(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: Checking in on his girls

Given the chaos of yesterday, Kellen wasn’t sure what to expect when they went down to the Medical Bay. He knew it was usually a quiet place, but he wasn’t sure if it would be maintained into today.

He should have known better. Taylor wasn’t the kind of person who would let something like an assassination attempt ruin her peace and quiet.

The hallways remained quiet. It wasn’t in an eerie way, but in the way that this felt like a sacred place. Human voices shouldn’t be too loud in a place like this.

Rhys seemed to know where he was going, and Kellen didn’t question it. He assumed it had something to do with either power levels, or Rhys remembered what room they had been in yesterday. To Kellen, the doors all looked the same, and he had been quite tired the day before. He was lucky he knew what doors they used for guiding since they all looked the same.

Kellen knocked gently on the door when Rhys stopped in front of it, and it took a moment before a tired, weary-looking version of his Mom opened the door. A hospital bed and been wheeled into the room, and it was clear that it was untouched. Kellen frowned at her, and she gave a weak smile in return.

"Ah. You’re back so soon. It must be morning then." She said and Kellen wanted to shake her. He didn’t and instead shoved the items he had grabbed into her arms.

"Eat. We’re going to make sure that you do. If you don’t, I’ll tell Dad." He threatened, and she glanced at that large window before turning back to him with a small smile.

"Alright. Don’t rat me out. I’ll never hear the end of it." Kellen forced a smile before really taking a good look at her. He’d been so focused on everything else yesterday to really check on her.

She was not in a good condition. Her skin was pale, her eyes swollen and bloodshot. It was clear she hadn’t rested. And the clothes she was wearing were the same from yesterday, and also covered in blood. It wasn’t good, and Kellen was supremely worried.

"Did you send anyone to pick you up some fresh clothes? Gwen or someone else?" He asked, and she shook her head. She turned and placed the food and tea down on the small table in between the two chairs and smiled at her son.

"No. I didn’t want to be a bother." She laughed at the instant way Kellen’s lips turned down in a frown. "But I would be one, Kellen. The Guild is on high alert, I’m on high alert. I don’t feel comfortable sending anyone into my home right now." Kellen understood. She probably wasn’t sure if they had tampered with it.

Frowning deeper, Kellen crossed his arms.

"We could send Gwen with a few other Espers that we trust. That way, Gwen is safe, the house gets a one over and you are out of those disgusting clothes. Plus, if we send Gwen, we can also pick up some clothes for Dad when he wakes up." Kellen was not above using his Dad’s name to get her do stuff. The way she looked at him told him that she knew it too, but she couldn’t help herself.

"Alright. You drive a hard bargain. But is Gwen even up to it?" She asked, and Kellen sighed. He had no idea. Gwen was behaving strangely, and for her to get into a fight was also strange. He’d have to confront her about it, and in a way that she wasn’t going to be able to run away.

"Fuck. Guess I’m going to have to use that." He muttered quietly, and Rhys and his Mom looked at him strangely.

"That?" They both asked, and Kellen nodded while the two shared a look.

"Yes. The one thing an Esper can’t say no to. I don’t like using it, but I will if it means that we can air out this awkwardness. She’s been avoiding me for a few days now." Kellen admitted, and his Mom seemed impressed.

"How?" Kellen blinked, before narrowing his eyes at his Mom.

"She can turn invisible, Mom." His Mom blinked, before she burst into laughter.

"Right! You can’t sense power fluctuations. I forgot." She said, and Kellen could tell she was on a thinner line than yesterday. Frowning further, he tapped Rhys’ shoulder. Rhys clearly didn’t want to, but he gently put Kellen down on his own feet and watched as Kellen limped once before he yanked his Mom into a hug, not giving her a choice.