(BL) Hunting The Field Guide novel Chapter 365

Chapter 365: Gifts are meant to be from the heart

"What sweet children we created. Alright, we’ll open Kellen’s first, and then yours. Alright Gwen?" Gwen nodded willingly, listening to her Mom as they both turned their focus to the brown paper bag.

It wasn’t big. It was quite small, actually, and Kellen shifted nervously. It was something he already had, so he didn’t need to leave the Guild, but he was worried what they would think that he had given them it.

The shock was their faces as they stared into the bag, before Kellen’s Mom reached in and pulled out a gun. A specific gun. The same gun Kellen had been carrying around, and had shot the shooter with. Kellen swallowed when she turned her purple gaze towards her son.

"Why-"

"It’s enchanted, made with monster parts, so it should work with your powers even if you don’t put it in the briefcase. Has a scope, an invisible one. If you point it somewhere, it has a 95% chance of hitting. It’s the first gun I bought with my own money. It can’t take any bullet, but anything smaller than a shotgun shell should fit. I’ve even used pebbles once in desperation, but wouldn’t recommend it. I got a lecture for that one." Kellen’s lips turned up slightly, before his face fell again. "Just, you know, in case." Kellen muttered.

Kellen’s Mom swallowed, before she slid her gaze to Rhys, Sakura, and then Gwen. She finished by looking at her husband, who nodded. Kellen found himself enfolded in his Mom’s arms, her thin, but powerful arms squeezing him tightly.

"My sweet boy." She whispered, her grip tight, knowing that Kellen could take it. "You didn’t need to give us such a precious gift. Isn’t this important to you?" She asked and Kellen nodded.

"So come back with it." Kellen replied, his voice tight. The room grew tense as Kellen held his Mom, the parent he was a mirror of, and heard her inhale. She held it, held him, for a long, quiet moment before she exhaled and squeezed him tighter.

"Okay. Alright. I’ll-We’ll bring it back." Kellen nodded, his throat closing shut so he wasn’t able to speak. His breathing was a little shaky. He hadn’t been like this before, but then again, their deaths hadn’t been so real before. He hadn’t worried that they would go away and then never come back before.

Until he’d seen his Dad go down.

His Mom went to put the gun back into the bag when Kellen cleared his throat. Or, tried to.

"T-There’s another thing." Kellen’s voice squeaked, but no one made fun of him. His Dad gave him a confused look, before he reached into the bag and pulled out a button. It looked like nothing special Just a regular black button. Kellen swallowed. He couldn’t speak, his throat wouldn’t let him. Thankfully, Rhys was able to step in for him.

Rhys’ hand came down on Kellen’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze and Kellen was grateful as Rhys’ strong, clear voice filled the air.

"What Kellen wants to say is that that is an emergency measure. If shit goes sideways for some reason, that has a direct line to both Kellen and I. We’ll know it’s you, and we’ll come get you. No matter what." Rhys’ smile was in his gaze when he scanned over Kellen’s parents. "It’s a gift from both of us." He said. Kellen watched as his Dad went white.

"Kellen Woods. Do you know how much this costs?" He demanded. Kellen’s lips twitched.

"About as much as that bag in your hand." Kellen mused, and his Dad’s eye twitched. Kellen’s Mom was frowning.

"This is too much, you two. This is...why are you behaving as if the world is ending when we’re leaving?" Kellen’s Mom wasn’t stupid, never had been. A little crazy? The Esper curse, but never stupid.

"We are just being prepared in case your plans were leaked. We don’t believe that it’s anyone from our side, but there is no point in not being safe. If you don’t have to use it, great. We can trade it off, hopefully so that it never has to be used." Rhys said with a smile. "We can even get Gwen in on this." He teased, but Gwen’s expression upon finding out that they had given her parents this button was serious.

"Did...this exist when my Uncle’s were in danger?" She asked and Kellen felt like he’d been punched in the gut. Henry and Eleanor both looked the same, and Eleanor in particular looked ill.

"No, Gwen. This didn’t...they were invented after." Her Mom’s voice was quiet, and Gwen nodded.

"Oh. Okay." She said. Silence filled the air, and Kellen glanced at Sakura. To see what she was thinking.

Sakura looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here.

Her expression relaxed Kellen. Seeing that she wasn’t overcome with pity for them, the Woods, made the tension in his body reduce. He felt like he could breathe.

"Gwen, you should give them your gift." Kellen’s voice still felt tight, but at least now he was able to speak. Gwen glanced at him, glanced at the brown paper bag that he’d brought, and frowned.

"Mine is nothing compared to yours." She muttered glumly and Kellen smirked.

"It’s not a competition, and even if it was, you’d always lose. I’ve been working for years longer than you have." Gwen stuck her tongue out at him, before she swallowed and reached into her pockets. What she pulled out were small, shiny, and intricate.

One was a deep, almost black shade. But turned in the light, it became a vibrant purple. It was a crystal of some kind, hand carved into a shape. Kellen had to look at it for a moment before he realised that it was a bird. A sparrow.