~ 1920's~

Klaus soflty held Eliza as they swayed from side to side, dancing to the song Gloria was singing. Eliza seemed anxious, but also thankful to Klaus, to what he had done. He'd saved her from the group of men that were Stefans friends. A man named William had tried to grab her to kiss her, but Klaus had stepped in before he could, and complimented her while asking to dance. She didn't know why she had accepted, since she didn't know Klaus and didn't know whether she could trust him. But there was just something about him that made her want to accept his offer.

" Thank you," Eliza thanked him gratefully with a courteous smile, after they'd stayed in a slightly awkward silence for a few seconds.

" You're welcome, love. I couldn't have a beautiful woman like you be left in a large group of obnoxious, juvenile young men, could I?" Klaus replied, causing Elizas cheeks to flush. He had never come across a woman as beautiful as her. " I'm Klaus, Klaus Mikealson, and you are?"

" Eliza Petrova, it is an honour to meet you Klaus," Petrova, Klaus froze mentally for a moment as he heard the last name of the doppelganger that had escaped him. Now that he thought about it, most of her features were similar to those of Katerina Petrova, and Tatia. A wave of relief spread through Klaus as he realised he wouldn't have to kill her, yet he didn't know why.

~ Present Day ~

A week had passed since the hybrid plan had failed, and Klaus drove in the car, occasionally glancing at the sleeping Eliza by his side. During the journey Eliza and Stefan had both fallen asleep, and Klaus had been left to his own thoughts. Memories were of him and Eliza back in the 20's were constantly playing in his mind as he drove further and further into Chicago. It was 10:00 in the city and many people were already crowding onto the bustling streets. Knowing exactly where he was going, Klaus pulled up in the car park next to Glorias bar. Here is where he hoped to find the answer to his hybrid problem.

" Where are we?" Eliza asked curiously, as her eyes flickered open. Stefan, too, awoke in the back seat and followed Klaus out of the car, along with Eliza.

" Chicago." Klaus replied, his face holding his signature smirk.

" Is this Glorias bar?" Eliza questioned with a small frown, adrift memories flashing through her mind. Most of it she couldn't remember - all she did remember was that her and Stefan use to come here a lot on Lexis orders. Klaus turned to Eliza in wonder.

" So you remember this place?" He already knew the answer to the question, but he couldn't quite process it in his mind. Stefan had fled from Chicago when Klaus had left meaning that Eliza had probably followed him, so she can't have been here since the day she died. Why did she remember the bar but not Klaus himself? It hurt him to think about it.

" Yes, me and Stefan use to come here all the time while he was still a ripper. I can't remember most of it though," Eliza replied as they entered through the front door to the bar. The inside had changed, all three of them noticed this instantly. It was now more modernised; there were sofas instead of wooden seats, the bar looked a little more shabby, and there was a pool table and dart board in the corner. No longer was there a stage for people to sing.

" You've got to be kidding me," A woman who Klaus recognized as Gloria muttered to herself, as she stopped sweeping and turned to face her visitors.

" Well 3 vampires walk into a bar..." Klaus began to tease her before Gloria cut him off in annoyance.

" I don't want a joke. I see you two are still running around together creating chaous," Gloria gestured towards Stefan and Klaus, before she spotted Eliza stood behind Klaus A small smile formed on her face. " And I see Klaus has still managed to keep his girlfriend, I must say I am impressed." Klaus froze for a second, his eyes closing as he awaited Elizas reaction.

" I'm sorry Gloria... did you just say girlfriend?" Eliza snapped, trying to act polite, but the confusion and anger stayed in her tone of voice. Gloria turned to Klaus with a small frown, and Klaus only sighed.

" Yes you two were, if I remember correctly, together when-," Klaus stopped her before she could say anymore. He didn't want to explain everything to Eliza yet, he coudln't.

" That's enough Gloria." He snapped quickly, causing him to recieve a glare from Eliza. " Now I need your help."

" Oh I know why your here, a Hybrid out to make more Hybrids. Word travels you know." Gloria commented with a smirk as she saw suprise flash across Klaus' expression.

" Fantastic. Now I need to contact the witch who created the spell,"

" I know, I'll need something of hers. That locket around your neck should do just fine Klaus. But it will probably be destroyed in the process." Gloria told him, and Klaus' hand clasped around the locket, as if trying to protect it. This locket was his only living reminder of him and Eliza in the 1920's, inside held a picture of them both kissing and another of them both dancing. He would never give it away to anyone, unless it was Eliza.

" No. There must be something else you can use." Klaus growled a little too angrily, causing Eliza and Stefan to both become curious to why he was so protective over this locket.

" You wear a locket?" Eliza gasped in surprise, her eyes glancing to his neck to see a familiar locket, one that she knew to have once been hers. Klaus watched her as she stared at the locket in remembrance. It had been a gift from somebody she couldn't quite remember, and she had loved it and wore it all the time. Once she had become a vampire she had lost it, and now here it was. " That's my locket," She whispered in surprise. " Why are you wearing my locket?" Her voice was more audible this time, and both hers and Klaus' eyes met. Another deep sigh escaped Klaus' lips.

" I will explain everything later Eliza." He promised, breaking his gaze away from her. Turning back to Gloria, he asked " Is there anything else you can use for the spell?"

" Rebekah has a locket similar to the one you're wearing, bring me Rebekah." Gloria ordered.

" Ah, see Rebekah has been rather busy in her coffin for the past 90 years... anything else?"

" It's either Rebekah or the locket you're wearing. It's your choice Klaus."

" I'll bring Rebekah too you tonight." Klaus said through gritted teeth, without a moment of thought. Now very annoyed, he stormed out of the bar with Eliza and Stefan following behind like lost puppies.

" Why was there a picture of me and you together in that bar?" Stefan questioned in confusion, before Eliza could ask about her locket. Klaus turned with displeased expression.

" Believe it or not Stefan me and you were best friends back in the twenties. In fact I even think once you named me your new brother." Klaus replied emotionlessly, climbing into the car.

" What? Why don't I remember you?" Stefan asked in suprise, another frown appearing. Klaus was beginning to become more and more annoyed at the many questions that he was being asked. Why couldn't everyone just leave him alone?

" I took your memories away the night me and my sister Rebekah had to leave." He answered simply, setting off miles over the speed limit.

" You were there at the bar with Stefan? But I was there too and I don't remember you... is that how you knew my name? Did you take away my memories too?" More and more questions were beginning to pile up, Klaus had been dreading this moment.

" Yes I was there, but no, love, I didn't take your memories away from you. I don't know who did. Yes, I have your locket because I thought you were dead and it was originally mine so I took it back. And yes we were damn well together back in the twenties, surprisingly enough. But now you have no memory whatsoever of me. So hard to believe? Well its true. You can have this damn locket back to prove it, if you need proof. But go ahead, hate me all you want. Both of you." Klaus growled, his voice raising to an alarmingly loud tone. Eliza flinched, but Klaus expression didn't soften. Yet even though he had spoke about giving her the locket, he didn't unclasp it from around his neck, instead he held it tightly in his hands, as if cherishing it. Confusion masked Elizas face as she realised what he was saying must have been true. There was no chance that it couldn't be true. The fact that William and Gloria thought they were still together was proof enough for her. But why had she forgotten him? Who had taken her memories away about him? None of this changed the fact that she was supposed to hate him, however.

~ 1920's~

Klaus locked an arm securely around Elizas average sized waist as they entered the bar together. As always Eliza looked staggeringly beautiful in her cream silk dress, and Klaus was happy that she was his. A smirk formed on his face as other men around watched them both in jealousy. Klaus knew that he was lucky to have Eliza. But he didn't deserve her.

" Many men are already drooling over you Eliza. I dare say they are very much annoying me. Although you loo extremely stunning tonight, my love." Klaus complimented her in the same British accent that she had grown to love. With Klaus, she felt protected, warm, and complete. Happiness spread throughout her whole body while she was with him, as cheesy as that sounds. But they had known each other for 2 months now, and had been together for 3 weeks. However, Eliza had already grown to love him. As had Klaus grown to love Eliza.

" Oh Klaus you tell me this every night except I still refuse to believe you. There are many more prettier girls, your sister for example. I'm much too shy and unladylike for any many to truly desire me." Eliza always did this, and when Klaus had first heard her say something bad about herself, he'd believed she'd been joking. But he'd learned that she didn't see herself for who she truly was.

" I desire you, my dearest Eliza." He told her, in a very cheesy voice. Eliza giggled at him, and he swiftly pulled her into a dance. They both laughed together as neither of them had ever been good at dancing together. Instead of dancing properly they spoke and joked with each other. Once the song ended, Klaus planted a small kiss on her lips, taking her by surprise. Afterwards, he lead her over to a table, where they sat closely together. Stefan and Rebekah were still dancing and waiting for the next song to start.

" I am very surprised that Stefan has actually found somebody to love himself. He'd always seemed like the type that would either use women, or would never marry. Its wonderful to see him happy with someone." Eliza commented as they both sat together in a comfortable silence.

" I do hope that Stefan never tried to use you, Eliza." Klaus said, slightly worry appearing in his voice. A small smile formed on Elizas lips. Again, she felt protected.

" Well, he did attempt it once. But one of my best friends Lexi had already given him a warning about it. Even though he seems to never listen to her, he only ever tried to once. He also did something else but I can't quite remember..." Eliza frowned as her hand flew up to her neck, trying to remember what had happened that day. Fury thrived through Klaus as he spotted the faded bite marks on her neck, quickly realising that Stefan had drank from her then taken away her memories. From now on he would always protect her.

" I did almost forget Eliza, but I have bought you a gift, that I'm sure you will love." Klaus announced to her, changing the subject. He pulled out from his pocket a silver locket with a purple gemstone in the middle. The necklace was made from real silver, which was quite rare, and the gemstone had been found by someone from the century Klaus had been born in. It had once been his mothers, and the intricate patterns on the front had been carved in by a skilled man who had fancied her.

" Oh Klaus it is beautiful." Klaus smiled, and brushed her hair away from her neck, while clipping the locket around her neck.

" This is to show how much I love you, and that I will always love you. For all eternity." Eliza looked down to the ground, the broad smile not leaving her expression.

" Wow I never knew you could act so cheesy Klaus. But I love you too, forever." Eliza repeated his words, while he cupped her face in his hands. Gradually leaning forward, their lips met in a passionate, but soft kiss. They kissed for longer than they should have in public, but a flash of a camera broke them away from their own little bubble.

" I'm very sorry to disturb you both, but I thought I would capture the sweet moment for you. Here's the picture, there is no payment required." Klaus was about to scold the man, before he saw the picture he had taken. Both of them smiled as they held the picture together, it was only a very small picture, one that was no doubt very cheap to take, but it was perfect.

" This will fit perfectly in your locket." From then onwards, the picture lived in the locket. Always reminding Eliza about how much Klaus truly loved her, until the night it was taken away from her. Then, it became the only memory Klaus had left of Eliza. Never would he let it go, unless it became hers again.

Hey! Hope you're enjoying the story so far, and thankyou so much for all the hearts and lovely comments i'm recieving! I hope you enjoyed the little flashbacks, and here's a link to what I imagined the locket Klaus gave Eliza, to look like media/catalog/category/ctg_fresh_purple_