking it is funny that someone "scored" with a certain someone." She sighed. "I hated that."
The Professor kissed her again and held her closer. "Any particular reason?" He inquired.
Ginger was silent for minute before answering. "Yes there is. When I started to gain more notoriety in Hollywood there were some awful rumors and stories swirling around about me. You see there this nice young man named Ben. He was a few years younger than me and he was very sweet. Ben worked in the movie studio. Basically was the one who got coffee for everyone, ran errands, you know that type of thing. I recall one day he came to my dressing room to bring me my water and he accidentally spilled it on the costume I was to wear on the set. He felt awful and apologized a thousand times. I didn't have the heart to be angry with him. I told him it was okay. Anyway we got to talking and he told me that he wasn't going to be an errand boy forever. He had big dreams. He wanted to own his own movie studio and produce all the best movies in Hollywood."
The Professor smiled. "Sounds like quite a character." He said.
"He was." Ginger said. "He used to tell me that he would sign me to star in all the movies. There was never anything romantic between us. I thought of him as my kid brother and well he saw me as his big sister. You know he used to get tough with some actors who got a little too friendly with me." She said with a laugh.
"So what happened?" The Professor asked.
"People tried to turn our friendship into something it wasn't. They snickered about how I probably made "a man" out of Ben. Giggled thinking it was hilarious. They got a big thrill out of thinking there was more to our relationship. Turned it into something salacious. They found enjoyment out of believing I was just some ditzy bimbo seducing all males. I think they got off on it." She frowned. "I'm not that. I never was."
"I know you aren't." The Professor said squeezing her tight. "I know you are the most loving caring woman in the world."
"Ben was embarrassed by these stories. He barely spoke to me. It wasn't that he was angry at me or anything, he just didn't like being the subject of those ridiculous stories." Ginger explained. "We would still talk but it wasn't like before. I think he was afraid someone would think the stories were true and he just couldn't handle it. Ben eventually moved to New York. He landed a swell job on Broadway. He wrote to me a few months later saying he was sorry he let the rumors to get to him. And he told me all about this wonderful girl he met. Her name was Carrie. I don't know if they married or not. I lost touch with him after I got more busy in Hollywood. I was planning on going to visit him after I got back from Hawaii."
"I see. Well maybe if we ever do get rescued, we can perhaps track him down. I would very much like to me this Ben." The Professor said.
"You would like him a lot." Ginger said. "I hope he did marry that girl Carrie. From what he told me of her she sounded like a sweetheart. It's nice he found a nice girl to love. He deserved that. Not disgusting innuendo that people snicker and giggle over. That's what really bothers me. People don't seem to care about real love anymore."
"I wouldn't say all people don't. I do. I care about real love a great deal."
Ginger turned her head smiling at her husband. "I know you do darling." She said placing a kiss on his lips. "But those people who like to snicker and gossip and get all giddy about a friendship between Ben and me don't. I don't understand it. Why do they have to act like that?"
"I'm not sure." The Professor said. "I suppose perhaps they never experienced what love is all about. They are too busy believing what is portrayed in movies and television. I'm not saying everything in the movies and television is like that."
"I know what you mean." Ginger replied. "There are some awful things in movies for sure. But you know that Paul says in the Bible, "Do you not know the wicked will not inherit the Kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: Neither the sexually immoral or idolaters nor adulterers nor male prostitutes nor homosexual offenders nor thieves nor the greedy nor the drunkards nor slanderers nor swindlers will inherit the Kingdom of God." I think it's pretty clear don't you? So why do they act like that?"
The Professor shrugged. "I'm not sure. I guess people have a belief that they know better. It's hard to explain but you know after that passage Paul does offer hope to them."
"I know." Ginger said. "He goes on to say. "And that's what some of you were. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God." The problem is that there are people dismiss this, don't care and don't wish to accept Jesus as their Lord and Savior. Why wouldn't you?"
The Professor smiled down at his wife. "You know my love I find it incredible that you are quite the Biblical scholar."
"You do?" She asked turning her head back towards him.
"Despite your Hollywood facade and the way you like to play the part of a beautiful seductive woman, you truly are an incredible woman." The Professor stated. "You deeply believe in what the Bible says. I never got to have these type of discussions with anyone."
"You didn't?" Ginger said surprised. "I would have thought with your vast knowledge of well everything…"
The Professor laughed. "Well I guess I shouldn't say I never had a discussion about the Bible however it was usually me defending what is in it. I would say about 80% of my colleagues were not firm believers. I found a majority of people in my field were agonist or atheists. They thought they could scientifically explain everything and they would get quite miffed when I would challenge them. Usually I gave up on trying to reason with them."
"I see." Ginger said. "Well maybe they came around and changed their thinking. You know that can happen."
He nodded. "That is true. It can. I would like to think that they did come to believe." His eyes took note of the way his wife's hair gently blew in the breeze and he thought it made her look more enchanting. "However at the moment, I am finding you my love to be more interesting than my boring colleagues."
Ginger giggled and turned herself to face him. "Really?" She said with her eyes sparkling. "Just how much more interesting."
"This interesting." He answered pulling her in closer and kissing her red lips. Ginger pressed as close as she could practically fusing herself to him. The amount of love she felt for him still was incredible to her. The kiss broke and she rested her head against him. "I love you darling." She said. "Promise me something."
"Anything." He said caressing her soft skin.
"Promise me no matter what you will never ever find another woman more beautiful than me. That you will never get bored with me." She said. "Promise me."
"My love that is promise that I will always keep." He said. "You know I will never want anyone but you. Why would you think otherwise?"
Ginger sighed. "I don't." She said. "It's just…well that stupid Erika…I know I know you did not love her, I get that. I don't have the slightest idea why any of you stupid men found that bimbo charming. It bothers me that…I know I'm being silly."
"Ginger." He said lifting her chin up with his finger. "I will never in my life stray from you. I will never look at another woman. I know that it bothers you that you almost lost me to that woman. I'm not going to ever allow you to feel that way again."
Ginger smiled. " I know you won't." She said. "I just like to hear it once in a while. I'm not trying to be insecure or anything. I just like knowing that I'm the only one who will ever turn your head."
"You are and you always will be. For the rest of my life. You are the best thing that ever happened to me."
She grinned. "Even better than that stupid Lisa." She said.
"Way better than that stupid Lisa." He answered kissing her lips. "You are far more charming and beautiful. She looks like one of the ugly stepsisters from Cinderella compared to you."
"So you are saying I'm the beautiful Cinderella?" She said her eyes shining, her hands going to the buttons on his shirt.
"Naturally." He said enjoying the way her hands were now touching his skin.
Ginger kissed his lips once more. "You are the handsome prince." She said. "I wouldn't have run away at midnight." She said her lips going to his again.
"I wouldn't have let you." He said returning her kiss.
Things got a little more heated before they decided to head back to their hut. It was an hour later, Ginger was happily snuggled against her husband, who was reading over one of his various texts about pregnancy. As much as she wished there was an actual medical doctor on the island, Ginger was confident her husband could handle it. He was the smartest man she knew. It was true she was nervous about the actual birth, but she had her adoring husband right by her side. Her hand went to her stomach and she smiled. A little bundle of joy she created with her darling Roy. Created out of love. A child created from the love she shared with the most wonderful man in the world. No other man's child did she want. Only Roy's. Sure she had talked a good talk about Cary Grant and Gregory Peck but they didn't compare to her incredible Professor. No one ever would. She recalled the earlier discussion with her husband about Ben and she began to wonder if he had a family now. She wished she had not lost contact with him. As much as she adored her older brother, Danny, she sometimes wished she had a younger brother to look after. Ben was exactly like that to her. She turned her head to her husband. "Darling."
"Yes my love." He said looking up from his text book. "What is it?"
"If we have a boy, would you mind if we named him Ben?"
The Professor smiled. "Not at all. I think that's a perfect name. Ben Hinkley."
"I like the sound of that." She said.
He set his book aside and put his arm around his wife. "You really do miss this Ben don't you?"
She nodded. "I do. I don't know why all of a sudden I do but I do. I miss a lot of people back in Hollywood. You know I did have some good friends there. It's just that Ben was special to me. You know what I mean?"
"I do." He said. "I actually feel that way about some of my students. I had a great bunch of kids that I cared about a great deal. I liked knowing that I helped shape their minds and they used to come to me for advice on one thing or another. They used to tell me that they felt I was more trustworthy than their other teachers."
"I can believe that." Ginger said. "You miss teaching?"
"I do. I enjoy my work at the lab but I do like knowing I am helping to educate the youth of America. Seeing the excitement on their face when the experiment they were working on was a success. I think if we were to be rescued, I would like to go back to that. However if that doesn't occur, at least I can pass my knowledge on to our son or daughter."
"There is no one better darling." Ginger said kissing him again.
The Professor pulled her back into his arms and his book fell to the floor and they wrapped themselves up in one other's arms.
Lagoon
Gilligan sat in his favorite fishing spot with his pole however fish was the last thing on his mind. What was on his mind was a certain pig-tailed farm girl from Kansas. The things he was feeling were new to him. Normally he would run from it but he couldn't do that this time and to be honest he didn't want to run anymore. Maybe it was time to stop running. Maybe he needed to just come clean and tell Mary Ann just how he felt. True there was that fear that she would not return his feelings but he had to take the chance. Didn't he? What if she didn't? Then what? What if she said she was flattered but she didn't see him the same way? He would feel stupid. And he couldn't avoid her. They were stuck on this island together. He would see her every day and he would have to live with knowing that she….but what if she did? What if she did like him the same way? It was all confusing to him. Sure things worked out for the Professor and Ginger but that was different. They were already in love with each other when the Minnow was still docked at the marina. On the other hand it did take them forever to fess up to what the other five already knew. Maybe it can be that way for him and Mary Ann. He stood up from his fishing spot and tossed the pole aside. He had to go talk to her. It was now or never.