Rebekah burst into Sayid's shelter. She put her suitcases down in the first spot she could find and opened the one containing her few clean clothes. She undressed and pulled on a new pair of jeans and T-shirt, then shut the suitcase and hurried off in the direction of Sawyer's shelter. When she got there, she found him in his usual position: sitting with his back against his shelter, reading one of his scavenged books.

"Sawyer."

Sawyer looked up from his book and slid his glasses down his nose. "Well hello Curly Q's, how might I be of your service today."

"I need condoms."

Sawyer grinned. "Oh, so it's true what they say about you and Ali. Things're heating up then?…"

"Just give me them."

"Now why would I do that?" Sawyer removed his glasses and leaned forward.

"Because I need them."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Aw come on, I'm gonna need a better reason than that."

"Fine, I'm going to give myself to Sayid. Now give me them."

Sawyer shook his head and stood up. "'Fraid I can't do that."

"Why?"

"I don't think he deserves you, or anyone."

Rebekah finally snapped. "Give me the damn condoms!"

She tried to get past Sawyer and to his stash, but Sawyer grabbed her and yanked her in front of him. All Rebekah could manage was to scream a "HELP!" before Sawyer had her crushed under him on the ground, her hands pinned above her head and torso pinned firmly to the ground, hard enough to bruise, which it did, and Sawyer's mouth crushed to hers, preventing her from making any more sounds. Rebekah struggled the best she could, with only her legs free, to no avail.

Soon however, though it seemed an eternity, she was freed. Sayid, Jack, and Jin, who had just returned with a load of wood, had come running to her rescue. Jack and Jin had Sawyer sitting and roughly pinned and gagged against a tree while Sayid was on his knees holding Rebekah in his arms. She was sobbing, bleeding, and ashamed. She brought a hand to her lips and touched them in disgust. She felt like she was going to throw up. She did. When she was done, Jack walked over to her with a wet rag he had ran for and started wiping the blood and vomit off her.

Sayid held her until she stopped shaking, then he stood and went to stand in front of Sawyer, who had his hands tied behind him and to the tree.
"You're an animal." Sayid snarled.

Sawyer mumbled something and Sayid bent down and removed his gag. "Say that again."

"Seems I am," Sawyer sassed, "And so are you, only you're an Iraqi one. Why don't you torture me for some condoms, so you can go fuck your bitch?"

"Well," Sayid mused, "You are very conveniently already tied to a tree, but it would seem your stash is right over there, unprotected, so you won't get any such pleasure from me today."

Rebekah had felt some strength return to her when she heard Sawyer's last sentence. A lot actually. She pushed Jack away and swiftly walked in front of Sawyer. "You will get some from me though." With that, she kicked Sawyer hard in the face, receiving a satisfying 'thack'.