Small pellets of hot water beat down on Sawyer body. His head rested against the shower wall. Willing the voice from his head, of all the times for his illness to act up it had to be now. Shaking his head and began washing. After few minutes he heard Jasmine at the door. Sighing he rinsed off. Stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel quickly drying off. He was about to open the door when the voice came again. Edmond could not find Jasmine’s bottle. Might as while have some more fun with soldier boy, Edmond thought.<br/><br/>“You really think she wants a broken man. A loser who hears voices.” Edmond smiled staying invisible taunting Sawyer. Laughing at the fact that Jasmine cursing him for keeping her from Sawyer. Laughing at Sawyer as tried to ignore him.  “A man that cries and screams while he sleeps at night because of a little dream. Like a little child. You are weak.” Edmond sneered.<br/><br/>Evil delight danced in his eyes. Watching Sawyer shacked his head while saying no. “Beside who to say that she not acting.Pretending to care. Because no one wants a loser.” Edmond let that sink in. Watching Sawyer curse.<br/><br/>“ You do know that she likes have her power. That’s why she doesn’t want to give up her freedom. Because if she did she wouldn’t have any powers. Your just a play thing to have sex with.”<br/><br/>“ Get the fuck out of my head.” Sawyer yelled. Collapsing on the floor ,Edmond felt a huge push. Smiling he went back to Sara apartment. Pleased with the turmoil he created in Jasmine and Sawyer life. Along moment passed. At long last Jasmine voice, caught his attention . Curing him as he heard the tears in her voice. For the apologizing for pushing him. Something she didn’t do. Wrapping a towel around his waist. Unlocking the door and opening. Surprised when he didn’t find Jasmine on the other side.  Looking around and not seeing her.<br/><br/>Sighing he padding to his room. Reaching behind the mirror that sat on his dresser, grasping the chain that had Jasmine’s bottle on it.  She had insisted that they should hide it. Sighing again, slumping onto the bed.<br/><br/>“Jasmine please come out. None of this is your flaunt.” Sawyer said softly . He waited long moments for the purple smoke to fill his room and for Jasmine to appear in front of him . “Please Jasmine” he pleaded.<br/>Several long moments passed and she still not appeared in front of him. His brow furrowed. Knowing that she was in there. “ Jasmine please don’t make me to do this.” He pleaded again after long moments   not wanting to make her come out of her bottle.<br/><br/>“Jasmine, As your master I command you to come out of your bottle now.” Sawyer said sternly. Hating that he had to command her to appear in front him. Hating referring himself as her master.