<div class="floatleft">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/E%20char%20pics/tumblr_lvqhasF2EU1qfacr7o3_250-1.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Melinda Lacey Halliwell<br/><strong>Type:</strong>Witch/Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jacqueline, Family<br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was no doubt in her mind that the woman clinging to her probably would have preferred to walk rather than endure Melinda's attempts to get them safe to her family's home. Well, maybe not since she was losing blood by the second so it was likely that she was becoming drowsier by the second.<em>Good</em>, she thought to herself,<em>maybe she won't remember this little malfunction of my powers.</em>The last try placed them directly in the living room of the house, and she surprised to see not only her brothers but father as well. She gently placed Jacqueline on an empty couch before waving her hands in the air to get either of the males attention. "Wound. Dying. Heal. Now." Only small fragments or rather words managed to get pass her lips since there was a burning headache in her head. She turned to lean over in front of the woman's face for a second, "You're going to feel some tingling. It's going to be alright." There was blood on her clothing, but it did not seem to bother Melinda as she collapsed tiredly in a seat.<br/><br/>Her eyes skipped over to her father as she gave him a smile despite the circumstances. "Hey Dad!" She would have gave him a hug, but she restrained herself. Yet she was still happy to see him since he was not around often. In an attempt to calm herself down, she sought something normal to cling to before taking another deep breath to explain the bleeding woman on their couch. At the last second, she thought against speaking of what happened since the boy on the couch appeared rather shaken up about something. The headache began to fade slowly as she took a moment to purely enjoy some rest.