being a Gilbert is not all its cracked up to be (vampire diaries fan fiction)

the windy city, memory lane and stefan was friends with klaus???

klaus pov

(Klaus layla and Stefan get out of a car)

"Welcome back to Chicago, Stefan" i tell him while holding layla to my chest. she wears a green dress with dark brown designs and light brown flats. her left wrist is covered in a mint green love bracelet and her right wrist is covered in a emerald watch. her eyes are painted with a soft green eyeshadow and her natural pink kissable lips are moistened with mango flavored lip balm. "What are we doing here?" stefan asks. "I know how much you loved it here. Bringing back memories of the good old ripper days?" i ask him. "Blacked out most of them. A lot of blood, a lot of partying. The details are all a blur" he tells me. "Well, that is a crying shame. The details are what makes it legend" i tell him.  

~later~

"Chicago was magical" i tell him. "Yeah, well, I'll take your word for it. Like I said, I don't remember most of it" he tells me. "Going to get down to business, then?" i ask tightening my hold on layla. "Why am I still with you? We had our fun, your hybrids failed. I mean, don't you want to move on?" he asks me. "We're going to see my favorite witch. If anyone can help us with our hybrid problem, it's her" i tell him and walk off with layla.

~Gloria's bar~

(Klaus and Stefan enter)

"Looks familiar, doesn't it?" i ask as layla looks around. "I can't believe this place is still here" stefan says looking around also. "You got to be kidding me" i hear a voice say. layla shuffles behind me shying away. i smile. "So a hybrid walks into a bar, says to the bartender..." i start but gloria cuts me off. "Stop. You may be invincible, but that doesn't make you funny" she says and looks at stefan. "I remember you" she says. "Yeah. You're Gloria. Shouldn't you be..." stefan starts "Old and dead? Now if I die, who's going to run this place, huh?" she finishes with a question

"Gloria's a very powerful witch" i tell him. "I can slow the aging down some. Herbs and spells. But don't worry, it'll catch up to me one day. now who do we have here standing behind the big bad hybrid?" she asks trying to get a good look at layla. layla giggles and peeks out from behind me. "ooh she's so adorable come here and give old gloria a hug" gloria says and hugs layla. layla surprisingly hugs her back. gloria releases her and puts her at arms length. "you are special. very special indeed. you have some gifts don't you hunny?" she asks. layla blushes and gives a tiny nod.

i pull her back to my chest and wrap my arms around her waist. "Stefan, why don't you go and fix us up a little something from behind the bar? and get layla some water" i tell him "Yeah, sure thing" he says and walks away. i look at gloria "You look ravishing, by the way" i compliment her. she sits down at a table and i sit down with layla in my lap. she leans back so her back is against my chest and my chin atop her head. "Don't. I know why you're here. A hybrid out to make more hybrids? That kind of news travels" she says. "So what am I doing wrong? I broke the curse" i tell her. "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" she tells me.

"Well, that would be the original witch. She's very dead" i tell her tightening my hold on layla's waist and play with a strand of her silky brown hair.  "I know. And for me to contact her, I'll need help. Bring me Rebekah" she tells me. "Rebekah. Rebekah is a bit preoccupied" i tell her not wanting to explain to her why i daggered her. "She has what I need. Bring her to me" she says. i sigh not wanting to undagger my sister because she is a pain and could do something to layla to get back at me "What is this?" i hear stefan ask bringing me out of my thoughts. i look over at him and see him holding a picture of me and him from when we first met "Well, I told you, Stefan. Chicago's a magical place" i tell him. "But this is me. With you" he says confused.