(Gilbert house) third-person POV

It's been five days since Gin and Amira were taken by Klaus. Elena and Jeremy are really worried about the pair. Ric blames himself for not finding them before they left the Smoky Mountains. He tried to call and text Gin. To warn her about Klaus. But she was already out of communication range.

Damon got a lead on Klaus where abouts. So, he went straight to Elena. "Rise and shine, sleepy head," he says as he lays beside her on her bed. Elena's head is on his chest. She suddenly sits up in bed and is surprised.

"Aah! What are you doing?! Get out!" Elena shouts.

"You know you were dreaming about me. Explains the drool, " he states smugly.

"Ugh. Oh, my God, " she groans and looks at her alarm clock. "Six a.m. Seriously? Do you really have nothing better to do at six a.m.?" Elena demands.

"Fine, don't come with me to bring Gin, Amira, and Stefan home. See ya, " he says, getting up.

"Wait. Wait, wait, wait. What? What are you talking about? Where are they?" Elena asks him.

"Windy city," he answers.

"They're in Chicago? Well, how do you know?" Elena asks him.

"It came to me in a dream. I was naked. You would have loved it. Start packing, " he tells her.

(Chicago) Gin's POV

We've arrived at a bar in Chicago called Gloria's Bar. I can't believe Klaus brought us here. My daughter is only six years old, for god's suck. Well, nearly seven. But I know better than to argue with him after five days of us being his prisoners.

We enter the bar as I hold Amira's hand. "You got to be kidding me," the woman behind the bar says when she sees us.

"So a hybrid walks into a bar, says to the bartender..." Klaus starts to say.

"Stop. You may be invincible, but that doesn't make you funny, " she tells him. "You should also know better than to bring a child to a bar," she adds, nodding at Amira.

"We're not here willingly," I state.

"Is your daughter hungry?" she asks.

"We ate on the way here, but thank you," I say. She nods and looks over at Stefan.

"I remember you," she states.

"Yeah. You're Gloria. Shouldn't you be..." Stefan starts to ask.

"Old and dead?" Gloria finishes. "Now if I die, who's going to run this place, huh?" she asks him.

"Then how are you alive?" Amira asks, curious.

"Gloria's a very powerful witch," Klaus answers.

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

"Stefan, why don't you go and fix us up a little something from behind the bar? Get Amira some water, " Klaus suggests. Stefan goes behind the bar. While Amira and I sit on the bar stools. I eavesdrop on Klaus while Amira talks to Stefan as he gets us drinks. "You look ravishing, by the way," he tells Gloria.

"Don't. I know why you're here. A hybrid out to make more hybrids? That kind of news travels, " she tells him. "Though I hoped the news of you holding a child and her mother hostage was a rumour," she adds.

"Gin has information useful to me, her daughter being here. Keeps her in line. " Klaus tells her, shrugging. "Now as for why I am here," he states. "So what am I doing wrong? I broke the curse, " he tells 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, " Gloria tells him. As Stefan gave Amira her water.

"Want anything?" Stefan asks me, and I shake my head. He gets back to making a drink for him and Klaus.

"Rebekah is a bit preoccupied," Klaus tells Gloria. As I tune back into their conversation. Who is Rebekah?

"She has what I need. Bring her to me, " Gloria tells him.

"Stefan, it's you," Amira says, pointing at a photo on the wall behind the bar. He grabs it and turns to Klaus.

"What is this?" Stefan demands.

"Well, I told you, Stefan. Chicago's a magical place, " Klaus reminds him.

"But this is me. With you, " Stefan states. I take the photo from him and look at it. It's a picture of Stefan with his arm around Klaus' shoulders in the 1920s. Judging by their clothes, they look very happy.

(Time skip)

We've arrived at a warehouse, Klaus had been telling Stefan a little about their history together in Chicago. How Stefan had been dating his sister Rebekah in the 1920s. Klaus opens a coffin, showing us his daggered sister. I can tell she is usually beautiful when not daggered. "I don't recognize her," Stefan states.

"Well, don't tell her that. Rebekah's temper is worse than mine, " Klaus tells him. He pulls the dagger out of her chest. "Time to wake up, little sister," he tells her. She's still lying there dead. He looks at Stefan, Amira, and I. "Any day now, Rebekah. She's being dramatic, " he tells us.

"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 asks him.

"Amira is tired and in need of a bath," I state. Klaus looks at us and walks away. He stops in front of a guardman and compels him.

"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, " he says. He then looks at me. "Go find us a hotel, get us a room and stay there until I come for you both," he compels me. I nod and take a card from him. I leave with Amira.

We find a hotel and check in. I made sure we had 4 beds. Amira and I then washed up. Before putting on clean clothes. Before sitting on the couch watching TV. Waiting for Klaus to call or until dinner time. Where I'd order us room service or we'd go down to the hotel restaurant. As we're not allowed to leave the hotel until we hear from Klaus.

A/N

Picture above of Gloria.