"Becca? Becca you there?" I said into the phone. A crackle sounded and then I heard her voice.

"Yeah Kris, it's me. Find anyone?"

"Actually, yeah, two guys. Jack and Locke." I lowered my voice, "I don't think Locke likes me. He's kinda mean."

Becca laughed into the phone, "Hey, do they know a guy named Sayid?"

Jack heard what Becca said and moved next to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes. "Yeah," I told her, "They know him." Jack looked back at Locke and then placed his hand in front of me. I handed him the phone.

"Sayid, Sayid are you okay? Where have you been?" Jack paused, "Everyone thought you had died, you had Kate in tears."

Sayid took the phone from where Becca was and answered in a hoarse voice, "Sorry Jack. I needed to get away, after what I did to Sawyer. I promised myself I wouldn't do that to anyone ever again, and I broke my promise. I couldn't face anyone."

"I know Sayid. Just come back okay. Everyone is so worried, and we have bad news."

"What is it?"

"Claire's missing. Charlie and her were taken by Ethan, he killed Charlie, but we were able to revive him." Jack paused and I noticed tears starting to well up in his eyes. "Are you okay?"

"I...lets wait until I see you to tell you what happened to me. Do you have a girl with you too?" Sayid asked curiously.

"Yeah. They're pretty amazing aren't they?" Jack said as he smiled at me. I smiled back and he handed me the phone.

"Becca? Does Sayid have enough energy to get back to the camp?"

"Yeah, that's what he's saying, though I'd like to say different. He's in really bad shape. He can barely walk."

"Well, meet us at the beach. That way Jack and Locke can help with him." I looked back at where Jack and Locke were talking. "Something's going on here. These people have been through a lot, and now it sounds as if everyone's not as friendly as we thought."

Becca rubbed her forehead, "Yeah, I know what you mean. Sayid was really afraid of me, thought I was someone else. Kris, I think he was tortured."

I fell silent on the other end of the line. Things were wacko on this island and I wanted to find out why. "Are you okay?"

"Me? I'm fine. Weslar is being the protector as always. They're taking the message from our moms way too seriously."

"Yeah, but if Bosco wasn't there when Locke had me against a tree, I could be really hurt by now. Well, let's head for the beach, we can talk more there."

"Gotcha. See you there." She hung up and turned to Sayid. "Well, to the beach. You sure you can make it?"

"Yes. I've been hurt worse." Sayid told her confidently.

"All right, Wes, watch out for any sign of danger." Becca smiled as her dog barked in reply and obediently trotted after her.

Back in our part of the woods...

I was getting a little dizzy now, and Bosco knew it. He ran to my side so I could steady myself. I patted him on the head and he wagged his tail. Jack and Locke were ready to get to the beach, so I followed Locke. Jack walked behind us as if to watch out for me. Around fifteen minutes later, my vision started to blur. I was blinking constantly trying to rid myself of the cloudy vision. Bosco started to whine a short while later. My legs felt weak and I started to fall, but I didn't hit the ground. Jack caught me.

"Kris, right?" He asked. I nodded. "It's at least four more miles until we reach the beach, and you're suffering from dehydration and blood loss. I don't think you'll be able to make it. If you call of your dog, I could carry you the rest of the way."

I looked down at Bosco who whined at me. "Bosco, let him be." Bosco wagged his tail as Jack approached him. He scratched behind his ears and I smiled.

"Come on Kris. Let's get you to that beach." I felt Jack lift me up and I rested my head on his chest. For the first time since I've been on the island, I felt safe.

As for Becca and Sayid...

"You know for a tough guy, you sure complain a lot." Becca told him.

"I do not. You try getting stabbed in the leg and getting electrocuted in one day. You can't tell me that you wouldn't complain." Sayid said softly, still keeping a slight grin on his face.

"Okay, you got me there. Sorry. Are we almost there?"

"Yes. Up in the clearing ahead. Only about five minutes."

"Sayid?"

"Yes, Becca. It is Becca?"

"Yeah, I think you're okay. You seem like a great guy, why do you punish yourself so?"

"Because, I was the one to get information from people in the wars. In our country, torturing was our way. Until I didn't do what they asked any more, and it all changed."

"Well, I don't really care what a person's past is, only what they plan to do to change it in the future."

Sayid looked at Becca and smiled, "Thank you for that little bit of hope."