I am inspired by the character of Mama Morton. I started writing her last chapter, and I feel like writing much more now! Thanks, Mama! :D BTW, I noticed that the website I put in my last chapter didn't show up- so it was I don't think I'm allowed the www. bit. Oh, and xNocturnalx, all will be revealed when it comes to Roxie's trial...thanks for giving me such nice reviews and making me feel loved! Warning: Next chapter, this fic will be rated R. Please still R&R!

"Really? Ten years?" Roxie was impressed. Normally, a jury would be more lenient.

"Yeah, Harrison really had it in for Velma. There was some talk about them being an item- they both denied all that. In my opinion-" Morton was cut short by the clanging prison bell, and a voice shouting, "Lights out, ladies!"

She smiled.

"Listen, kid, you'll get on fine here. Come to my office tomorrow, and I'll make a phone call for ya."

"Oh really? What for?" Roxie asked.

"For Billy Flynn, of course! You want Billy, dontcha? Let me tell you this, if you wanna get off without being hung, you want Billy. Now, I can get him for you."

"Yeah, Mama, I'll have Billy. But how much is it gonna cost me?"Roxie stood with her hands on her hips. She had Morton's measure.

The older woman smiled. "Like I said, kid, you'll get on fine. We understand each other. I feel like you're family. So, half price. Fifty bucks."

"Fifty goddam bucks for a phone call? Jeez Mama, you must get a lot of wrong numbers." The women laughed.

"Like I said. You're almost family now."

The next morning, Roxie sauntered into Mama's office before breakfast. No-one else was up yet, and she didn't feel like eating the slop they served.

"Hey, Mama," she said casually.

"Oh, hi, kid." Morton responded, "Talked to Velma yet?"

Roxie swung onto Mama's desk, her skinny legs dangling as she reached for a cigarette. Mama made no move to stop her. Roxie had figured exactly how far she could go.

"No. They're all still snoring. And do they snore!Mama, can I be transferred to a quieter wing?"

"You wouldn't wanna leave poor Mama, now, would you?" They both laughed. Mama put her hand out and stroked Roxie's cheek. Roxie didn't flinch, but she looked away suddenly. She felt something, she didn't know what.

"Aw, c'mon, Hart. I thought we understood each other," said Mama.

"Yeah, Mama, we do. But...I don't feel like it right now."

Mama sighed. "Alright then, how about later?"

Roxie smiled.

"And in the meantime...Billy."

Very short, I know! I just wanted to give a clearer picture of the relationship between Roxie and Mama...R rated for the next chapter, remember! And thanks to sweet775 for reviewing!