Lily sat on the floor of the cell with a frown on her pretty, but dirty, face. She growled and looked at Rooster, who was chained to the wall.

"I'm sick of this!" she squealed in her high, scratchy voice. "Sick! Sick, sick! I can't handle these bricks, these bars...this tiny window anymore..." she fell back into the corner and began to cry.

"Look," he began, in his usual affirmative way, 'I know you don't like to be in one spot for too long, but you are here for..." He turned to the wall at that point. "Ummm... nine hundred and eighty three more days. So you better get used to it." He leaned back with a smirk.

"But...but..."

"But nutin! Ain't no one gonna bail us out you crook! Yes... I know I'm a crook too. Don't look at me like that..."

"But I'm pregnant!" she cried and thew her hands to her mouth. She folded her legs up and put her face in her knees.

"You- you're what!"

"Will you two shut up in there! Or do you need a muzzle?" The guard asked with a growl.

"Will ya shut your trap and do your job?" Rooster snapped back. The guard grunted an affirmative. "You are seriously pregnant?" His mouth dropped open and he looked at her suspiciously hoping she was lying. But Lily was a bad liar, so one look at how she was acting told him she wasn't.

"No, I'm ice fishing..." She rolled her eyes and looked at him angrily. "And you got me into this entire mess! I wasn't a thief till I started dating you! I was a good girl!"

He detested sarcasm, but he couldn't reach her, so he let it slide. "You were a good girl?" he sneered. "You were anything but a good girl. You were a drunk, you were a whore, and you were not a good girl by any means."

"I became that after I met you... You ruined my life!" she screamed and ran at him. "And now... and now I'm having your baby!"

He choked on his own tongue. "My baby?" he sputtered.

"No, Oliver Warbuck's baby you idiot. Yeah, it's yer baby!" She scoffed and looked him straight in the eyes and he slapped her.

"That was for being sarcastic." He slapped her other cheek. "And that, was for not telling me you were 'specting till we were throw into this dungeon." She rubbed her pink cheeks and walked to the other side.

"Ow..." she leaned againts the wall and slid to the floor. The guard walked up to the bars and looked at her pitifully. "You think this is a dungeon sir? Try being in the cells with no window, no food, no toilet, and rats, dead and alive. We have them, and if you strike that girl one more time, that is where you will be." Rooster rolled his eyes. "You already have two years more than she, let's not make it longer. Miss, I am going to ask if we can call a doctor to check on your baby, alright?" She nodded and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Thank you." he nodded and grabbed the phone on the wall.

"Sir? No sir, no problem. We have a woman admitting to pregnancy. Miss St. Regis... No not the hotel... Yes sir. Thank you." he looked at her and sighed. If you are found carrying, you will be given extra food, and a different cell as you draw nearer to your due date, other than that, they will not care for you any differently."

"As I assumed." she said feebily, then looked at Rooster with a scary glow in her eyes. He backed closer to the wall.