CHAPTER 2 – "To be or not to be, let our hearts discover"

A/N: Great response to the story and I'm so glad I did it; so here is another one. TAKE NOTE - This is set in Chicago, 1920s. I did alter it by adding Kol because I love him and I love the 20s.

Song: Frank Sinatra – Let's Fall In Love (NBC Radio 1954 – best version of this song)

"So this is what occupied you?"

We broke apart at the sound of the husky voice and I looked up, smiling at death itself – and it's sister.

I kept myself calm as turned to Kol and inclined my head to the side, "A little too soon to be meeting the family, don't you think"

The sister, Rebekah was dressed in a beautiful gold dress, decorated with silver sequins. She was holding a flute of champagne and pretentiously took a sip of her white wine, regarding me with cool expression. "Ah so you've heard of us" she smiled and slipped into seat opposite us. "Mind if we join you?"

I knew that was not a question so I gave no answer.

I simply used my thumb to wipe away the blood staining Kol's bottom lip before slipping it into my mouth and licking it off to taunt him further.

"She is a dangerous creature" his older brother, Klaus spoke and his gaze continued to search mine.

Kol threw his arm behind me and lazily turned to face me with a small secretive smile that screamed mischief. "Don't I know it?" he murmured, using one finger to stroke down my cheek.

"Already has you on your knees" Rebekah laughed joyously, appraising me with a small nod. In response to her compliment, I winked at Kol and flashed his siblings a pleased grin, before waving the all-too familiar waiter over to our table.

Instead of rolling his sleeves up today, he had done what I had asked and pulled them down to cover the bites on his wrist so I greeted him with a smile. "Isabella…" he nodded respectfully but his tone wavered as he caught sight of the unconscious girl with a wound on the nape of her neck. Her beautiful blue dress now caked with her blood and I watched in amusement as he grew more panicked.

"Ignore her" I ordered and he obeyed – as always. "Jack, a drink for my friends"

He numbly nodded and took mechanical steps away from our booth and began to make a beeline towards the bar. Klaus raised a quizzical brow, seeming both impressed and confused so I simply smiled sweetly.

It would be stupid to try and mess with an original vampire and it would be downright idiotic to do it with the siblings around.

Kol had caught the exchange and narrowed his eyes at his brother before stretching his arm behind my chair. Just to appease him, I smiled up at him and relaxed under his touch as I took a sip of my drink.

Well this was turning out to be very interesting night…

-XxxxxX-

"Paris was probably my favourite" he answered boisterously and I smiled, enjoying how sight crinkles formed at the corners of his eyes as he grinned, his eyes gleaming with the memory.

I really liked when I found those eyes were watching me. Even when I caught him, he showed no shame but instead flashed another one of his mischievous and secretive smiles.

In return, I simply rolled my eyes, suppressing a pleased smile as I addressed his answer, "Why is that?"

"The lights? The sights? The history?" he listed with a faraway look and I wished that I could see what he was remembering. He then leaned in close to me, using one hand to push my hair out of my eyes and caress my cheek as he playfully added, "Plus, it was a big city which meant that I had all the women I could-"

He was abruptly interrupted by Klaus, "Watch your mouth brother" he warned lightly, his eyes darting from me and then to his sister as he replied, "There are ladies present" he cracked a small smile.

Kol rolled his eyes and continued to trace differed shapes on the back of my hand which rest on the table before us. While his touch was grazing m skin, he defended himself but with a small smirk. "I was going to say, all the women I could…eat" he finished with a glint in his glazed eyes.

"I was in Paris last year and I also found it very…enjoyable" I murmured while lazily looking at the way his fingers skimmed across my skin.

Past memories were already reeling in my head as I recalled my time in France. However, my thoughts were halted when Rebekah question, "Why was that?"

"Because of all the men that I could…" I paused, bringing my gaze back up to lock it with his, which stared back at me as I husked my voice, "Eat"

The gold flecks brightened but the hazel orbs darkened to an ebony brown. His pink tongue darted out to moisten his bottom lip and I was instantly reminded of our passionate kiss, leaving me both breathless but instantiated. If only we could hav-

"I'm guessing none stood a chance against you" Klaus inputted, disrupting my train of thought.

Once I remembered what he meant, I nodded with a smirk, "You guess correctly" I took another sip and gently placed the glass back onto the table as I slyly added, "I'm not exactly easy to handle"

"I'm sure I could handle you" Kol understood the message behind the words.

The music started and I was momentarily distracted so I decided for a different challenge, "Can you handle me on the dance floor?" I suggested hopefully.

"That is my only weakness because I can't dance" he admitted.

I took hold of his hand and caught how he peeked down before threading his fingers through mine. When he looked back up, I argued, "Everyone can dance"

"Not my brother" Klaus chuckled clearly entertained, "May have the looks but cursed with two left feet" he shook his head in mock sadness.

"Ha ha" his laugh was dry and humourless as he narrowed his eyes.

Klaus ignored him and set his empty glass down, "I, however can" he smiled proudly but I looked back to Kol, pleading with my eyes but was called away, "Sweetheart?" I whip head around and raised my eyebrows at Klaus who was now standing up and offering his hand, "…would you like to dance?"

When Kol denied the chance I gave him and said nothing, wearing a stern expression as he pretended not to care, I inclined my head towards his bother and nodded. "Yes" I took his hand, "Yes, I would" I smiled and allowed him to pull me up, ignoring the burning gaze I felt follow us as we walked towards the dance floor.

Within seconds, Klaus had pulled my hand and I crashed onto his chest, quirking an eyebrow at him. He gave no answer but smirked before twirling me around, in time with the music.

Not to brag, but I was a good dancer so it was all too easy for me to match his pace and go along with every move he to spring on me. "I'm not surprised that you're a good dancer" he stated.

I tilted my head to the side and raised a quizzical brow, "And why is that?"

"Saw you performing earlier" he explained.

I shrugged, "Oh, I just help Gloria from time to time"

"You know Gloria?" he seemed surprised.

My thoughts fell back to how she had helped me clear out the vampire gang that had been terrorising Bridgeport. I could remember how she'd invited me to her bar for a 'let's unwind after the kill' drink. After that, she had called me up on stage and with my 'why-not?' attitude, I joined her. After that we had become inseparable and I began to do a few sets – sometimes alone and sometimes with her.

"She's very good friend of mine" I answered with a small smile.

He grew pensive and only managed to murmur, "Hmm…"

One arm was placed on the small of my back and the other took my hand, holding it in his as we twirled, weaving through the different couples surrounding us.

Klaus was sill adamant in making conversation with me, not that I really minded. I wasn't a big fan of silence so I welcomed his need to fill it. "My brother is quite smitten with you"

"Who wouldn't be" I joked and he shook his head in amusement.

"Can't exactly blame him" he spoke while spinning me out but before he could pull me back in, another hand grabbed mine and spun me the other way.

This time, I hit Kol's chest and this time, I smiled. "Thought you couldn't dance?"

"I can't" he shook his head and glared over his shoulder before answering me, "I just don't like my brother touching you" he frowned but then exhaled his frustration when looking back at me.

Wanting to change the subject, I complimented his moves, "Well you're not so bad"

"That is because I haven't tripped you up yet" he smiled but actually pushed me away and twirled me around. He then placed his hand on my waist to pull me back to him.

I returned the smile and allowed him to take the lead.

However, his fingers left a burning trail when sliding down my form so I broke my hold on his. "I may not be a prude but I am a lady" I scolded him but with a small smile. "And as much as I would love to take you, we are not in an appropriate place" I replied but allowed him to pull me back.

"I can't help it" he breathed against my lips but then ducked to trail his nose up my jawline, "You are just too irresistible" he murmured against my neck.

I sighed at his touch wrapping my arms around him as I released a pleasured groan, "I could saw the same thing"

My appraisal was met with his satisfaction and this seemed to give him the courage he needed, to move in to kiss me once again.

Just as he was inches away, I snapped my head to the side at the sound of Rebekah's voice, "Oh look, the Ripper has graced us with his presence?"

"The Ripper of Monterey?" I gasped and searched the crowd, widening my eyes at the sight of my past, leisurely walking down the steps as he ran his fingers through his sleeked hair. "Stefan Salvatore"

Kol's hold on me tightened as he hissed, "Ex?"

"You could say that" I turned back around and tried to hide from his wandering eyes by looking the opposite way.

Rebekah and Klaus danced next to us and Rebekah questioned, "You're scared of the Ripper?" she teased.

I sighed and decided that I may as well offer an explanation. "We had a bit of a run in and I may have said some things – some not very nice things…"

"About his hair?" she joked, staring back to where he was. I was surprised with the lust gleaming in her eyes which she tried to mask with indifference.

I relaxed my shoulders and fell back in time with the music as I danced with Kol. His grip had relaxed slightly but he still kept me close to his form. So, with my head on his chest, I slid my fingers up and wrapped them around his neck. I then pulled back to peek up at him as I said, "You know, I'm still hungry"

"Why not feed from the bartender?" he suggested.

I stepped back, dropping my hands by my side, "I miss the hunt" I replied.

Almost like he didn't want to let me go, his arm was wrapped around my waist as he pulled me to his side. "Let me escort you"

"Kol..." Klaus' warning had us both turning our heads to him.

I made an attempt at appeasing him, "Don't worry, I'll have him back by bedtime"

Thankfully he smirked and granted us the permission with a nod. "Well then, have fun but not too much fun" he eyed his brother with yet another warning. I frowned, not liking how he seemed to have some control over him

"I can't promise anything" Kol's reply held an unspoken challenge.

Klaus stopped dancing with his sister and walked to me, placing a hand on mine as he said, "Well, I hope my brother keeps his hands to himself"

Pulling away from his hold and placing it on Kol's chest as I smirked, "I hope he doesn't"

This seemed to please Kol but annoy Klaus who tried to mask it when taking my hand again and lifting it to his lips. "It was a pleasure meeting you" he then placed a kiss on my hand.

Knowing that I couldn't argue, I forced a tight smile and allowed Kol to lead the way out of the club. My head back on his chest and his arm around my waist.

A/N: Before I end this, I was just like to mention this new period drama that had just began and I instantly love. The White Queen – if you've seen it, isn't it great? If you haven't - give it a try. Plus, it's Max Irons (girlish squeal)

That being said, I offer an Au Revior and a Merci for all the amazing reviews.