Our secret

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God I hate this. I keep forgetting that I'm no longer a witch and it's really annoying. "Welcome back to Chicago, Emmy and Stefan." Klaus introduces as we get out of the car. "What are we doing here?" I ask stifly. I came here with him once like three years ago. "I know how much you loved it here." He says and then looks at Stefan. "Bringing back memories of the good old ripper days?"

I stop for a second furrows my eyebrows at them. "Wait...you guys have been here....together?" I ask. "Blacked out most of them. A lot of blood, a lot of partying. The details are all a blur." Stefan replies. Sounds familiar.

"Well, that is a crying shame. The details are what make it legend." He comments. "Chicago was magical."

"Yeah, well, I'll take your word for it." Stefan shrugs. "Like I said, I don't remember most of it."

"Well you do, don't you Emily... great time huh." He smiles showing his dimples. "Don't remember." I lie. "So are we here for a reason or...." I trail boredly and he looks at me in an amused way before leading the way. "We're going to see my favorite witch." He answers. "If anyone can help us with our hybrid problem, it's her."

Stefan and I knowingly glance at eachother and I really hope this witch bitch can't figure it out.

We enter a bar and I smile as I look around. I remember this place. It's nothing much but it has a lot of memories. "Looks familiar, doesn't it?" Klaus asks and I nod unconsciously. "I can't believe this place is still here." I say softly.

"You got to be kidding me." Gloria walks towards us with a smile. "So a hybrid walks into a bar, says to the bartender..."

"Stop. You may be invincible, but that doesn't make you funny." She interrupts and I snort. Apparently that brings her attention to me and she smirks glancing between Klaus and I. "Did not think you two would last this long." She scoffs. "As if." I scoff. "I'm not with him....like that." I explain and she nods skeptically. "Shouldn't you be kinda old right now because....last time I saw you I was Sixteen." I say, she narrows her eyes at me and I raise my hands in mock innocence. "I remember you." She smirks at Stefan and he seems to notice her. "Yeah. You're Gloria."

"Gloria's a very powerful witch." Klaus explains. "I can slow the aging down some. Herbs and spells. But don't worry, it'll catch up to me one day." She admits. She furrows her eyebrows at me in a confused way and then touches my hand. "You're..." she trails jumping back and I nod slowly. "Yep thanks to dimples over here." I mutter bitterly and she looks kind of confused and concerned and then pissed and i guess Klaus notices because he sends Stefan and I off towards the bar.

"You've been here before?" Stefan questions me. "Yeah, sadly I had this eera in my life where I dated Klaus Mikaelson and he took me here." I answer mixing a drink for myself. "The better question is when have you been here?"

"A long time-" he starts but I put up my hand stopping him when I see a picture hanging on the wall. "Um...Stef?" I call showing him the picture and he flashes a confused frown at it. The picture is of him and Klaus all buddy buddy.

"You were friends with him?" I raise my eyebrows but he's still scowling at the picture. "When the hell was that?" I question. "I have no idea." He breathes out and I chuckle earning a glare from him. "I'm not the one who dated him." He shoots back and I cock an eyebrow. "You sure bout that." I smirk gesturing to the picture and he snatches it off of the table holding it up. "What is this?" He questions Klaus. He looks over at us. "Well, I told you, Stefan. Chicago's a magical place."

"But this is me. With you." He trails unsurely.

"I'll explain on the way." He answers and I down my drink quickly. "Where the hell are we going now?" I asked annoyed and he smirks. "To get Rebekah." Who the fuck is Rebekah?

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