A/N: Ok guys, here's the chapter you've all been waiting for – the island. Hope it'll satisfy you *grin* BTW, I'm soooooo sorry for not updating sooner but I have a good reason: I've had writer's block.

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Werewolf Hero – Hahaha yeah, he was getting on my nerves too but I needed competition for Ben, something to trigger his feelings. Edwin was the perfect solution

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Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10 or the 80's movie "The Blue Lagoon". But I do own Jim Muahahahah! :] Who said you can't own people? LOL

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"Ben! Gwen! No!" Max cried out, his hand outstretched to the ocean, as if trying to reach them with it. His shoulders sagged in defeat for the first time in many years as he watched the life raft drifting away into the ocean until there was no sight of it.

Edwin was faring no better as he watched the ocean take away a person most dear to him.

The worker who up until now stayed silent, spoke up, "sir, with due permission, I suggest we go report this to the captain. Perhaps he can be of assistance," he offered to Edwin.

Edwin looked at him grimly, but nodded his head, turning to face Max who was still watching the ocean, trying with all his might to locate the little life raft which carried his grandchildren. 'What am I going to tell their parents?' Max thought sadly.

"Mr. Tennyson, please come with me to the bridge; perhaps my grandfather can help the situation," Edwin offered in hopes of helping the man.

Max stared at the young man before him, so different from his own grandson, and nodded, giving one last glace towards the ocean where the children were last seen, before turning and starting towards the bridge of the ship, hoping against hope that his friend Donovan would be able to help find his grandkids.

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"Grandfather!" Edwin called out as he opened the door to the bridge.

Donovan, sensing the urgency and despair in his grandchild's voice hurriedly turned around to face three grim faces. He had a bad feeling. "What happened?" he inquired, rather a statement than a question.

Max looked at his friend, his face creasing with worry, his true age finally catching up with him. "Ben and Gwen have fallen overboard. We tried to bring them up, but they were swept away by the currents." Max recalled sadly.

Donovan stared at his friend, seeing him in this state meant it all. Max was not an easy man to shake like this; it took something truly horrible to bring him to this state.

Donovan took in a deep breath and spoke in a serious tone, "we will bring them back Max. Trust me that I will help bring them back. I will use all my resources to bring them back safe and sound."

Max looked at his friend, a small sad smile managing to make its way to his face, "Thank you my friend." He answered back.

Edwin looked at his grandfather. "Can't we send a chopper to search for them grandpa?" he questioned.

Donovan shook his head, "I'm afraid currently it's not possible son; the ship sustained some damage from these recent waves. We need to dock at the nearest port and fix some of the damage. But as soon as we are on land I'll send a chopper up to do a scan of the ocean to try and locate them." He cleared.

"How far are we from the nearest port, Donovan?" Max inquired, squaring his shoulders as hope started to return to him.

And for the first time since the beginning of the conversation Donovan smiled.

"One hour."

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Ben's first thought before he even opened his eyes was that he was hot and uncomfortable. Not to mention he was feeling very wet (get your minds out of the gutter people!). He could hear chirping of some birds in the distance and some other unusual sounds he couldn't recognize.

He slowly opened his eyes only to shut them tightly again, as they watered from the brightness of the sun shining above. 'Sun? But it was just evening, how come there's sun? And where am I?!' he thought to himself.

He opened his eyes once more, this time protecting them against the glare of the sun, and sat up slowly to survey his surroundings.

Ben turned his head trying to figure out where he was, but all he saw was open sea in front of him and very soon became aware that he was lying in warm soft sand. He turned his head in the other direction and for the first time noticed something that caused his heartbeat to accelerate.

'Gwen!' he thought in panic, and suddenly all that has happened came back to him in a split second; seeing Edwin kissing Gwen, he felt his hands clench in anger yet again at the memory, punching Edwin, falling into the water and being swept up and last managing to lift them both into a life raft that was swept up just before all went black.

He pulled himself up quickly, feeling a bit dizzy but quickly getting over it, and ran towards his cousin, hoping she was ok.

As Ben got to Gwen he fell onto his knees and started shaking her. Getting no sign he put his ear near her mouth to try and hear her breathing.

There was no sound.

Ben lost it. He tried racking his brain trying to figure out what to do, but with each passing second he was becoming more and more anxious.

All of a sudden he was hit with a flashback of a show he once watched out of boredom. The show was called 'Survival Skills' and there they showed a procedure to perform in case a person wasn't breathing, he didn't exactly remember what the procedure was called but luckily what he did remember was how to perform it.

It did make him uneasy though.

Ben quickly tilted Gwen's head backwards, and managed to open her mouth with a bit of force, he turned her head to the side as he saw water pour out of it. When there was no more water he hesitated for a moment before getting over his nervousness and pressed his lips to hers, it won't do him any good if Gwen dies because he's too nervous to do what's required of him in order to save her.

Ben did not dwell on the spark that he felt as their lips connected for the first time, but instead he breathed in and felt Gwen's chest become inflated under his hand.

Again he took a big breath this time and repeated his previous action, following with chest compressions.

He stopped for a moment trying to listen in hopes of hearing some sound of breathing, but no such luck.

Ben continued his ministrations yet Gwen's body remained unresponsive. 'Dammit Gwen, please breath, please don't leave me. Not again.' He thought as he continued the compressions, 'you're my dweeby cousin but you mean more to me than anyone else, I was jealous of Edwin because you spent all your time with him when he doesn't deserve your attention. Gwen please, please breath, please come back. I can't lose you. Not again, because I…' his train of thought cutting as he took another big gulp of air and pressed his lips one more time to his cousin's.

Ben hastily moved his face away as he felt a lurch from Gwen, who sat up suddenly, her eyes wide and frantic looking as she coughed up all the water that was in her lungs.

Ben watched her as she continued to cough and take in big gulps of air and simply smiled. At the moment, to him, there was nothing more beautiful than her.

As Gwen's coughs started to subside she looked around her and finally noticed Ben.

"Ben!" She called her voice breaking as her throat was still sore, and tried to stand up and go over to him. Unfortunately her body betrayed her as her legs collapsed under her and she fell back down. "Urgh!"

"Gwen!" Ben called worriedly as he neared her again and crouched down next to her, "Are you ok?" he inquired, his voice dripping with worry.

Gwen stared at him as she recalled the events that had transpired earlier that eve…wait what?! Gwen looked around in confusion at the settings of hot white sand, water and trees and 'sun?' she thought in confusion. 'How long was I out that it's already morning?'

The fiery-haired young woman turned her gaze back to her brown-haired cousin.

"Ben? Where are we? What happened? How long was I out?" Gwen looked at him, hoping he'd be able to shed some light upon their situation.

Unfortunately for her Ben was as clueless as her so he held no answers. He shook his head in sadness, "sorry Gwen, I have no idea where we are. Last I remember is I pulled us on top of a life raft and then it's all black until I woke up here. As to how long you were out of it? Same as me I guess, well sorta…" but Ben would not proceed from that point.

Gwen looked at him oddly. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Ben glanced at her quickly, his eyes lingering on her lips a second longer, before turning his gaze away.

Choosing not to pursue the subject further at this particular moment Gwen tried to reroute the conversation to a different one. She turned her gaze to the side opposite of Ben and noticed their life raft on the shore, the waves gently swaying it in the part of it which touched the water.

Suddenly, Gwen had a thought, "Hey Ben," she called. Ben snapped his head back towards her, a quizzical look on his face.

"Think there may be a communication device inside the raft?" she suggested. Ben grinned at her. "Maybe; think you have enough strength to walk and try to find out?" he said, his tone both challenging yet somewhat still worried.

Gwen glared at him went to flick his nose but he dodged. He stood up and offered her his hand; she simply stared at it and then turned her head away in defiance.

Ben rolled his eyes, "C'mon Gwen, I was just kidding. Stop acting like a dweeb."

Gwen huffed in annoyance but then sighed and accepted his hand tiredly, knowing she did require help right now, until she regained her strength. Gosh how she hated feeling helpless like this. She had martial arts, magic and brain power on her side and yet right now even the simple task of standing was requiring strength she did not possess at the moment.

As Ben pulled her up she stumbled and fell forward, alarmed she grabbed on to the closest thing there was – Ben's arms. Luckily Ben braced himself in case something like this happened so they didn't fall. However they did find themselves in a rather compromising position, what with Ben's arms around Gwen's shoulders to help steady her and make sure she didn't fall, and Gwen's hands resting on Ben's biceps. Both their faces extremely close to one another.

As both cousins stared at one another their heartbeats sky-rocketed and they gulped, not knowing what to do, their faces as red as they could possibly get.

The first to break the tension was Gwen who cleared her throat and muttered her thanks at Ben who nodded dumbly and released his grip as Gwen straightened up.

What Gwen noticed for the first time was that Ben seemed to have grown a bit taller, as he was passing her by a couple of inches. It seemed odd to her since the last time they were standing they've been the same height. But she decided to pay no heed to that and attributed it to a freaky growth spurt.

They began walking slowly towards the raft, Ben close to Gwen so that he could catch her in case she stumbled again, all the while sneaking glances at one another when the other person wasn't looking. They really hoped something there will help rescue them from wherever it was they were in.

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As the ship finally reached the port and docked, and after the passengers all dispersed to temporary hotels in the city, Donovan summoned a worker of his and along with Max, Edwin and the worker he headed towards the landing pad on the ship.

Donovan turned to Max, "Jim here will take you to the coordinates where the ship was when they disappeared, perhaps by a stroke of luck you'll see the raft there, but if not he'll take you wherever you ask. I pray to god you'll find them, and I'll assist you in any way I can. I will try and send the coast guard as soon as I can so they'll search for them by sea, but it may take time and the weather isn't really looking to be in our favor to say the least." He pointed out as they looked at the cloudy, darkening sky.

Max nodded, "I appreciate all your help Donovan, but we must hurry, time is of the essence." Max ended urgently and boarded the chopper along with Jim.

Edwin stayed behind, looking guilty 'it's my fault they were out there in the first place. I hope he can find them. I wouldn't forgive myself if not.' Out loud he shouted, over the sound of the helicopter's blades, "Good luck, I really hope they're alright."

Max nodded at him gratefully "thanks son, I hope so too." and then they were off.

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed it, I foresee many great things in our couple's future XD

BTW, if you think Ben and Gwen are OOC (not to mention Max) that's because they are, in a way. I mean they've been through things that tend to change a person, not to mention they're growing up (in more ways than one *wink* no, I'm not telling).