Chapter Nine

I sighed in relief when the car finally came to a stop. We had gotten into Chicago roughly fifteen minutes ago, but Klaus had evidently had a particular spot in mind and that spot was apparently an old warehouse. I frowned but made no further move to comment as I stepped out of the car, stretching my muscles, moaning when I hear a few of my bones crack. I looked to the other side of the car to see Stefan and Klaus staring at me strangely and I rolled my eyes.

'It may be a long time since you two had to experience tense muscles, so I'll forgive you for not knowing how uncomfortable it is.' I said, looking in between the two of them, I lifted my index finger, wagging it from side to side as I continued, 'that was ridiculous even for you.' I muttered, my tone annoyed as I referred to the seventeen hours we had spend in a car without a break.

Klaus just smirked as he walked forward, motioning for Stefan and me to follow, which we did.

'You slept for most of the way, love.' Klaus reminded me as he walked into the warehouse, I felt myself walk a little faster so that I was closer to Klaus; this place was creepy, he rose his brow in amusement as I fell into step beside him.

'That was still too long to spend in a car. I'm human, I deserve bathroom breaks. And food- I haven't eaten anything since…' I trailed off, genuinely having trouble remembering the last time I had eaten anything, 'well I can't even remember.'

'Forgive me, love. I'll start to take your needs into consideration,' Klaus replied, his voice teasing.

I rolled my eyes and huffed in frustration; I could tell he wasn't taking me seriously and it pissed me off.

'What are we doing here anyway? You can't tell me we drove all the way out here just to visit a creepy warehouse?' I asked, starting to get freaked out the further forward we walked. Klaus came to an abrupt stop and turned around to grin to Stefan.

'Welcome back to Chicago, Stefan.' Klaus said, smiling his arms outstretched as he gestured to the room around him. I could feel Stefan's surprise coming from him as he stared at Klaus, and then the room we were currently standing in, probably trying to recognise it seeing as Klaus was making it pretty clear that he should.

'What are we doing here?' Stefan asked, seeming more confused the more Klaus' smile grew.

'You're up to something,' I said, my tone accusing as I stared at Klaus' conniving expression.

'Clever girl.' Klaus said, giving me a wink before he turned back to Stefan, 'I know how much you loved it here. Is it bringing back memories of the good old ripper days?' Klaus murmured, and I saw the glimmer of recognition in his eyes for the third time. But before I could call him out on it, he squeezed my waist gently, in warning, before releasing me. I ignored the tingles originating from my waist and turned to frown at him.

'I don't really remember most of it.' Stefan said, and I could feel that he was in fact telling the truth.

'That's a shame, the memories are a huge chunk of the fun.' Klaus said, his eyes glittering dangerously.

I rolled my eyes and released a little scoff. I could feel Klaus glaring at me, but I refused to acknowledge him; his elaborate schemes were really starting to piss me off. I knew there was something about Stefan he was hiding; the way he had been behaving made it clear that Klaus had been a part of his past in some way, and I just wished he'd come right out and tell Stefan how he had known him rather than dancing around it. I could tell that doing this, dropping hints in Stefan's direction was his way of enjoying himself; if I didn't have my 'gift' and I couldn't feel the amusement coming off him whenever he teased Stefan, I still would have been able to notice it.

'Just come out and say it already, there's obviously something that you know.' I said, still refusing to look at him, but I could feel that Stefan wanted to ask the same thing.

'Now, love. Don't be impatient.' Klaus said, his tone dripping with warning; he didn't want me to ruin his fun.

'Whatever. I'm going to go and find something to eat while you two reminisce about the good old days. Find me when you're done.' I muttered, not looking in Klaus' direction as I left, but I did squeeze Stefan's hand, amplifying the comforting waves I was sending his way before I went. I was almost out of the door before I realised something; I didn't have any money. Granted, I had been with two supernatural beings all summer, so I hadn't really found the need for money, seeing as they could compel themselves and me whatever we needed. But I didn't have that luxury; with a sigh I walked towards the car, and opened the drivers seat reaching for where Klaus usually kept his wallet. He didn't usually carry it around with him, seeing as he rarely had to pay for anything.

I let out a sigh of relief when I found it, underneath his seat, which in my opinion wasn't the most creative place to hide a wallet but I put his lack of creativity down to his arrogance. I opened the black leather, pulling out his credit card as well as the notes he had in the back. I didn't count how much was there, I was too focused on actually getting some food before Klaus lost interest in Stefan and went off in a tantrum about me wondering off without his permission. I didn't feel guilty about taking his money; he was the one who was supposed to be feeding me, so the way I saw it he should have to pay for my food, that and the fact that I was angry with him at the moment may have made it a little easier. I wondered off down the street, not having a clue where I was going, but I was relieved when I turned a corner into what looked like the town centre. I looked around, wondering where I should go, when my eye caught the illuminated red sign that read 'Gloria's bar' I shrugged and figured that would be a good place to eat as any. Without another thought, I crossed the road, after making sure that I wasn't about to be knocked down by any vehicles, and pulled open the door smiling when I smelt the undeniable aroma of whiskey. I noticed a tall African- American woman standing behind the bar; she was wearing a grey vest top and dark skinny jeans. Her hair was shaved, leaving about an inch of grey hair covering her skull. I smiled and made my way over her, taking a seat at the bar.

'Do you serve food?' I asked, once she had finished serving one of the customers.

'We sure do, honey. What would you like?' She asked, gesturing to the chalkboard behind her with a limited amount of food written on it. I looked it over, torn between a few things until I shrugged and decided to get them both; I wasn't paying after all, and he hadn't bothered to feed me.

'I'll have a double cheese burger, two portions of fries and some mac and cheese, with a diet coke please.' I said, giving her a big smile.

She looked me over, probably trying to decide whether all of the food was for me, after a while she gave me a nod, passing me my Diet Coke before moving back to the kitchen to put in my order. I moved over to a booth and made myself comfortable, deciding that I'd need the room once my food eventually got there. Seeing as I was a little bored, and there weren't that many people in the bar, meaning I couldn't take up one of my favourite hobbies- people watching, I pulled out my phone, scrolling through Facebook and Instagram, careful not to like anything, I was so focused in my scrolling that I nearly threw my phone across the room when my phone buzzed with a text. Once I'd recovered from the shock, I pulled open my messages to see a text from Klaus, which made me frown, seeing as I didn't recall putting his number in my phone.

Klaus: Where have you gotten to, love?

Me: I'm sorry. Who is this, and how did you get this number?

Klaus: Very funny, love. I'm hoping for your sake that you haven't gone very far.

Me: Me? Run away from the psychotic hybrid when he's having a temper tantrum? I would never!

Klaus: I do not have temper tantrums. Now I will not ask again, where are you?

Me: You're a big bad Original Hybrid. I'm sure you can figure it out.

Klaus: Love…

Me: Geez. Has anyone ever told you that you need to watch your temper?

He didn't respond after that, and when I searched out, I could feel that he was close and he was pissed. For whatever reason though I wasn't worried, instead I thanked the woman from behind the bar when she placed my food in front of me with a huge smile. As soon as I smelled the different aromas of food in front of me, I felt my mouth water; I could feel the shock from the woman behind the bar when she noticed that I had eaten every last bit not twenty minutes later. I grinned at her and passed her a hundred dollar bill, telling her to keep the change, which caused her to grin at me. I made my way over to the bar and ordered a whiskey, hiding my relief when she didn't ask for I.D. as I pulled out my phone, deciding to text Klaus.

Me: Okay. My stomach's full now. You can come and get me. I'm at Gloria's Bar.

I heard a phone chime behind me as soon as I hit send, and I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves. I wanted to take it, but I figured that would just piss him off more as soon as he realised what I was doing. I turned around slowly, giving him a sheepish smile when I saw his thunderous expression. My eyes flickered to Stefan and I noticed his worry, but honestly I wasn't worried in the slightest; but I was a little amused.

'Took you long enough,' I commented, breaking through the silence, I took a sip of my drink and then held it out to him, 'whiskey?' I asked, my voice innocent.

Klaus stared at me for a long moment before he reached forward and took the drink from my hand; his hand lingered on mine for a moment before he downed the whiskey. I could feel his anger disappear and that was when I realised that he had been using anger to mask his worry, my eyes snapped to his when I grasped this, and the concern shimmering in his eyes was unmistakeable before his mask snapped back into place, his expression now unreadable. I discretely squeezed his hand, allowing myself to send him some reassurance before I reluctantly pulled away. I looked over to Stefan and noticed his shock at how quickly Klaus had calmed down, but I refused to meet his eyes, not wanting him to get the wrong idea.

'So… did you two finish your reminiscing?' I asked when Klaus took a seat beside me while Stefan sat on my other side.

'Not really, seeing as I can't remember most of my life during that time.' Stefan said, and then something seemed to click at the back of my mind, I turned to Klaus and gave him a pointed look. He just smirked at me and rolled his eyes, amused that I seemed to have figured out why Stefan seemed to have trouble remembering his past in Chicago.

'Well, maybe Klaus can help you with that.' I muttered under my breath, I felt Stefan stare at the side of my head questioningly before his gaze moved to Klaus, who in that moment was squeezing my thigh in warning. I sighed and gestured for another drink, handing over Klaus' card as I asked her to open up a tab. She gave me a warm smile before she complied.

'Where did you get a card from?' Klaus asked, his tone suspicious.

I turned to him and gave him my best innocent smile that I knew he wasn't believing for one second, 'I found it.' I said, grinning when Klaus' expression lit up in realisation.

'You took my card?' He asked, sounding a mixture of amused and annoyed.

'Well if you didn't want anyone to steal your wallet you should come up with a better hiding place,' I said as I reached for the fresh whiskey in front of me, 'underneath the drivers seat isn't the most creative place I must say.'

Klaus' jaw dropped in shock, while Stefan burst out laughing next to me. I just grinned before I downed my whiskey and gestured for another. Klaus managed to gather himself and ordered the same.

'So, I doubt we came all this way to drink' I said, looking to Klaus with my brow raised in question.

He smirked as he responded, 'nothing gets past you does it love?'

'Nope' I said, starting to feel the affects of the alcohol and I knew I needed to slow down if I didn't want to embarrass myself. I decided to finish my current drink before I switched over to soft drinks.

'You're actually in the right place,' Klaus said.

I frowned as I looked over to him, 'what are you rambling about now? Has anyone ever told you that you ramble? Because you do. Often.' I said, poking his chest and nearly falling of my stool in the process. Yep, definitely needed to slow down.

'I didn't know you were such a light weight, love,' Klaus said, his tone amused.

'There's plenty you don't know about me Klaus.' I muttered, my speech slurred.

'I suppose that's true.' Klaus said, though the way he was watching me made me think that he didn't like that.

'Anyway, what did you mean Klaus?' Stefan said, perking up from the other side of me.

'This is exactly where I was planning to come,' Klaus replied, gesturing to the woman who had been serving me all day from behind the bar, 'Gloria here is my favourite witch and I believe she can give me some answers as to why my hybrids are failing.'

'Gloria,' I said, pointing to the woman behind the bar as my drunken brain slowly put the pieces together, 'as in Gloria's bar! You know, that's clever.'

Gloria laughed at my drunken ramblings as she looked over to Klaus, 'she's cute.'

Klaus just hummed in agreement before Gloria continued, 'I didn't know she was yours, though with the power coming from her, I should have guessed.'

I shot up from my slumped position on the bar as I pointed at Gloria once more, this time accusingly, 'you mean you know what I am?'

'Of course I do, sugar.' Gloria said, smirking at me.

I narrowed my eyes, trying to be threatening, but I frowned when she looked like she was trying not to laugh. I looked over to Klaus and Stefan, confused that she wasn't cowering under my intimidating glare only to notice they were both smirking. What the hell?

'Love, you're not the best at interrogating,' Klaus said as he bit back a laugh.

I turned to Stefan, hoping that he would back me up but he just held his hands up as he released a genuine laugh; a laugh I hadn't heard in months. I gave him a soft smile as I turned back to Klaus.

'Well then fine, I'll leave the interrogating to the master,' I said, nudging his arm in a 'go for it' gesture. He just looked to Gloria and raised his brows, and that was all it took.

'You're a hybrid. Part Prophet, part Empath, and you're strong too. Your powers will develop even further the more you connect with them.' She said, her tone a matter of fact.

I just stared at her with my mouth hanging open; I had wanted answers to what I was for months and now I had them, but the trouble was I didn't know how to react, what to do. I didn't even know what either of those things were. Gloria seemed to notice this as she opened her mouth to elaborate.

'Empaths are beings that can read and experience people's feelings and emotions, which I'm sure you've realised by now. This particular gift means that you cannot only take certain emptions away from people, but you can project other ones onto them as well, which, if they don't know what you are can be very useful. Prophets are beings that have visions of the future; they are known to be the most trustworthy and accurate of all fortune-tellers. Prophets are also known for their good instincts and protective nature. Your hybrid nature means that your gifts interlink, making your predictions and instincts even more accurate. In other words, anyone would be an idiot to go against your word.' Gloria finished.

I turned to Klaus, my head felt like it was going to explode with all of this information. No one else in my family was magical, so the fact that I was meant that I most likely came from a different family, I remembered that Elena was adopted, and I knew that I had to be too; that was the only way that any of this would make any sense. I was snapped out of my thoughts when Klaus placed his hand over mine, squeezing gently, bringing a sense of calm over my body. I gave him a grateful smile as I squeezed his hand back before releasing him. I looked back up to Gloria, a question on the tip of my tongue but I stopped when I saw the way she was looking in between Klaus and me. I realised that our friendship might have looked strange to her, but when I focused I could feel the comprehension pouring from her.

'What? You have this look like you just realised something?' I said, trying to keep my voice light, I felt Klaus looking to her as well and noticed him straighten up and lean forward from the corner of my eye.

'I could be wrong. It's very rare and I've only seen it a handful of times…' Gloria started, looking between the two of us almost nervously.

'Spit it out, love. We have a long list of things to get to today so please, hurry along.' Klaus said, his tone threatening.

'Well, I can sense the connection between the two of you, and for me to be able to sense it, it means it's strong. A connection of this strength means that you two are meant for each other. You're mates.' Gloria trailed off, her tone a matter of fact and when I focused, I felt the honesty coming from her.

I felt myself frown, not understanding, I looked over to Klaus and we shared a look, both of us clearly thinking the same thing; she was crazy. I nodded in agreement and Klaus turned back to Gloria, probably about to threaten her to stop blabbering such nonsense, but before he could she carried on talking.

'I've seen the strength of your connection several times since you've walked in this bar alone. You two can have a conversation without speaking, just one touch from him calms you down and comforts you, though it can just as easily drive you crazy.' Gloria said, looking between the two of us and she must have seen our disbelief because she turned to Stefan, 'have you noticed anything like that?'

We both turned to Stefan, wanting to hear his answer, he was looking between us both, his expression apprehensive but I could feel him decide to settle on the truth.

'Yes. Plenty of times. You always have trouble sleeping when we stay in a hotel, and yet whenever we're in the car you sleep soundly, although lately you seem to have to be touching him in someway. You're in tuned to her feelings; you know exactly what she needs when she needs it, without her having to ask. If I didn't know better I'd say you'd been together for years.' Stefan admitted, though I could see the worry over the things he had noticed this summer.

My head was pounding even more than it had been before; I mean being a hybrid was one thing but being told that meant for Klaus Mikaelson was another. I looked over to Klaus and noticed that his expression was guarded; he didn't know what to think about this information either. I could feel that a part of him didn't believe it but there was another part of him that saw the truth behind it.

'What does it mean?' I asked Gloria, curiously.

'Well from what I've heard there are several steps to solidifying your bond. They have to be done during sex. You might have noticed that you both find the allure of each other's blood irresistible, which is because one of the steps is feeding from each other during intercourse. The second step being the marks made from this won't heal completely, you'll scar and you will forever be marked as belonging to one another.' Gloria said, noting my raised eyebrows before she continued, 'once you do this your bond will be unbreakable, you will be attuned to each others feelings and pain, being able to know what the other is thinking or if they are in trouble no matter how far away from one another you are. You will be drawn to each other constantly, more so than you already are, and you won't feel completely whole or content unless you are together.'

I could feel my mouth hanging open in complete shock. Was she serious? I refused to focus on her feelings at that point, not knowing what I would do if I felt honestly coming from her instead of deceit. Could she be telling the truth? I mean I wasn't going to deny my attraction to Klaus, but that was all it was wasn't it? Before I could ponder it any further I was snapped out of my thoughts by Klaus' voice and he sounded furious, I inhaled sharply when I felt the waves coming from him. I went to take it, but I had taken no more than a smidge when his eyes cut to mine, glaring in warning, I raised my hands defensively and took the hint.

'I don't know who you're trying to kid, but you spout anymore nonsense and I will happily tear out your liver.' Klaus said, his expression murderous.

I shook my head and sighed at his antics. I didn't like what she was saying either, but that didn't mean I was about to start spewing off threats to her. I was 'meant for' this guy, seriously?

'Klaus, maybe we should just focus on the hybrid problem,' I said, wanting to reach out and touch him, but honestly I didn't know how he would react to me in that moment, so I restrained myself. Klaus happily reverted back to the original reason as to why we had come here.

'What am I doing wrong? I broke the curse.' Klaus said, leaning forward to snag a bottle of Jack Daniels from behind the bar, he filled up his glass and then offered the bottle to me; I took it gratefully, filling my glass before setting the bottle in between us.

'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.' Gloria said and I felt Klaus' displeasure at her words.

'That would be the Original witch, and she's very dead.' Klaus gritted out, obvious hatred coming from him, I supposed it made sense that he would hate her seeing as she was the one who had placed the curse on him in the first place.

'I know, and if you want me to contact her, I'll need help. Bring me Rebekah.' Gloria said, her voice assertive, but when I focused on her feelings I could sense the deceit coming from her. What was she up to?

'Rebekah… she's a bit preoccupied.' Klaus said with a smirk, almost as if he had an inside joke with himself.

'She has what I need. Bring her to me and I'll get you your answers.' Gloria said, her voice firm.

I was about to ask her why she was so sure Rebekah (who ever that was) would have her answers when Stefan came up in between me an Klaus, slamming something down onto the bar. I frowned when I felt his confusion and anger. I leaned forward to see what had made him feel this way and realized that it was a picture; a picture of Klaus and Stefan with another striking blonde woman, who seemed to share some genetic similarities with Klaus; they were similar around the eyes and I was idly wondering if they were related when Stefan's shouting cut through my thoughts.

'What is this?' Stefan demanded.

'I told you, Stefan. Chicago's a magical place,' Klaus smirked as he sipped on his whiskey.

'But this is me, with you.' Stefan replied, pointing to them both in the picture that was still resting on the bar. Klaus didn't respond; he downed his whiskey and took his card back from Gloria as he made his way out of the bar. I gave Stefan a reassuring smile as we followed after him. We got into a cab and when we pulled up in front of what looked like another abandoned warehouse I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

'Do you have a thing for abandoned warehouses or something?' I asked, fighting a grin when he gave me a mock glare.

'Abandoned warehouses are a good place to keep things you'd rather not be found, love.' Klaus said as he walked forward, not bothering to see if Stefan and me were following, which we were. Stefan started to question Klaus as we stepped over the threshold of the warehouse; I could feel his anxiety radiating from him and I took it little by little so that he wouldn't notice what I was doing.

'This doesn't make sense. Why don't I remember you?' Stefan asked, his voice much calmer.

'You said it yourself; your memory has some dark holes,' Klaus replied, as he continued to walk forward to the only lit up area in the warehouse.

'No, if you knew me, then why haven't you said anything?' Stefan wondered.

'I'm a little busy right now. Memory lane will have to wait.' Klaus responded, his tone dismissive as he walked up to one of the few coffins in the room, lifting the lid, revealing the woman who had been with Klaus and Stefan in the picture. She was beautiful and my theory of them being related was then confirmed seeing as the only other person I knew about Klaus dragging around in a coffin was his brother. I assumed that Rebekah was his sister. Klaus smiled at her fondly as he gently caressed the side of her face before abruptly pulling the dagger from her.

'I don't recognise her,' Stefan said, his brow furrowed as if he was trying to push himself to remember her.

'Well don't tell her that. Her temper is worse than mine.' Klaus smirked, his eyes flickering to Stefan before he looked back to Rebekah his expression becoming impatient, 'time to wake up, little sister. Any time today Rebekah.'

I snorted, 'from what I remember it takes a little longer than thirty seconds for an Original to wake up after having the dagger removed.' I said.

'She's being dramatic,' Klaus said to Stefan, ignoring my comment, making me roll my eyes in annoyance.

'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 said, irritation clouding his tone.

'Well, you do have many useful talents.' Klaus admitted, looking to Stefan with admiration.

'I do?' Stefan asked.

'Indeed. In fact, I learned some of my favourite tricks from you.' Klaus said, going on to tell a story of Stefan forcing a man to drink his wife's blood, the whole thing made my stomach curdle as I imagined it happening. As we walked out of the warehouse, Klaus stopped when he noticed a man standing by the door. He was wearing a uniform, so I assumed he worked here, doing what I didn't know.

'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,' Klaus compelled him. I had to bite my tongue from saying something to him, knowing it wouldn't make a difference. I did however take away the poor man's confusion and terror before we left, sending him a semblance of calm in hope that it would help.

'Where are we going?' Stefan asked when he noticed that Klaus was walking purposefully.

'We were friends once, Stefan. You trusted me with your secrets and now I'm going to prove it to you.' Klaus responded, not looking back, I could feel my own curiosity growing as Stefan and I trailed behind Klaus.

'How?' Stefan murmured.

'We're going to your old apartment,' Klaus answered.

I felt Stefan's surprise as we continued to follow him and I idly wondered if this would be a good thing for him as I was thinking it over though, I felt myself gasp at the ball of dread growing in my stomach. Knowing it was similar to what had happened in the mountains, I felt out for Elena and winced when I realized that she was close.

'Are you okay, love?' Klaus asked.

'Peachy,' I replied, trying to act normal; I knew I wasn't fooling him, but he didn't press me.

We reached Stefan's apartment a few minutes later and I could feel that Elena was inside before we even opened the door. I tried to keep my breathing even; knowing that if Klaus heard my raising heart beat he would be even more suspicious. I wanted to alert Stefan somehow but I couldn't communicate that his girlfriend was hiding in his old apartment through a look. Klaus twisted the handle and threw open the door, allowing Stefan to walk in first. I trailed behind last and felt my eyes go over to the corner of the room, where Elena's panic was coming from. I bit my lip as I took her panic, sending calming waves as a replacement. I didn't want her elevated heart beat to give her away.

'Do you feel that? Someone's been here.' Klaus said, and I held my breath to stop myself from reacting.

'This place has been vacant for decades; people probably break in all the time. Why'd you bring me here?' Stefan asked, as he glanced around the room, probably overcome with memories.

'When you made Liam Grant drink his wife's blood, I never could figure out why you asked for his name. But eventually you trusted me with your secret; it was all a part of your little ritual.' Klaus said as he made his way over to the closet that Elena was inside of, he opened the door and gestured for Stefan to look.

'To write it down.' Stefan said as he walked forward.

'And to relive the kill, over and over again.' Klaus said with a smirk as Stefan made his way fully inside of the closet. I felt his shock, and I knew that he had noticed Elena. His shock was quickly replaced with longing and love, and I felt my heart break a little for them both; they deserved to be together. I had to force myself to stay where I was, even though every part of me wanted to rush over and take her in my arms; I'd missed my little sister so much.

'Look what I found,' Stefan suddenly said, I felt Elena's worry, but I knew she had nothing to be concerned about. Stefan walked out with a bottle of alcohol, '1918, single malt.'

'My favorite.' Klaus said, taking the bottle from Stefan as he started to walk towards the door, 'let's go find someone to pair it with.'

I wrinkled my nose, 'just the alcohol for me thanks.' I muttered sarcastically, making Klaus chuckle. I felt Elena's surprise followed by her pain as she heard my voice and I quickly took it, sending calming waves to her once more. With a sigh, I followed Stefan and Klaus out of the apartment, wanting nothing more than to turn back.

Once they had both fed we made our way back to Gloria's bar. She handed Stefan and Klaus a beer and went to give me the same but I just held up my hand and requested a Diet Coke instead, deciding I'd had enough alcohol for one day.

'Where's Rebekah?' Gloria asked.

'She'll be here. I can't just conjure her on demand.' Klaus replied, taking a sip of his beer. I could feel the worry coming from him; he was scared that Rebekah wasn't going to come, I sent him a wave of reassurance without thinking, and noticed his eyes glimmer in thanks before he looked over to Stefan who was sat on the other side of me.

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

'Is that why you brought me along with you? Because you liked the way I tortured innocent people?' Stefan muttered, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out Klaus' agenda.

'Well that was certainly half of it,' Klaus agreed, putting his feet up on the bar and crossing his legs.

'What's the other half?' Stefan asked.

'The other half is that you used to want to be my wingman,' Klaus said simply, before telling Stefan about the time that they had talked about his family calling him an abomination. Stefan had insisted that they were jealous because they couldn't be what he was: a king. I could feel how much that meant to him as well as Stefan's confusion that only seemed to be growing.

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

'That's a good question.' I said, sipping my coke as I waited for Klaus' answer.

'All good things must come to an end.' Klaus murmured as he stared at his beer bottle; I could feel the sadness coming from him before I took it and sent him a wave of comfort. I felt him look at me but I avoided his gaze, trying to act innocent.

'You compelled me to forget?' Stefan muttered after a while, putting the pieces together.

'It was time for Rebekah and I to move on. Better to have a clean slate.' Klaus said, but I could tell that there was another reason.

'Why would you need to do that? Unless you were running from someone.' Stefan said suddenly, I felt Klaus' concern rise from beside me and I cut in before he could.

'That's quite a leap Stefan.' I said, wondering why I felt the need to defend Klaus.

'Story time's over.' Klaus said, his tone one of warning. Stefan sighed in annoyance, but I felt a jolt of fear come from him and I turned to see what was wrong. I noticed he was staring out of the window and saw Damon standing outside, gesturing for me and Stefan to join him. I shook my head a little, knowing that both of us couldn't leave at the same time without arousing suspicion. I discreetly nudged Stefan, knowing he would be able to get out of here easier than me.

'I need a drink. A real one.' Stefan said, walking out of the door without waiting for a response from Klaus. I realized when the door closed that he had left me alone with Klaus… again. I huffed in annoyance, but I couldn't ignore the little ball of anxiety in my gut; the last time I'd been left alone with him we'd had sex in a bar's bathroom. I bit by lip and tried to fight the wave of desire that washed over me as I remembered how incredible it had been.

'So…' I said, trying to make conversation, I looked over to him, meeting his eyes, which was a mistake. I could see the hunger shining in his captivating blue eyes; hunger that I knew without a doubt was reflected in mine. He leaned forward placing his hand on my thigh sliding it up slowly, provocatively, towards where I was beginning throb; my eyes fluttered shut from the pleasure of having his skin on mine. With a shiver, my eyes snapped open and I could feel them darken lustfully. His gaze was fixed on mine, his hunger was evident, but like before, he was leaving what happened up to me. I leaned closer to him and that was all the encouragement he needed, he pulled me forward and I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist. My lips moved behind his ear, kissing him, before I took his earlobe into my mouth and tugged with my teeth. I felt his growl vibrate against my chest and I found myself squirming in anticipation. When I pulled back from him I vaguely registered that we were no longer in the bar, but we were once again in a bathroom.

I smirked at him when I noticed this, which he returned briefly before his lips went to my neck. I realized he had me pinned against the wall, not that I cared; all I could think about was his lips on my skin. He made his way across the crook of my neck, nipping and sucking softly, the sensation making me moan in pleasure. My hands tangled in his hair, roughly pulling him back, he growled warningly, but I paid him no attention as I smashed his lips to mine. I moaned when I felt him reach underneath my bra and crop top as he palmed and gently massaged my breasts. My gasp of surprise allowed him the access to deepen the kiss and I moaned as his tongue and mine fought for dominance, a battle that he quickly won. I reached down, pulling back for long enough to grip his shirt and lift it up over his head. He grinned at me a little before he brought his lips back to mine, I found myself delighting in the kiss, my need for him growing by the second. I allowed my hands to glide over his chest, loving the feel of his skin underneath mine. I grinded my hips against his as I allowed my nails to scratch him lightly. He growled in approval as he moved back to rid me of my crop top and bra in one go. He moved forward, his lips moving from my jaw all the way down to my breasts, nipping and sucking as he went. I could hear myself whimpering in anticipation, and when I felt him smirk against me more than once I knew he was enjoying how much I wanted him.

He took my left breast into his mouth abruptly, sucking as well as moving his tongue back and forth tauntingly, the action made my back arch at the pleasure that travelled through my body. I could feel the throbbing between my legs growing and I knew that I needed him now. I reached down, my hands going to his belt buckle, but he grabbed both of my wrists in one of his hands as he secured them both above my head. He pulled back from my chest, the loss of contact making me whimper, as he smirked at me.

'Patience, love.' Klaus murmured, his voice seductive as he brought his lips back to mine. I moaned against his mouth when his other hand slipped underneath my shorts and panties, palming my core. I tried to move my hips to gain some kind of friction, but he had me pinned between him and the wall too tightly, leaving me no room for movement. His lips moved from my mouth to my cheek as he kissed his way to my earlobe before took it in between his teeth and he tugged gently, his hand moving downwards as he slipped one of his fingers inside me. I had been so worked up that it didn't take him long to get me to fall apart around him with a moan. I felt him ridding me of my shorts and panties before he filled me in one swift movement. The abruptness of the action made me moan deeply in my throat, I wanted to tangle my hands in his hair, but it was then I realized that my hands were still pinned to the wall. I was about to demand to be released until I felt him start to move.

'Jesus Christ.' I muttered as my eyes fluttered shut from how good he felt inside of me.

Klaus growled in agreement as his hips started moving back and forth faster and harsher. He was fucking me hard and fast against the wall and I loved every moment of it. At some point he released my hands as he brought both of his hands to my waist to keep me in place enough so that his hips met mine with more force, making my moans come faster. I reached up to move my hair from the side of my neck and gently ushered his face to the crook of my neck, and he didn't hesitate when he understood what I wanted. I felt his fangs gently pierce my neck and I screamed out when the pleasure coursing throughout my body reached its boiling point and I fell over the edge calling Klaus' name. I felt Klaus growl in approval as he continued to drink from me until he reached his climax not long after, I felt him pull back from my neck and lick the holes now in place before he rested his forehead against mine as we both tried to get our breath back. Once we did we shared a grin and he softly, almost tenderly kissed me before pulling back and carefully placing me on the ground. I start to look around for my clothes, frowning when I can't see them anywhere. I looked over to Klaus, about to ask him where he had thrown them only to frown when I noticed he was already dressed.

'Where the hell are my clothes?' I asked, looking around again, still not seeing them anywhere on the floor.

I heard Klaus chuckle and looked over to him questioningly, only to see him holding my shorts and top in one hand with my panties and bra in the other. I held my hands out to him giving him a 'hand them over' look. He simply grinned, a mischievous glint in his eye and I knew he was about to piss me off.

'Klaus…' I trailed off warningly.

'Yes, love?' He said, his tone innocent, he tried to make his expression innocent as well, but he failed miserably. I had to bite my lip to stop myself from laughing; I didn't want to encourage him.

'Can I have my clothes, please?'

'I think I prefer you like this.' He responded, his eyes darkening as he trailed over my body, I felt my body break out in goose bumps as if I could feel him touching me with his gaze.

'Well I don't think the rest of Chicago will. Now give!' I said, my tone more demanding. He sighed like a child who was being forced to hand over his favorite toy, but he complied. I sighed in relief as I quickly dressed, sending him a glare when I was finished.

'You're an ass.' I accused as I opened the bathroom door to make my way back to the bar.

He smirked and held his hands up defensively and I felt my lips curl up into a small smile, despite my best efforts. I could feel the smugness coming from him and I was about to retort but I was cut off when I noticed Stefan sat back at the bar, looking miserable and slightly uncomfortable.

'Why so glum, mate?' Klaus asked, brightly, smirking when Stefan's expression seemed to become more miserable.

Stefan didn't answer but I could feel the judgment rolling off him and I responded before I thought about it.

'Stop that.' I said, narrowing my eyes at Stefan, he looked a little taken aback and I rolled my eyes in annoyance, 'I can feel the judgment radiating from you. Pack it in. I've refrained from judging you with all the stories I've heard about you all summer, so I'd appreciate the same courtesy.'

Stefan nodded in understanding before giving me an apologetic smile. I patted his shoulder to let him know all was well before I took a seat next to him at the bar. I could feel Klaus' anger toward Stefan and I sent him a reassuring wave to let him know that it was fine. In fact, Stefan's reaction was nothing compared to what everyone else would have said if they'd found out exactly how intimate Klaus and myself had been.

'Come on, we should go and check on Rebekah's rate of recovery.' Klaus muttered, making his way to the door. We followed behind him silently, as he hailed a cab and gave the address. It didn't take us long to get there, and soon I found myself trailing behind Klaus as we went further into the warehouse; he had told Stefan to wait outside until he called for him to come in. I winced when I felt anger coming from somewhere I couldn't pinpoint. I was glancing around trying to locate it when all of a sudden a rush of blonde hair came out of nowhere and stabbed Klaus in the chest with a dagger. I bit back my concern, knowing that the dagger wouldn't affect him.

'Go to hell, Nik' Rebekah said, looking down to Klaus with a sneer. I felt her anger grow when Klaus smirked at her, moving to pull the dagger from his chest. I took Rebekah's anger as I leaned against the wall out of the way of their sibling spat.

'Oh come on, don't pout. You knew it wouldn't kill me.' Klaus said, his voice smug, causing me to roll my eyes and tut at him in disapproval. He didn't respond to me, but Rebekah did meet my eyes with a grateful smile before she turned back to her brother.

'No, but I was hoping it would hurt more.' Rebekah gritted out, but her tone lacked conviction as I managed to take the last bit of anger from her.

'I know you're upset, so I'll let that slide just this once. I brought you a gift as a peace offering.' Klaus said, smiling to her. She turned to me her vampire face coming forward.

'Excuse you. He doesn't mean me, sweetheart. By the looks of it you're perfectly full,' I said, gesturing to the corpse on the floor by her coffin.

She looked at me strangely, before she turned back to Klaus, but before she could ask him what was going on he shouted for Stefan to come in. When he did, I could feel the joy coming from Rebekah and it made me smile a little. But it was a little sad when Stefan didn't recognize her. Klaus stepped forward then, compelling him to remember and once he did, Stefan took a few moments to gather himself, as his mind was flooded with memories. He looked in between the two of them, recognition shining on his face.

Klaus and Rebekah smiled at him when Stefan murmured, 'we were friends.'

'We are friends.' Klaus said before he turned back to Rebekah, 'now for the reason you're here. I'm told you know how to contact the original witch.'

I shook my head at him, still leaning against the wall.

'The Original witch?' Rebekah asked, her hand going to her neck, I could feel her panic when her hands came into contact with nothing.

'What do you have that Gloria needs?' Klaus asked.

'Where's my necklace? What did you do with it Nik? I never take it off!' Rebekah screeched, her panic growing as she searched her coffin and came up empty.

'Tell me that's not what she needs!' Klaus shouted, 'tell me that's not what she needs, Rebekah!'

I pushed off from the wall and stepped in between Klaus and Rebekah.

'Shouting isn't going to get you anywhere.' I said, taking his anger before I turned to Rebekah and placed a hand on her shoulder, amplifying the comforting waves I was sending towards her, hoping to dim the panic I could feel radiating from her.

'Are you all right?' I asked her, and she looked to me frowning as if she was trying to figure out who I was or what I was doing there. When I gave her a small, reassuring smile she threw her arms around my neck and hugged me. I could feel her sobbing into my neck, and I kept sending comforting waves towards her, hoping it was helping at least a little. A few moments later, she calmed down and pulled back from me, wiping under her eyes, looking a little embarrassed; I squeezed her hand in response, silently telling her there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

'I'm Rebekah,' she said, holding out her hand to me.

I took it with a bright smile, 'I'm Kim.' I let go of her hand and linked my arm through hers; I just knew we were going to be great friends. I could feel Klaus' curiosity and amazement coming from him as well as Stefan's shock but I just ignored them both as me and Rebekah walked forward, out of the warehouse and into the night, leaving the brooding males in their own company for the time being.

That's chapter nine for you! I loved this chapter, and I hope that I explained Kimberly's gifts in a way that wasn't too confusing. I hope that the added information of her and Klaus being meant for each other wasn't too much either, but that information needed to be in this chapter as well because it needed to come from Gloria. This might explain their behaviour towards one another a little better as well. As you can tell it's going to take Klaus and Kim a while to accept what Gloria said about them, and it's going to take Kim a while to realize just how powerful her gifts can be. I really enjoyed bringing Kim and Rebekah together in this chapter, and I can't wait to write the next one, to allow their friendship to blossom. Let me know what you think!

Would like to say a huge thank you to XxSunnaxX for giving my story a favorite and a follow- it means a lot!

Geminigurl89: Great chapter! It was really interesting to see Klaus' point of view. Thank you! I enjoyed writing it.