𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧- 𝐄.𝐌

18. Chicago

Maeve leaned on the back seat, her feet dangling out on the concrete road. She yawned still half asleep.

"Welcome back to Chicago, Stefan." she heard Klaus say.

Stefan looked around and back at Klaus, "What are we doing here?"

"I know how much you loved it here. Bringing back memories of the good old ripper days?"

"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." Klaus recalled sounding fascinated with the memories. "Chicago was magical."

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

"Going to get down to business, then?"

Stefan faced the original Hybrid, "Why am I 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."

Maeve groaned struggling to hold herself awake. "If you're done fangirling over Stefan's old methods of being a ripper-y vampire, can we get a move on?" Maeve yawned again.

"Ignore her." Stefan said, "she's not a morning person." Maeve scowled at his mock.

"I almost murdered the flirty demon of hell once you bitch. Don't you make me fuck you up you asshole."

Stefan smiled lopsidedly, "and she's got a mouth."

"A mouth?" Maeve shrieked. "You want to see what happens when you wake me up at sunrise you sibling of demonic idiot?"

"How about some co...coff──coffee for you? This way there won't be more colorful words being said." Klaus said between laughs walking to the car.

"Like you've never cursed in your long ass life of bitching and fucking shit up." Maeve cursed loudly moving to sit inside the car and slammed the door shut strongly.

"Oi!" shouted Klaus. "Don't take out your anger on my car!"

Maeve rolled her eyes, "sorry for hurting your precious carriage my lord."

Soon after Maeve followed behind Stefan and Klaus, inside a bar. She held in her hand the third cup of coffee. Stefan gazed around the bar taking in the dimly lit ambience.

"Looks familiar, doesn't it?" commented Klaus to Stefan taking a place by the bar.

"I can't believe this place is still here."

"You got to be kidding me." a voice came from behind them. There stood a woman with short hair staring at Klaus.

Klaus smiled and began, "So a hybrid walks into a bar, says to the bartender..." but she stopped him before he could continue on,

"Stop. You may be invincible, but that doesn't make you funny." Her gaze shifted onto Stefan. "I remember you."

"Yeah. You're Gloria. Shouldn't you be..."

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

"Gloria's a very powerful witch." complimented Klaus walking away from the table to stand in front of her.

"I can slow the aging down some. Herbs and spells. But don't worry, it'll catch up to me one day."

"Stefan, why don't you go and fix us up a little something from behind the bar?" Klaus asked him, "join him Maeve."