"That is impossible. I think that I would have known that, before. You can't have a sixteen year old son. Is this just some ploy, to test me, or something?"

"No."

"Then what is it?"

She pulls out her phone, and pulls up a picture. She hands it to him. He looks at the screen, and then looks at her. She points to the image on her screen, of a sweaty, sixteen year old boy, after a basketball game.

"That's my son," she reveals.

"How did I not know about him, before?"

"I never told anyone."

"You had to have told someone, the kid is sixteen."

"Until the past few weeks, nobody knew about him. I never told anyone about him."

"Olivia, I don't even know what to say."

"I am sorry. I should have told you."

"I just can't believe that you would keep something this big from me. I can't believe that you would keep a secret of this magnitude, from everyone, for all of these years. I feel like I don't even know you. What kind of person hides the fact that she has a son, from everyone? What would possess you to do that? I mean why would you hide that?"

"It's complicated."

"Explain it to me. I want to understand."

"I never told his father," she adds.

"Olivia, that is cold. Why wouldn't you tell his father?"

"It is a long story."

He shakes his head, "So, if you got pregnant, with my kid, you wouldn't tell me, either?"

"Why wouldn't I tell you?"

He shrugs, "Past history tells me that you wouldn't."

"Of course I would."

"How do I know that? How do I know that I can trust you? You hid the most important person in your life, from everyone for sixteen years. I don't care what your reasoning was, it wasn't right. It makes me questions whether I really want to be with you, or not."

He slowly chews his food, completely distracted. He watches the young man across the table. He stares at him, as if he might get out of his sight.

Ethan looks up from his plate, "You're being creepy," he warns.

Fin shakes his head, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I was just thinking, how I can't believe that you're here. I can't believe that you're sixteen years old, and I never knew about you. It's surreal."

"Yeah, I know."

"I just wish that I had gotten to know you, before now."

"There are a lot of pictures."

"It's not the same as being there."

"There is video, too. I know it doesn't make up for time that you lost, but it's something."

"You know, I am trying really hard to be understanding, and to be civil, because Olivia is your mother, and because I work with her, but I don't know if I can ever forgive her."

"I don't know if I can either," Ethan admits.

"I wish that she had told me. I guess she thought that I wouldn't want you, or something. Obviously, she didn't know me well enough, to know that wasn't true. I would have been in your life, no matter what."

"Can you say that, with one hundred percent certainty?"

"I disappointed Ken, a lot. I wasn't there for him, like I should have been. I would have jumped at the shot to have a second chance. I am just sorry that she didn't think I would."

"I don't think she could get past the fact that you were married. She would never want to be responsible for ruining someone's marriage."

"But, when I came to SVU I wasn't married anymore. She knew that. She could have told me, then. You were three, or four. You probably would never have known that I wasn't around the first couple of years, because you wouldn't have remembered."

"It's hard not to be angry at her."

"But?"

"I think back to everything she has done for me, and all of the sacrifices she's made, and it makes me a little less angry."

"She missed a lot of important moments, didn't she?"

"Not as many as you think. I know that she would give her life for me."

"Any parent would."

"She almost did," he adds.

"What do you mean?" Fin furrows his brow.

"She nearly died during childbirth."

"What are you talking about? I think that she would have told me about that."

"It's not something she talks about, with anybody. She didn't even tell me. Kelly let it slip one day, by accident."

Ethan comes inside, and heads for the shower. They have had a long day, and he's exhausted. Fin enters the apartment, and finds Olivia sitting on the couch. She grabs a file box, and hands it to him.

"What's this?"

"After my date I had some time on my hands, so I went out to Queens, to my storage locker."

"That doesn't answer my question."

"Video footage of Ethan, while he was growing up."

"Liv..."

She cuts him off, "I know that it doesn't make up for the fact that you weren't there, but it's the best that I can do."

"I was just going to say thank you."

"I am sorry you weren't there. It was selfish of me not to tell you."

"I will get over it, one day."

"You are far more understanding that I would be," she points out.

"Yeah, well you did a good job. He is a great kid."

"I got lucky."

"Maybe he got lucky," Fin suggests, "To have you as his mother."

"I doubt that."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," she nods.

"Is it true?"

"Is what true?" she raises an eyebrow.

"Did you almost die in childbirth?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Just answer the question," he insists.

"I hemorrhaged, and had to be transfused. My uterus nearly ruptured. I spent a few hours in the ICU, but we both ended up fine, so that's all that matters."

"That had to be scary."

"I don't remember any of it. I remember seeing him for the first time, and feeling kind of woozy, and then the next thing I remember I am waking up, and a nurse is wheeling him in the room."