"Jim's 'getting his groove back,' is he? I'd better keep away for awhile, anyway." Better safe than sorry, really. And Gabriel knew that he'd be 'grounded' once Jack knew about the irregularity. That was okay. He got a chance to get out there a little. While he loved Ginny and every moment he spent with her, he somehow figured that none of them would ultimately do well with being stuck in any one particular place for too long. And it felt good being useful again, not just a big, pregnant blob in near-constant jeopardy.

The telltale signs of a 'borrowed' toaster made Gabriel smirk. "Maybe we'd find a sitter that doesn't automatically fall back on using the cursed objects. I hope Sasan's really laying into them." His eyebrow quirked up. "So what is the toaster doing? Burning souls into the bread? Possessing it?" He wasn't even sure what to guess.

The rift alarm starting going off again, immediately waking up Ginny. She blinked up at him with worried eyes. "Aw, damn," Gabriel muttered quietly, then kissed her head. "No worries, princess. You're safe with us." She squeezed his thumb and made a couple sniffly noises. She didn't like the loud thing.