Klaus

A few hours had already passed and up until now, Danielle was still passed out here in the backseat of the SUV. No matter how much dirt and blood was covering her, she was still very exquisite. That same peaceful expression never left her face. This was probably the longest time that she has slept for the last two months. The car stopped in a warehouse, indicating that we finally arrived our destination.

"Welcome back to Chicago, Stefan." I went out of the car with the younger vampire following closely behind me.

"What are we doing here?"

I opened the door of the warehouse and answered, "I know how much you loved it here. Bringing back memories of the good old ripper days?" We were then greeted by the sight of the night-lights and skyscrapers of Chicago.

"Blacked out most of them. A lot of blood, a lot of partying. The details are all a blur."

"Well, that is a crying shame. The details are what make it legend." I smirked before telling him a tale of the good old days. "Word was the ripper of Monterrey got lonely, so he escaped to the city for comfort. It was prohibition. Everything was off limits then, which made everything so much fun."

"Chicago was magical." I smiled at the view of Chicago.

"Yeah, well, I'll take your word for it. Like I said, I don't remember most of it." Stefan nodded slightly as he tore his gaze away from the city and turned to me.

"Going to get down to business, then?" I closed the door and turned back to Stefan.

"Why are we still with you? We had our fun, your hybrids failed. I mean, don't you want to move on?"

"We're going to see my favorite witch. If anyone can help us with our hybrid problem, it's her." One of my minions opened the car door as I walked towards it.

Shuffling and groans filled my vampire hearing. She was awake. Danielle slowly sat up while tightly holding on to the blanket that covered her naked form.

"You're finally awake, love." I smirked, catching the attention of the once sleeping angel.

She brought a hand to her head and slightly groaned, "Ugh… Where are we?"

"Chicago, love."

"Why are we here?"

"Well, we're just about to go meet a witch that can help us with our hybrid predicament." I smirked once more as she lowly nodded her head.

"Where's my bag?" She sluggishly looked around the car.

"Here, Danny. Your clothes are all in there." Stefan handed her a bag. Danielle slowly took it and muttered a small thank you.

She then looked at me and said, "Move."

I merely smirked, deciding to tease her a bit. However, my fun was cut short because an unknown force pushed me backwards and the car door immediately closed. Clicking sounds could then be heard, which meant that all of the doors were locked.

With my enhanced hearing, Danielle's voice rang in my ears while she muttered, "Jackass."

I glared at Stefan after hearing him snigger but he merely shrugged his shoulders and ignored me. Even though Danielle just bluntly insulted me, my fascination with her just grew. She never ceased to amuse me with all of her actions and expressions. Danielle Sullivan had that fire in her that made her an exquisite piece of art, unintentionally attracting me towards her.


Danielle

All I wanted right now was a long hot shower. I felt really gross, being covered in dried blood and dirt. I couldn't remember much of last night after leaving Damon in the woods. Everything was somehow a blur. For some reasons, there was this weird thing that happened to me and I wasn't sure if it was real or just a dream. My mind might have been playing tricks on me, making me hallucinate stuff. After all, I did have a very short moment of consciousness.

When I was being carried, that person told me that everything was all right and that it was time for me to rest. I didn't know why but I couldn't help but trust those words. At that time, warmth and comfort spread through me, urging me to savor them while in that person's arms. All I felt was assurance and security, like I was some delicate flower. I had some guesses but I was leaning more on to Stefan being that person.

The other one was just very impossible- definitely. That certain hybrid would never give me that feeling. I was sure of it. Or was I really? I was sounding like I was just trying to convince myself. Things were just so messed up when it came to him. One second he seemed like he cared and then another he didn't. Last night, his eyes showed me pure worry and affection when I was bitten and he gave me his blood. Klaus was confusing me so much that it frustrated me.

I quickly shook these thoughts out of my mind. No. There was no way I was letting him crawl into my skin. I wouldn't allow it- ever. Currently, we entered a bar named, Gloria's. This bar was empty and too quiet for my liking.

Klaus leaned on a railing and then told Stefan, "Looks familiar, doesn't it?" A smirk started to make its way on his face as he spared Stefan a glance.

"I can't believe this place is still here." Stefan only looked at the place in disbelief.

"You've got to be kidding me." A woman's voice filled my ears while she spoke in slight disdain and disbelief, making me turn to her. The woman had dark skin and very short white blonde hair.

A smile made its way on Klaus' face as he spoke, "So a hybrid walks into a bar, says to the bartender..."

He couldn't even finish his little speech because the woman cut him off and said, "Stop. You may be invincible, but that doesn't make you funny."

I couldn't help but softly chuckle at this. Hearing my soft giggles, Klaus turned to me with an amused smile, making me smirk and shrug my shoulders. I liked this witch. She had a sense of humor and was funny without even trying.

The witch looked at Stefan and a flash of recognition flickered in her eyes. She then said, "I remember you."

"Yeah. You're Gloria. Shouldn't you be…" Stefan looked at her in shock.

"Old and dead? Now if I die, who's going to run this place, huh?"

"Gloria's a very powerful witch." Klaus spared me and Stefan a glance.

"I can slow the aging down some... Herbs and spells. But don't worry, it'll catch up to me one day." Finally, Gloria noticed my presence and looked at me with curiosity flickering in her eyes. "I sense a very powerful magic in you but it's concealed. Who might you be, sweetheart?"

She shouldn't have known that but I was guessing it might be because she was a powerful old witch.

"I'm Danielle. It's nice to meet you." I offered her a small smile.

"Gloria." She held her hand out to me. Once I took it, her posture suddenly changed and her eyes slightly widened. There was also a glint of sympathy and sadness in her eyes. That wasn't good. What the hell did she see?

"Sullivan… You're his daughter." She said, making me stiffen. No! This wasn't happening! How was this possible? I looked at her with wide eyes before quickly composing myself.

I quickly pulled my hand away from her and said, "I'm sorry. I need a drink."

I then went to the bar and fixed myself a glass of bourbon. Gloria was still staring at me while Klaus and Stefan looked at me with curiosity in their eyes as to why was I acting like this. I hadn't told Stefan about my real dad and there was no way in hell was I telling Klaus about it. Quickly chugging the glass of liquor, I scrunched my face at the taste of it before pouring myself another glass. They were still staring at me and it wasn't helping me calm down.

Klaus stared at me with that same confusing emotions in his eyes before telling Stefan, "Stefan, why don't you go join Danielle and fix us up a little something from behind the bar?"

"Yeah, sure thing." Stefan slowly went to me with a worried look. He then asked me, "Are you okay?"

I downed another glass of alcohol before answering him, "I'm fine."

"You don't look fine and you never looked okay for the last two months. What was that about?" Stefan still looked concerned about what happened between me and Gloria and true enough, he did realize I wasn't okay.

I heaved another sigh and said, "Not here. I tell you later." Stefan only nodded his head.

Then, Klaus' voice rang in my ears as he said, "You look ravishing, by the way."

"Don't. I know why you're here. A hybrid out to make more hybrids? That kind of news travels."

"So what am I doing wrong? I broke the curse."

"Obviously you did something wrong. Look, every spell has a loophole, but a curse that old… We'd have to contact the witch who created it."

I looked over to Klaus and Gloria. He then smirked before answering, "Well, that would be the original witch. She's very dead."

"I know. And for me to contact her, I'll need help. Bring me Rebekah." Gloria merely answered. Rebekah? Who on earth was Rebekah?

"Rebekah. Rebekah is a bit preoccupied."

Could this Rebekah be one of the Originals? Klaus did say she was preoccupied so meaning, she was probably daggered.

"She has what I need. Bring her to me."

I sighed and noticed a picture on the wall. Quickly pulling it off, my eyes widened in shock.

"Oh. My. God…" I intently stared at the photo.

Stefan's forehead creased as he gave me a questioning look. He then asked, "What's wrong?"

I held up the photo for him to see. "You have a lot of explaining to do."

Stefan took the photo from me and looked at it intently before saying, "No. It doesn't make any sense. I don't remember any of this." Stefan then looked up at Klaus and Gloria and caught their attention. "What is this?"

Klaus stood up and smirked at me and Stefan. He then said, "Well, I told you, Stefan. Chicago's a magical place."

"But this is me. With you." Stefan held the photo up. A photo of him with his arm around Klaus' shoulders.

"All in good time, mate. Come on. We're gonna meet someone." He smirked and then walked towards the exit. Stefan followed him with the photo still in his hands. I slowly followed them but Gloria took a hold of my wrist and stopped me.

"Wait. You can stay here. You seem like you need some long shower, seeing that tired look on your face. You can get cleaned in my apartment."

Klaus seemed like he didn't like the idea so he quickly took a hold of my hand.

"You are coming with me. There is no way I'm leaving you here." He gave Gloria a look before sternly staring at me. This time Gloria gave him an annoyed look.

"It's okay, Gloria. We clearly have some important things to do. I can drop by later." I gave her a small smile.

Gloria just heaved a sigh and said, "All right. My offer still stands. I'll see you later."

"Yeah. I'll see you." After I said that, Klaus dragged me out of the bar and led me to the car.

I slumped on the backseat and closed my eyes. Stefan was still asking Klaus about the photo but the jackass wouldn't say anything. Klaus kept on evading his questions. Finally, the car stopped and when I got out of the car, we were back at the same warehouse. While Stefan and I were following Klaus, Stefan still held the photo and kept on insisting Klaus to shed him some light.

"This doesn't make any sense. Why don't I remember you?" Stefan said for the nth time today.

"You said it yourself: that time had a lot of dark holes." Klaus merely answered as he kept on walking.

"No, if you knew me, then why haven't you said anything?"

"I'm a little busy right now. Memory Lane will have to wait."

Stefan grew impatient and yanked Klaus' arm, forcefully making the latter face him. He glared at the hybrid before saying, "What the hell is going on? Answer me."

Klaus removed Stefan's hand and smirked at the younger vampire, "Let's just say we didn't get off to a brilliant start. To be honest, I hated you. You were trying to sweep my little sister off of her feet and I deemed you unworthy of her."

"Your sister. So I knew another Original vampire." Stefan's brows furrowed.

Klaus continued walking as he said, "If you can't handle it, then don't ask." He then stopped in front of a certain coffin as Stefan and I went towards him. This was really creepy. It was giving me the chills, knowing that all of these coffins contained dead Original vampires including my friend, Elijah.

Klaus opened the coffin, revealing a desiccated woman who I presumed to be Rebekah. Rebekah had blonde hair and she wore a white dress from the 20's, hinting me that she had been daggered for about 90 years now. Glancing at Klaus, I was so surprised at what I saw. A genuine smile graced his face as he gently stroked his little sister's face. His eyes showed such gentleness and affection that it surprised me. There was just something so intriguing about it.

Wait, what? I quickly shook these thoughts out of my head. What the hell was I thinking?

Stefan peered at Klaus' other side and said, "I don't recognize her."

"Well, don't tell her that. Rebekah's temper is worse than mine." Klaus pulled the dagger out of her chest. "Time to wake up, little sister."

After a while, nothing happened and Rebekah was still dead. Klaus' patience was slowly growing thinner by the minute.

"Any day now, Rebekah." Klaus then glanced at me. "She's being dramatic."

"Look, why don't you just tell me what the hell is going on? I mean, you obviously want me here for a reason, right?" Stefan asked the hybrid.

"Well, you have many useful talents." The hybrid merely answered.

"Do I?"

Klaus turned to Stefan and smirked before saying, "In fact, I learned some of my favorite tricks from you. I was your number one fan." He then continued walking towards the exit while me and Stefan followed closely behind him.

"Why should I believe any of this?" Stefan asked.

Klaus stopped in front of the guard and compelled him, "When she wakes up, tell her to meet us at Gloria's Bar. Then volunteer your carotid artery and let her feed until you die." The guard only nodded his head while Klaus proceeded to the exit.

"Where are you going?" Stefan asked the hybrid again.

"You think I'm lying, Stefan. You and I knew each other. You trusted me with one of your secrets and now I'm going to prove it to you."

"How?"

"We're going to your old apartment." Klaus then left us. Stefan and I could only look at each other with worry before following the Original.

After a few minutes of car ride, we arrived a rundown old building. As we walked to Stefan's apartment, I couldn't help but be disgusted at this place. It was very dirty and there were a bit molds on the walls.

"Seriously…" I scrunched my face in disgust while looking at the walls before turning to Stefan and saying, "You lived here?" Stefan only shrugged his shoulders and gave me a 'don't judge' look.

Klaus chuckled at the look I gave Stefan and smirked, "What a charming little homestead." When Klaus looked at the broken lock, his facial expression suddenly changed. He pushed the door open and we all entered. I felt something, an aura. Someone had been here. Wait, no. Someone was in here right now.

Klaus cautiously looked around the room and told us, "Do you feel that? Is anybody here?"

"It's been vacant for decades. People must break in all the time. Why'd you bring me here?" Stefan scanned his old apartment.

"Your friend, Liam Grant, the one who drank his wife's blood..." I cringed at the thought after hearing Klaus say that. "I never could figure out why you wanted his name. And then you told me your little secret. It was all part of your special little ritual."

Stefan looked at Klaus in shock and said, "To write it down."

"And relive the kill… over and over again." Klaus opened a hidden door, revealing a cabinet of liquor. "You believe me now?" He smirked at Stefan.

Stefan just entered the closet to see his list and when he turned his head, his posture slightly tensed. What was wrong? I entered the cabinet as well and my eyes widened in shock. Elena was here while clutching an old journal. She looked at us with hope in her eyes but we look at her motionless.

"Look what I found." Stefan suddenly said, making me hold my breath in panic. Fortunately, Stefan took a bottle of liquor and showed it to Klaus.

"1918. Single malt."

"My favorite. Let's go and find someone to pair it with." Klaus smirked while looking at the bottle of liquor. I had to do something. We needed to get out of here now.

"Hey, can we got back to Gloria's? I could really use a shower right now."

"Of course, love."

I nodded and went out of the apartment. I just hoped that Klaus hadn't noticed Elena in there because if he did, we were doomed.


Klaus

Stefan and I just got back in Gloria's bar while Danielle went ahead of us a while ago. Looking around the bar, I saw no sign of Danielle. My temper quickly flared up as I marched to Gloria, who just finished serving a customer.

"Where is she?" I glared at the witch. "If something happened to her-"

"Now, hold your horses." Gloria looked at me with a hint of amusement and shock while I glared at her. She then said, "She's fine. I offered her to get cleaned in my apartment which is upstairs. Remember? She's not done yet."

"She better be here." I sent the witch another glare and she just looked more amused by this, making me more vexed than I already was.

"Relax. She'll be here in a while." She then placed two bottles of beer on top of the table for me and Stefan. Her expression then showed confusion. "Where's Rebekah?"

I picked up the bottle of beer and answered, "She'll be here. I can't just conjure her on demand."

Gloria gave me an exasperated look before leaving as I took a swig of the beer. I looked at Stefan with furrowed brows.

"What's with you? I thought Chicago was your playground."

"So this is why you asked me to be your wingman? Because you liked the way that I tortured innocent people?" He turned to me.

I took the bottle of malt and smirked at the younger vampire, "Well, that's certainly half of it."

"What's the other half?"

Pouring alcohol into two shot glasses, I answered, "The other half, Stefan, is that you used to want to be my wingman." I then slid one of the shot glasses to Stefan across the counter. Stefan merely looked me with a hint of doubt as I raised my shot glass.

"To friendship." I held the glass to Stefan and it took him quite a while to raise his own glass and clink it with mine. Stefan looked at me in confusion while I downed my glass of malt.

"So I'm confused. If we were such great friends, then why do I only know you as the hybrid dick who sacrificed my girlfriend on an altar of fire? Huh?"

I chuckled and smirked at the younger vampire, "All good things must come to an end."

My attention was diverted when I heard the sound of a closing door. When I looked up at the source, my breath was immediately taken away. Stood before me was truly a beauty to behold. Danielle came out of the back door, wearing a floral sundress that complemented her perfectly. This just sent me another unknown feeling to my stomach. The same ones that I felt when she was in my arms, reminding me how fragile and delicate she was. Seeing her look so ravishing like this was giving me these feelings that I never felt in my entire immortal life. She walked towards us while shifting her gaze away from me.

"Hi." She greeted as I snapped out of my trance. When she saw Stefan's smile, she quickly said, "Gloria gave it to me because my clothes are dirty and bloody."

Stefan nodded and smiled at her, "Well, you look good in it."

"Thanks." She smiled shyly. Ah, she wasn't used to compliments. Our eyes met but she quickly averted her gaze. I was about to say something but someone cut me off.

"I see you're already cleaned up." Walking towards us, Gloria smiled at Danielle.

"Yeah. Thank you for the shower and the change of clothes."

"No problem. Come on now, I'm sure you're hungry. I made something for you. It's on the house." Gloria then dragged Danielle away, ignoring the younger witch's protests of paying for the food. My gaze still followed Danielle. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't tear my gaze away from her.

Stefan snapped me out, "You're staring. It's creepy."

"I'm not." I bluntly answered him.

"Yes, you are." Stefan looked at me with slight amusement in his eyes.

"Shut up, Stefan." I took a sip of my drink as he triumphantly smirked at me.

My line of sight then found Danielle again. She was talking with Gloria while eating her food. I couldn't hear what they were talking about, which meant that Gloria must have cast a spell. Then, Danielle slightly glanced at me before turning to Gloria again and shook her head, disagreeing to whatever Gloria told her. What the hell were they talking about?


Danielle

Gloria had dragged me to the farthest stool from Klaus and Stefan and made me sit down. She then gave me a plate of sandwich and fries.

"Gloria seriously, I can't accept this for free. I've already imposed on you too much."

"Says who? When I say it's on the house, I mean it. It's on the house so stop fussing about. It's okay, Danielle." Gloria smiled at me and continued, "I don't take no for an answer."

I heaved a sigh and smiled at the older witch, "Thanks Gloria and you can call me, Danny." I then started eating the food.

"This has been bothering me for a while now. Why are you with Klaus?" Gloria gave me a questioning glance, making me sigh.

"I made a deal with him to save a friend. I owe him a debt."

The older witch only nodded at this and pause for a moment before speaking again, "He cares for you, you know. For some odd reasons."

Looking up at Gloria, I tilted my head in confusion and said, "Who? Stefan?"

"No. Klaus."

"Klaus? Seriously?" I looked at Gloria as if she were crazy and shook my head in denial. "No, that's impossible."

"Well, it isn't. He has been stealing glances at you since you came in from the back door."

I glanced at where Klaus was and true enough, I caught him staring at me. Turning back to Gloria, I shook my head again and said, "Nope, it isn't. You're just imagining it."

"If I'm just imagining it, why does it sound like to me that you're trying to convince yourself more than me?" Now, that I couldn't argue with. Gloria then continued, "I'm sure you noticed it as well. He's different when it comes to you. The way he looks at you is like how one looks at something so delicate and important. Then, he wants to keep you close to him at all times."

Silence came after that. I couldn't say anything to rebut that because deep down, I knew it was true. I wasn't stupid. Of course I noticed Klaus was acting different, ever since the first time I met him. But, I didn't want to talk to anyone about this. This was something I had to figure out myself. Besides, I couldn't let Klaus get in to me. Deciding to change the topic, I asked Gloria something that had been on my mind since I came here.

"So, you know my father?"

Gloria stared at me for a while before sighing and ignoring my sudden change of topic.

"Yes. I met him through a common friend when he was traveling." She merely answered but what was bugging my mind wasn't answered yet.

"How did you know I was Keith Sullivan's daughter?"

"When I touched you, I felt a familiar magic and aura, just like Keith's. I also saw a memory of your father holding on to you when you were younger." Gloria paused for a moment before saying, "You're just like him in so many ways, you know?"

Nodding at this, I didn't know what to feel. This just reminded me of the fact that I never met my father, never even got a chance to feel his warmth or directly feel his fatherly love. I just wished I had at least the chance to show him how grateful I was and how much I loved him. Then, something or rather someone snapped me out of my thoughts.

"I see they've opened the doors to the riff-raff now." Klaus' voice rang in my ear, making me curious as to whom was he talking to. When I turned my head to Klaus' direction, my eyes immediately widened in shock after seeing the person beside him. Damon. What the hell was he doing here?

"Oh, honey, I've been called worse." Damon's eyes met mine and he then gave me a smirk. Oh boy, he was going to do something stupid. I was sure of it. That smirk gave it all away.

"You don't give up, do you?" Klaus smirked while playing with the umbrella toothpick in his fingers.

"Give me my brother and Danny back…" Damon paused, turned to Klaus and continued with a smirk on his face, "You'll never have to see me again."

Damn it, Damon. Did he seriously have a death wish?

"Well, I am torn. You see, I promised Stefan and Danielle I wouldn't let you die, but how many freebies did I really sign up for? And clearly you want to die, otherwise you wouldn't be here, so…"

Damon's smirk only widened as he answered, "What can I say? I'm a thrill-seeker."

Klaus merely chuckled before he used his vampire speed and grabbed Damon by his throat, lifting the latter off the floor with one arm. Startled, I quickly got off the chair and ran to where the two vampires were.

"Oh, dear, what was that? I'm boozey, so you'll forgive me if I miss your heart the first few tries." Klaus stabbed Damon in the stomach using the toothpick, making Damon groan in pain. "Ohh! No, that's not it. Hmm." After taking the toothpick out, Klaus stabbed him again. "Ohh. Almost."

"Klaus! Stop" I yelled at the hybrid but he ignored me.

Damon let out a pained chucked and grunted, "You want a partner in crime? Forget Stefan. I'm so much more fun."

Klaus threw Damon backwards, which made the latter crash against the table, breaking it into pieces in the process. Damon lay on the ground in pain as Klaus broke a part of the chair as a makeshift stake.

The Original then crouched over Damon and said, "You won't be any fun after you're dead." He held Damon down and raised the staked above the Salvatore's heart.

Acting on impulse, I used my magic and set the stake on fire. At that moment, Gloria appeared and glared daggers at the hybrid. Klaus groaned, throwing the stake away.

He then looked at me and said, "Really?"

I merely glared at the obnoxious hybrid before saying, "We had a deal. I'm not gonna let you kill him."

"Not in my bar. You take it outside." Gloria hissed. Damon tried to sit up but Klaus turned back to him and pushed him back down.

"You don't have to negotiate your brother's and Danielle's freedom. When I'm done with them, they won't want to go back." Klaus let go of Damon and went back to the bar.

"Damon, you can't be here. You have to leave." I said as Damon stood up, desperately looking at me.

"I'm not leaving without you."

My eyes were already brimming with tears as I spoke, "Damon, please… Don't make this any harder for both of us. I gave my word to keep you alive and I'm not about to go against it." I gulped down the lump in my throat, fighting the urge to cry. "Go home… please…"

Damon's eyes now looked glassy because of those unshed tears and with one last look, he was gone. I immediately sighed in relief and wiped the tears in my eyes.

"Gotta go. Come on, love." Klaus took my hand but I harshly yanked it away.

"Don't you dare touch me!" I sneered and glared at the Original as he looked at me with mixed emotions that I didn't want to see right now. Giving him one last glare, I went out of the bar and looked for Stefan.

When I found Stefan, he quickly knew that there was something wrong with me, judging from that worried look that he was giving me. I only shook my head, hinting that I didn't want to talk about it. Both of us then went to the car and Klaus came shortly after.

The drive was filled with awkward silence and thank God, we arrived at wherever this place was after a few minutes. We were back at the warehouse filled with the Original family's coffins. Stefan and I followed Klaus, who entered the warehouse. Klaus stood frozen while looking at the coffin.

Then, the stench of blood filled my nose. When I looked for the source, the guard man lay dead on the floor near the coffin. Rebekah was up and she was near. I could feel an unfamiliar presence in here.

"Rebekah…" Klaus called as he scanned the room for his little sister. "It's your big brother. Come out, come out, wherever you are."

Suddenly, a blur passed by and then, a blonde woman stabbed Klaus with a dagger, making him gasp. Rebekah.

"Go to hell, Nik!" She yelled.

Klaus removed the dagger out of his chest with ease before holding it out beside him and dropping it. He then smirked at his sister and said, "Don't pout. You knew it wouldn't kill me."

"Yeah, but I was hoping it would hurt more." Rebekah turned around and started walking away.

Heaving a sigh, Klaus caught up with her and said, "I understand that you're upset with me, Rebekah… So I'm going to let that go. Just this once. Brought you a little peace offering. You can come in."

Stefan cautiously walked towards them while I followed closely behind him.

"Stefan…" Rebekah breathed out as a smile started to make its way on her face.

Klaus then walked towards Stefan and compelled the latter, "Now you remember."

Stefan closed his eyes for a while and then opened them again. Now, there was a sign of recognition in his eyes.

"Rebekah." He slowly walked towards the female Original but he stopped when a certain jackass called him.

"Stefan." Hearing his name, Stefan quickly turned around and faced Klaus.

"I remember you. We were friends." Stefan looked at Klaus in shock while I still curiously watched in the sidelines.

The jackass smirked and touched Stefan's shoulder with one hand before saying, "We are friends." Klaus then turned his gaze to his sister and walked towards her. "And now the reason you're here. Gloria tells me you know how to contact the original witch."

"The original witch?" Rebekah looked at her brother with knitted brows.

"What do you have that Gloria needs?"

Rebekah touched her neck and her eyes immediately widened. She looked at her neck before looking up to Klaus and saying, "Where's my necklace? What did you do with it? I never take it off!"

I watched with pure curiosity at the scene in front of me. When I turned to Stefan, he was suddenly tense. What on earth was wrong with him?

"I don't know. I didn't touch it." Klaus answered back.

"We need to find it, Nik. Now, I want it back!" Pure anger was now written on Rebekah's face. She was looking around the room, ignoring her brother's attempts to calm her. Finally, Klaus lost his patience.

"Tell me that's not what she needs, Rebekah!" Klaus sneered, grabbing Rebekah's shoulders.

Rebekah shook off Klaus' hands and quickly walked to her coffin. She then started rummaging through it but there was no sign of the necklace, further fueling her anger. She quickly closed her coffin and threw it away.

I scrunched my face, hearing the sound of the crashing coffin. Screw it. I was leaving. Too much annoying stuff for one day. Heaving a sigh, I made my presence known.

"I'm going back to the hotel." I muttered, making all the vampires look at me. Rebekah looked at me in annoyance because I cut her temper tantrum short.

"Who the bloody hell are you?"

I rolled my eyes at her and sarcastically answered, "Well, nice to meet you too."

Low and quiet sniggers could be heard from both Klaus and Stefan but the latter was better at holding it in. This apparently pissed Rebekah off more but before she could lash out on me, Klaus stood beside her and introduced me.

"Danielle, meet Rebekah. Rebekah, this is Danielle Sullivan." He smirked while looking at me. God! I would love to wipe that smirk off of his face. He was so annoying!

"Sullivan…" Rebekah's gasp pulled me out of my daydream of kicking the hybrid's arse.

Turning back to Rebekah, I tilted my head in confusion. Just a while ago, she looked like she was going to murder me but now, she was looking at me with a hint of gentleness in her eyes. What the hell was with these bipolar Mikaelsons? One second they were like a bunch of savages and then the next, they were so gentle and sweet like they got possessed or something. They were so confusing. They just couldn't get their lives straight!

"I thought they were all gone…" Rebekah looked at me with shock before looking at Klaus for confirmation. Klaus only nodded at her as if he knew exactly what she was going to ask.

A smile broke on Rebekah's face as she muttered, "She's her descendant…"

Wait, what? I was whose descendant? What the hell was going on?


HI GUYS! HERE'S A NEW CHAPTER FOR YOU! :D I'M REALLY SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING FOR ALMOST 2 MONTHS NOW! I'M SUCH A BAD AUTHOR! HUHUH! :( Thank you for reading this fanfic and for all of your follows, favorites and comments. I'll have more time to write now. I promise! Because I graduated high school! :D :D :D Anyways, I honestly don't know if this was good or not so I hope you like the new chapter. But Rebekah's here! I'm gonna have fun writing her and her moments with Danny! :D Please write me a review. It'll be appreciated very much. :D

Btw, what do you think of that last scene? It's another cliffy. I know. Mwahahahah! Read the upcoming chapters to find out! Until next time~~~! ;) :D

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