I don't own Chicago or any of its characters it all belongs to Bob Fosse, This is one of my frist fics so please leave a comment below! Special thanks to MonumentForTheDead for giving me tips on writing, being a sweet person and sharing my love for this beautiful musical! Your the best!

Velma tried to calm her nerves as she sat down next to Billy, waiting for the trial to begin. this is it Velma thought to herself in a few days I might be a free women.. or end up dead. the judge banged on the podium and everything went quiet, the trial had begun.

"Ladies and gentlemen we are here today for the trial of Velma Kelly for the brutal murder of her husband and her sister. Miss Kelly how do you plead?"

Velma stood up from her chair "not guilty" her hands were shaking as she sat back down, spreading her legs open wide so everyone could see what little she had underneath before crossing them again. She smirked. She was scared sure, But she wasn't going to let anyone see that today.

Mr. Harrison came up to get the trial started. He had a piece of paper in his hand, the notes the detective took down on the night she was arrested. "question by sargent phonpotie So why did you do it? Answer by Velma Kelly I shot them for going behind my back, I regret nothing they deserved to die. Take the witness."

Billy came up to the stand ready to defend her, Velma sat down in the witness chair with as much confidence as she could fake, not showing how scared she was.

"What's your name?" "Velma Kelly" "now Miss Kelly it's true that you and you sister had an act together?" "yes that's true"

"did anyone else go with you?" "yes. My Husband Charlie traveled with us" "you all got along?" "we were all very close"

Billy crossed over to Velma. "Did Charlie treat you well?"

Velma paused. Remember what Billy said stick with the script. "Yes he did, but he always seemed to be interested in my sister for some reason"

"did your Sister notice this?" "I suppose so, she didn't think that much of it I guess she thought Chraile was joking around"

"Can you recall the events of the night that your husband and your sister ended up dead?"

"yes. Well it was about 9:00 at night the three of us where at the hotel, I had just gone out to get some ice So I come back and open the door.. there's Charlie trying to rape my sister"

(it was all part of the act to get Velma out of jail, Charlie didn't really do that)

the jury was at the edge of their seats wondering what she would say next. Billy looked at her as if expecting her to do something.. Then she remembered the handkerchief! So as quickly as she could Velma turned on the waterworks and started crying. Tears were rolling down her cheeks a mile a minute Billy came over to her and handed her the handkerchief. Velma took it and wiped her eyes. "thank you" Billy just smiled at her.

"then what happend?" Billy asked Velma "well.. Charlie said if I moved any closer he would shot my sister fearing for her life I took the gun from the dresser and I shot him! but I shot too late.. by the time the bullet hit him Veronica was already dead" Velma started to cry again.

Day three of Velma Kelly's trial

"pelope of the jury you and I have never killed we don't konw the pain that she has been dealing with. This woman has no one left to turn to. The best we can do is give her another chance" Billy Flynn said in his convincing way of his.

"has the jury reached a verdict?" the judge asked the crowd.

"we have your honor." said a jury member "we think Velma Kelly is innocent"

"case closed" the judge said as everyone began to leave.

"I can't believe it" Velma said to herself getting up. "thanks Billy"

"no prolume kid, I was only in it for the money anyway" Then Billy left without looking back. Velma wasn't surprised. Billy didn't really care about anyone, just how much money he could get out of the deal.

Mama came up to Velma as soon as everyone left giving her a tight hug. Mama took Velma's hands in her own, She had tears in her eyes. "your going to do amazing things someday baby, don't ever forget that"

Velma wiped a tear away trying not to cry. Mama was one of the few people Velma had met that actually cared about her. "thank you, Mama" Velma whispered

Mama gave her one more quick hug before leaving. Velma picked up her stuff from her old cell and headed out looking back at the jail where she had spent a long chuck of her lifetime.

She smiled walking down the Chicago streets She was free. No one could ever make her do anything aguin.

she stopped walking as a new thought had entered her mind.

what am I going to do with my life?