Eartha looked at Max with a confused look, suddenly she heard a call... she turned her head to the sun, she lost track of what was going on, only listening to the thoughts that reached her ears. as Marco would call, it, an Angel thing. then, still hazy, she turned to Max, placing her right hand above his heart and her left on his forehead, locking her emerald gaze with his, she looked through his hear and soul...so dark, sad...angry. closing her eyes she gave him a message of hope and love of the purest kind. "relax...let go of your anger" she said softly, suddenly a voice in her head spoke I release you of your duties...it is Micheal's turn now suddenly everything stopped...Eartha realized what had happened before she fell to the ground unconscious, her century break from being earth angel...because there can only be one at a time. She was now suddenly mortal for the first time since she was chosen to be earth angel.
Harold Bishop sat in room, pouring of files...he saw what happened on the news and believed it was the work of something Holy. his obsession of finding this Angel was with him ever since he as a boy. taking a picture of her with his old camera. he stared at the photo of the unearthly beautiful teenage snow leopard girl... with black hair, the greenest eyes, that heavenly dress and of course...those luminary wings of silver and gold light. no one but him saw this photo, his obsession of finding her drove him to insanity. he had fallen in love with a mere photo, no other would have his angel.
Finn jumped to Eartha's side...everything unearthly about her vanished, except for her beauty and soul light. she was now...more mortal, she laid there unconscious, Finn had the sudden desire to kiss her but didn't "hey...umm...what just happened?"