Ed pov
I was taken to the hospital in rush from casy's house. The ambulance had a few nurses who helped with my head wound and gave me some water to flush out the smoke in my lungs. I don't remember much else though. It was black and fuzzy as I had lost a lot of blood. I might have blacked out because the next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital room. A real hospital room, not like the one I was in for god knows how long. Too long, that's for damn sure.
My head hurt a little less and I reached to touch my temple. I felt bandages. The doctors probably sewed the cut and bandaged it while I was asleep. I realized I was also wearing a hospital gown rather than my burnt prisoner clothes from the hell I escaped. They were probably more of a mess than I was at the moment. My hair was still a wavy knotty clump. My entire body seemed to be covered in new burns. (I well admit the pain they were giving me was exquisite!) my body was still covered with soot and I hurt all over from the fighting and the over exhaustion of my weakened body.
Despite all this I tip my head back and laugh. I was actually out and I had actually kill them...god it felt so nice to be free of those idiots and the hospital. The pain was worth it just for this moment of bliss. God I've never felt so giddy. It's like I was a giggly schoolgirl about to speak to her crush.
I than stopped dead when I heard the door open. In walked an older man. He had graying hair and was little bit on the pudgy side.
"Ah you're awake Edana," he said with a smile. He sat in a swivel chair next to my bed.
"How are you feeling?"
"Other than the pain, I'm very happy right now."
"Well I'm glad to here, I should probably tell you about your injuries because you have many," he says as he looks at a clipboard he's holding. He goes through some notes mumbling to himself. He writes a few things than looks up at me again.
"You had a deep gasp in the back of your head, you lost a lot of blood so you had to get a transfusion. Thankfully whatever hit you didn't crack your skull. That was lucky," he said still reading off his notes.
"Yes very lucky."
"And you also have plenty of horrible third degree burns, so we-" after this I kinda zoned out. I know I was cut, bruised, burnt, etc. I didn't need a list. He continues and I mostly tune him out. He finishes and looks up at me.
"Due to some of your more severe injuries you'll probably have to stay for a few days," he finished. I nod. He gets up from the chair.
"I'll let you rest now. Feel better Edana," he waves as he walks out. I sigh as he leaves. I lay back in the bed, my head is still pounding. Lucky it's lessened but the pain meds I'm on. The doctor said something about that also about ointment for my burns. I don't really care about healing them of obvious reasons and I already know it's just going to scarred so why try. All that matters was I had won.

Casy came to visit me the next day. I was watching the news to see when my work would make another appearance when my nurse came in. she told me I had a guest and I instantly knew who it was. The small boy walks into the room with his meek smile. The nurse walkd out and he closed  the door. His smile faded. He walked to my bed side.
"I saw what you did..." he said so quiet I barely heard him. I smiled at him.
"Isn't it amazing...that that house was once walls and a roof and now...it's nothing...all it took was a small flame..." I said with a smile.
"Ed stop that! You're scaring me. You aren't a monster...so why do you keep hurting people?" He seems like he's on the verge of a meltdown.
"Cause I enjoy it...cause casy...I don't care about anyone or anything but my flames." He looked at me in shock and choked out something.
"You don't care about even m-me..." he looked desperate for me to say yes. To tell him that he was the only person I cared about. I wanted to laugh in his face...but I still needed to use him.
"Oh casy..." I held his face in my hands. "Of course I care about you...you're my only friend..." I lied. My only friend was fire and I really wanted to laugh at him and tell him how he was just a pawn. But I couldn't. I well admit I wish I did to the the look of heartbreak on his face.
His eyes lit up as I told him that lie. He smiled.
"Your my best friend too Ed but...you can't keep hurting people-"
"I won't"
"You promise?" He gave me a puppy dog look. I hated him even more for ever doing that face.
"I promise."
He held out his pinkie and we crossed our pinkies. As we did I crossed my fingers behind my back. After all he's just my puppet for now. Do you make promises to your play things that you intend to keep?