With all that is going on, with all the confusion, she could only focus on Gabriel and Isaac.  She screams out as Isaac dies.  She is paralyzed having never seen death so close - well at least not that she knows of.  If Isaac is right, there is much about her own life she does not know.  Either way, she is in shock and stunned.  She stares at Isaac's bleeding corpse.  Her mind searches for ways of making that not real or at least undone.  She has nothing.  Then Luke appears.  His words snapping her from her paralization.<br/><br/>Gwin all but pushed Luke aside and dashed to Gabriel.  She bends down in front of him. She grasps his face in hers.  She looks deep into those distant eyes.  She closes her owns and presses her lips into his.  Her soft, full lips, cold with the recent weather oddities press to his unresponding lips.  The rain still manages to find pathways between them as she presses her body to his.  She tries to use her presence, their connection to draw him from his state.