You know, I have to admit that during the attempted drowning, my thoughts went something like this:

Wow, these people SUCK for not helping! They deserve to die. Where's Sayid? Here he comes - with Sawyer?!?. NICE TACKLE, SAYID! What took them so lo- oh, handcuffs. That's what took them so long. Here comes the fic...

Dimples of Doom, indeed. Verra nice ficlet.

The feedback, it rambles, and so it must end.