Home. Finally. After 3 years on the island the seven castaways were finally bound for home! Ginger was in her hut packing up her belongings, carefully placing her expensive pumps in her suitcase. Imagine having a Naval ship find them on their little island. The captain of the ship, Captain Jack Mackelroy, turned out to be an old friend of the Skipper. The two men had served together years ago. He even remembered Gilligan because he had a niece who had thought the young sailor was cute and tried to kiss him once. Tried is the operative word. The poor girl went to give him a kiss on the lips and the sailor's eyes went wide and he took off. Megan was left there on the deck of the ship bewildered. She had been livid for two days before her uncle convinced her to let it go. There were other men out there for her.

Now the uncle of that girl finds the seven of them and they were on their way home. Captain Mackelroy allowed the castaways to contact their families to let them know they were safe and sound. A few of the sailors on board had eyed Ginger but she ignored them. One tried asking her out but she declined.

Mary Ann had been surprised by that. She thought for sure Ginger would be grinning ear to ear that handsome sailors were at her feet. Well she was wrong. Ginger didn't want any of those navy men. She snapped her suitcase shut and set it down on the floor. Her eyes turned to the door of the hut and she knew what she had to do. This could not continue on and she needed to put an end to it. No more dancing around the obvious.

Taking a deep breath she walked to the door and pushed it opened. She closed it behind her and walked over to a nearby hut. She paused and peeked inside seeing it was occupied. Taking another deep breath, she pushed the door open and ventured inside. She watched as the Professor was folding up his shirts up and placing them in his suitcase. After a second or two she spoke. "Why don't we get married?"

The Professor paused in his work and turned his head to see the redhead movie star standing there. He dropped the shirt he had been folding and spun around to face her. "Married?" He said taken by surprise. He didn't expect that.

"Yes. Married." Ginger said walking towards him. "I think we should get married. I'm tired of this."

"Tired of what?" The Professor asked still stunned.

"Tired of dancing around what we both know. You think I don't know that you love me? I know perfectly well that you do. And it's not a secret that I love you Professor. So let's just stop pretending already." Ginger said firmly.

"You think I love you?" He stated folding his arms.

"Of course you do." Ginger said advancing towards him. "It's wasn't just physical Professor. It was more and you know it."

The Professor briefly looked down at the floor before lifting his eyes back to her. "Actually I didn't know." He confessed. "I thought perhaps it was just physical."

"What are you talking about?" Ginger asked. "Why would you think that?"

"I didn't mean for you." He explained. "I meant for me."

"For you? You thought it was physical for you? Ginger said confused. "What gave you that idea?"

"Ginger you know that I know nothing about love." He sighed. "When it comes to that subject I'm in the dark. I have no knowledge about romance. But when you would kiss me…I felt something. I felt emotions that I didn't know I could feel. No one ever kissed me the way you did. Not once. I rarely…maybe a few times in my life did I experience a kiss from a female but nothing like what you would do. Your lips would touch mine in a deep passionate smoldering kiss. Twice you did this. And I have to admit that I enjoyed it both times. I didn't feel those feelings when those women kissed me. So I thought to myself the reason I felt what I did with you is because I was physically attracted to you. I couldn't help but return your kiss each time. For the movie I found that I didn't want to let go of you and wanted to continue further. After it was over I began to think it was just because I believed you to be a beautiful woman and I just wanted you in that way."

"Do you still think that?" Ginger asked. "Is that all I was to you? You just want to get me into your bed?"

"Yes and no." He admitted. "Yes I do wish to have you I won't lie but it wasn't for that reason. I wanted to be the only one who gets to…have you. I came to the conclusion that the reason I felt that way is because I must love you. The thought of you going back to Hollywood and be surrounded by those men makes me crazy. The idea of one of them touching you..I'll be honest it makes my skin crawl. I want it to be me. I want to be the one by your side."

Ginger smiled. "Professor what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I agree with you." He replied. "I think we should get married."

"Professor." Ginger said throwing her arms around him. "I love you. I love you so much. I want you to know that it was always you. Always."

"It was always you for me Ginger." He said holding her tight.. "Never anyone else. Just you. I can't go back home and forget about you. There is no way I could ever forget you."

"Professor I can't go back to Hollywood and forget about you." She said pulling away tears in her eyes. "I never could remember?"

The Professor smiled. "You referring to the eye of the idol? When you realized you couldn't leave me and stated Hollywood could wait."

"Well it could." Ginger said wiping her tears. "You are more important to me. Yes of course I want to be back in the spotlight in Hollywood. I love acting but I love you more. I want a life with you. I couldn't bear to not have you be a part of my life." Ginger sniffed. "You think I'm being overdramatic don't you?" She said with a smile.

"I think you are being you." He said gently kissing her forehead. "And I love you and your dramatic self." The Professor then pulled her back to him. "I know this won't be easy. Us being together would be big news in Hollywood. Everyone would be asking questions and following us around snapping our picture. And I'm sure some of your Hollywood friends may not approve of me."

"Who cares?" Ginger said resting her head against him. "They don't get to dictate my love life. I want you as my husband and if they don't like it, well no one asked for their opinion and no one cares what their opinion is. I love you and to hell with anyone who doesn't like it."

"You are right." He said caressing her back. "It doesn't matter what anyone else says. I love you and you love me. Other people's opinions about our relationship mean nothing."

Ginger looked up at him. "So does this mean you will marry me?"

He placed a kiss on her lips. "You know the man is the one who is supposed to do this."

"So why don't you?" Ginger grinned.

"Okay." He said taking her hand in his. He got down on one knee and Ginger giggled.

The Professor gently kissed her hand and looked up at her and said. "Ginger Grant, I love you. Will you marry me?"

"Yes Professor!" Ginger declared. "I will! I will!"

The Professor stood up taking her back into his arms and kissing her lips with passion.

Ginger let go and smiled at her new fiancé. "Can I call you Roy?"

"Absolutely." He said.

"Roy do you think your friends in Ohio will like me?" She asked.

"I think they will adore you. You are a charming beautiful woman. And if by some chance they don't feel that way, I really don't care. Nothing is going to stop me from marrying you. Nothing."

Ginger kissed him once more and they left the hut hand in hand to go tell the others of their news.