The heat was uncomfortable and she pulled her hand away. "Ow! Bug, what are you doing?" She cupped his jaw in her hands, looking at him nervously. "Calm down, Sam. What's wrong?" "It'll be the last thing I do in this body, Sam. Mark my words."
"No! Get out of my head! Get out of my head you monster!" Small flames appeared in his hands and he didn't reply to her.
She looked up at him with an expression that would feel terribly familiar to him. "Sam, please," she said fearfully, eyeing him nervously. "Please just... just calm down." "See? She's scared of you. That wasn't me. That was you."
"This is your fault!" he yelled. "I'm going to get you out!" His arms were consumed by flames and he raised his hands slowly.
She backed away, her eyes wide with fear. He would be able to see that she was shaking. "Please... please don't do this..." "How many people are you going to hurt with this?"
"No one. I'm not like you. I just need to be noticed and keep people away." He formed a ring of fire around himself, trying to force his body onto its knees.
Eden whimpered, her eyes full of tears. "I... I'll be back, okay? I... I promise. Just hold on, okay?" She took to the air and began shepherding the younger fairies away from the area. "You want to burn, Sam? I'll do it."
"Everything will burn, Sam. Everything." The fire around him started to pick up, crawling across the landscape.
They struggled for several minutes before he would feel a gentle hand on his jaw, lifting his face up. "I get it," Eden said, breathless, staring into his eyes, her golden ones glowing in the smog. "You're not my Sam, are you? You've taken my Sam."
The spirit fell silent and it seemed to serve as an answer to her. She raised one hand and a golden glow rose from her palms. "Get out of his body, you *squee!*ing snake." And with that, he would the spirit leave him once more, his senses returning to him and the red glow leeched out of him into Eden's outstretched hand.
Eden cupped the spirit in her hands, taking a deep breath and slowly beginning to crush it between her palms, the glow growing brighter and brighter before it sparked and vanished altogether. She blinked, her shoulders shaking, and knelt down next to Sam, her hand on his jaw. "Hey... hey... it's okay, you're okay..."
"It's okay," she said, although he would feel that she was shaking too. "It's okay. You're okay. C'mere. It's okay."
