Michael was just as shocked at the sound of Gabrielle's voice as he had been at his own.  The surprise of it kept her words from even registering in his mind for a few moments, and he only held her tighter as he felt her wings jostling and twitching against him.  They felt like they were moving of their own accord... but that couldn't be right.  As the heavy darkness began to fade, pushed away by the light that seemed to be emanating from both of them, the chaotic sounds of the other guests shrieking and shouting and moaning faded with it.  They were alone.  That realization made Michael tighten his hold on his girlfriend.<br/><br/>Their glow began to press outward more and more, a brilliant white light coming from Gabrielle that almost blinded Michael.  He squinted, and then blinked, and then looked down at her.  And then further down.  Had she... shrunk?  She did feel smaller.  And lighter as well, he realized, picking her right up off of the carpeted floor of the bedroom and hoisting her to face him.  She wasn't glowing exactly, he realized then; she was shining.  The angel's countenance nearly overwhelmed him with its beauty, and he sneered as he squinted again.  "How did one so pure find her way to one so dark, little one?" The fire that burned in his narrowed eyes brightened as a smile pulled at his lips, his skin slowly darkening to near the color of his pants, which seemed to be wafting dark tendrils of smoke all around the two of them.  His long hair darkened as well and swayed softly as though some unseen wind were moving in the room.<br/><br/>--------------------------------<br/><br/><em>Damn!  Damn damn damn!  What am I going to do now?!?</em>Gabe screamed at himself mentally as he followed Rebekah down the long darkened hall.  He had been so caught up in watching Kurt and Rebekah make out that he had forgotten to pull off the sheet before the all-important moment.  It was gone now, of course, and Gabe wasn't entirely sure what was going to happen.  He was well enough, for the moment, but as he glanced briefly at his arm and hand, he thought he could almost see through to the wooden tiled floor.  It was extremely unnerving.<br/><br/>Regardless, he was not going to lose sight of his intended prey.  Rebekah would be his, no matter what.  Faster and faster he ran after her, matching her step for step and turning corners in his pursuit.  Gabriel had never run so fast, and still he was only barely gaining on the catgirl.  If she were to pull something tricky and disappear, he would lose her.  Without another thought, his feet stopped hitting the ground, trailing out behind him as he floated after her.  He was catching up now.