Jason looked at her. "I always wake up early." He said. "I'm surprised I wasn't out longer but my body is on a schedule so it automatically starts to wake up at the same time it always does." He said with a light laugh. He heard the creaking and barely got out a syllable. "Wh----" It hit his head hard and made him crumple. The shelf landed half on him and half off of him. He groaned as he vaguely heard Melinda's voice. It was like years of blocking the sounds out all came rushing back at him all at once. The voices that he thought he had been imagining became louder and they began to grow faces. His face contorted in pain and not just from a shelf landing on his head. He groaned and after the wave rushed over him his eyes slowly opened themselves. "Uhnnnn..........." He groaned out. His eyes blurred for a moment but as they began to focus something was definitely wrong. His gaze landed on a white figure that he was certain hadn't been there before. He screamed and pressed back into Melinda. "No. No. No. This can't be happening." He said.<br/><br/>Not making much sense. His eyes wide in fear as he saw the ghost. Okay...earthbound spirits...that didn't make the enormity of the situation any easier to happen. "I have it just like them!!" He cried out. Sitting up but slid down into Melinda's lap. Shaking hard. He wasn't handling the revelation that he had his mother and grandmother's gift very well. "Ghosts aren't real...they aren't real." He said in a shakey voice. "Yet I'm seeing one..." he said. "Not real." He was fighting against what his eyes saw and what his mind was trying hard to believe. Melinda probably wouldn't have any idea what was going on. Even though he had told her numerous times about his mother and grandmothers dealings with what they called earthbound spirits. She, like him, hadn't believed it. Though he hoped she wouldn't think him a lunatic. He was quite visably freaking out. He looked at Melinda. "My head really hurts..." He said.<br/><br/>A hand going to his head and touching the bruising that was there tenderly. "Maybe its just temporary..." he said in a hopeful voice. All that it had really taken to wake his dormant powers was a hard bonk on the head like the shelf falling down onto his head. He looked at Melinda. "I love you Melinda." He said softly.