Hey Guys! I'm back! Thanks for waiting for a week while I was on vacation. I had a fun time and I wrote two chapters! But I hand wrote them so now I have to type them.

I hope you enjoy this chapter. The first part is from Klaus's perspective.

Previously:

Rebekah told Stefan that she is an original vampire and the story of her family. Then they spent the night together at Gloria's drinking blood and dancing.

Klaus spent his life running form his father. He would spend the next eternity running as well, but for now all he wanted was a place to rest. He hasn't rested since New Orleans and that was over a decade ago. Since then him and Rebekah had been running; not staying in one place for over a few weeks. He knew his sister was tired. He truly only wanted the best for her no matter how irritating she was. They were family; always and forever.

Over the centuries, Klaus had met many witches. His brother liked to run with them and after his brother was done with them, Klaus would take him under his wing hopping that they would then trust him enough to provide him with spells. He hoped Gloria would trust him. He hadn't had a consistent witch in years. The moving around made that a problem, but also the rumors seemed to be getting worse in Europe and that was where the Mikealson's spent the last five years.

Gloria seemed okay, he could tell she was powerful. The last time he was in her room he glanced at the open books and saw spells he had never heard of. After reading over them he realized they weren't useful to him now, but maybe in the future after Mikael was taken care of.

"I really need to get back out there," Gloria said.

Klaus dragged her to her private room to discuss the boundary spell. He wanted to make sure he had all the protection possible. He closed the door behind them in order not to be overheard. He walked to the small window and pulled the curtain shut.

"In a moment," Klaus said. "First, I need you to make sure to the boundary spell is complete."

"Yes it is I did it myself," Gloria said. She lit a few candles to allow there to be light. She sat at the chair behind her desk. She felt comfortable knowing Klaus wouldn't kill her because then his boundary spell would be broken.

"I know that. Did Mikael get through?" Klaus paced back and forth in front of one of the bookshelves. He hoped that Mikael had never been to Chicago before. He thought about searching the city for a place where his father could be hiding. That would be too much work. I'll compel someone else to do it, Klaus thought.

"No, no supernatural creature can get through the barrier unless they have been to Chicago before." Gloria did not want to have to go over this again, but she had expected it. She heard about Klaus Miakelson, the big bad original. Not many witches worked with him. Gloria knew it was dangerous, but she heard from some past spirits that had helped him and they received many benefits.

"Good, is there anything else you can do?" Klaus asked. He looked around. She had grimores stacked wall to ceiling; surely one of them had another spell that would protect his family against Mikael.

"No, Klaus, there is nothing else I can do tonight. Tomorrow I will go through my collection of grimmores and see if something might help you. I really have to go back out now," Gloria walked to the door hoping that he would not block her path. He did not. Klaus followed her out. He would be back again tomorrow afternoon when he knew Gloria would not be busy to see how she had progressed. As he thought about coming back the next night, he realized that his sister would probably drag him back anyway.

A familiar scent came to Nik as he exited Gloria's private work space. He turned and saw the young lady he had fed from a few times now. He recalled her name; Mariselle. She was walking past him with another man. "What are you doing with him?" Klaus asked. She was just a small fling something to take his mind off of everything, but he did not like seeing her with other men. She was his.

"What were you doing with her?" Mariselle said as she nodded to Gloria. Not many people questioned him. He liked that she had a sharp tongue. He turned the man she was with and compelled him to leave.

"Gloria is nothing, love." Klaus said but he still compelled her incase Mikael ever got ahold of her. "Forget that you ever saw me and Gloria together."

"I never saw you and Gloria together," Mariselle said with a monotone voice. He was glad that Gloria did not give out vervain to her customers.

"Good, now let's dance," Klaus pulled her out onto the dance floor and held her close.

Across the speakeasy, Rebekah was sitting at a table alone. She was waiting for Stefan to show. They planned to meet up after he hunted. She was glad that they finally met each other. She did wish that Gloria had given her more information about Stefan, but she supposed that she could do it the old fashioned way and just get to know him.

She wondered if he had a girlfriend. Probably not, she thought. He had all of those girls all over him, and he never once brought a girl to the speakeasy, he only ever met girls there. And the ones he did meet he didn't stay with long.

All of a sudden Rebekah felt a shift in the air and she knew it was Stefan. She didn't move wanting him to still try and sneak up on her.

Stefan spotted her from across the room. He looked around and then vampire ran over to her. When he got close he slowed down until he was standing behind her. Right as he was about to surprise her with his presence, she turned around and said "got you!"

"No fair," Stefan said as he took the seat across from Rebekah.

"Yes it is. You should know better than to sneak up on an original. If I didn't know it was you, I could have killed you."

"But you didn't," Stefan said.

"I didn't, but you should still buy me a drink." She said as she put her empty glass on the table.

"Sure thing sweetheart," Stefan said. He snapped at a waiter to come take their order.

"So you would kill anyone that snuck up on you?" Stefan asked after the waiter left.

"Yes, wouldn't you?" she asked.

"No, because I am immortal and I don't get scared by someone startling me" he said.

"With that attitude I'm surprised you're not dead already." Rebekah said. She stood up and held out her hand to Stefan. He grabbed it and she led him to the dance floor. Rebekah didn't want to sit around waiting for her drinks; she wanted to have a fun time in Chicago and with Stefan for however long it would last.