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Olivia took a quiet breath as the elevator doors opened, and Gemma's parents sitting on the bench at the end of the hallway were revealed. It barely took a moment for the disconnected family to catch each others' gazes. Gemma bolted from the elevator at full speed towards her parents. Her mother was off of the bench in a flash before wrapping her arms around her. Her father smiled at the two of them before wrapping his arms around them as well.

Taking her step off of the claustrophobic human dumbwaiter, Olivia watched as the three of them reunited after three years of being apart.

"Look at you. God, I have missed you so much." Her mother smiled wiping tears away from both of their faces. "I'm so happy to see you, Darling."

"I missed you too, Mom." Gemma breathed before turning to her father. She saw the stern look on his face and looked down at his shoes. "Are you mad at me for leaving?"

Her father wrapped his arms around her and kissed the crown of her head. "I'm really happy to see you, Pumpkin."

Gemma grinned wrapping herself around her father tightly. "Me too."

When Olivia's eyes met with Gemma's mother's, she walked up to them. "It's good to see you, Mya." She looked at Gemma's father and smiled awkwardly at his shocked expression. "Dave."

"You know my parents?" Gemma asked glancing between the three adults.

"I had a car sent to the airport to pick them up and bring them here. I know you were worried about them getting lost in New York." Olivia explained before extending her hand. "I'm Sergeant Olivia Benson." She saw the look of surprise come over Gemma's face, speaking again to distract her from the slip of her name. "Why don't I show you to a room that would be more private for you guys to talk."

"Um, that would be nice. Thank you... Sergeant." Dave smiled before Olivia led them back to the interrogation rooms, letting them slip into one off of her office. Gemma walked inside with Mya following. "I'll be there in a minute. I just want to thank everyone properly for reuniting us with our daughter."

Olivia bit her lip, silently cursing herself. She closed the door to the interrogation room before turning to Dave. "Look-"

"You haven't told Gemma the truth yet?" Dave asked with raised eyebrows.

Olivia sighed after a beat of silence. "It's not as easy as you think. Things are complicated."

Dave smiled crossing his arms over his chest. "If I remember right, 'complicated' is what got you into this mess. What's complicated this time?"

"Well, the circumstances are still difficult to explain to a teenager." Olivia retorted running a hand through her hair. "And,... I haven't seen Elliot in five years. He retired. He turned in his papers without telling me, and I haven't heard from him since. He ignored my calls and my texts. He changed his number because I was filling up his voicemail box." She leaned against the wall, looking in on the reunited mother and daughter. "I got his new number from his ex-wife a few days ago. I called, but I still haven't told him what's going on. I'm too mad at him... and at myself." She smiled sadly up at the man in front of her. "She doesn't deserve this. We fucked up her life before it even started. She deserves better, Dave."

"She deserves to know that you are her mother, Olivia." Dave whispered before kissing her head. "I love that girl more than anything in the world. I'm happy I got to raise her, but... I'm also sad that she didn't get to know her mother who obviously is a lot stronger than she gives herself credit for." He put a hand on her shoulder. "How is Noah doing?"

"He's good." Olivia grinned nodding her head. "For what he's been through in his life, he's a strong little boy."

Dave smiled at the beaming mother. "That reminds me." He pulled out a paper from his shirt pocket. "I believe that you let my last check expire."

Olivia looked at the check and shook her head. "I told you. I don't need it. I have the money for it."

"You were kidnapped, tortured, and assaulted by a man for three days. You are the mother of that beautiful girl I am lucky enough to call my daughter. I am not letting you pay for your therapy all by yourself. If you don't take it, I will go to your bank and deposit it myself." Dave said waving the folded paper around.

Olivia snatched it from his fingers and shook her head. "You always were determined."

Dave chuckled. "How do you think I survive Mya? I love her, but she's one stubborn piece of work." Olivia laughed nodding her head in agreement. "I'll let you get to work, but think about how you are going to tell Gemma. It's better it comes from you than her finding out suddenly."

Olivia nodded her head again. "I will. Thanks Dave." She smiled when he walked around her, kissing the back of her head, before slipping into the interrogation room. She watched as he hugged Gemma again, making the ache in her chest stronger.

"Hey Liv!" Fin called from the squad room. "I got someone out here who needs to be questioned. I figured you'd want to take this one."

"Why's that?" Olivia asked walking towards him.

"Because, we have a lot to talk about." She heard his voice. He stood up from the chair beside Fin's desk, his hands cuffed behind his back. "Hey Liv." He breathed, his voice and eyes softening when seeing her.

Olivia felt the tears building behind her eyes as her chest constricted painfully. "Elliot."

"Thanks for making him take the cuffs off of me." Elliot said rubbings his wrists as they both entered her office. "Congratulations on the promotion."

Olivia sighed. "Stop with the bullshit. Either explain yourself or leave."

Elliot frowned. "I know I owe you an explanation, but I'd like to know what was so God damned important that you had to call Kathy to get to me."

"Well, you got a new number. So, that's why I had to call your God damned ex-wife." Olivia snapped before exhaling slowly. "I don't owe you anything until you tell me why you left me without a single word five years ago."

She saw his mouth open before his eyes looked passed her to the glass that led to the interrogation room. "That's her." Elliot whispered staring into the interrogation room. "This is why you called me."

"Yeah, I wasn't sure what to do. I never really expected to be in this situation." Olivia huffed going to sit at her desk.

Elliot continued to look in at the small family reunion. "Does she know?"

Olivia pursed her lips together. "I haven't told her. Neither have they."

"And, why the hell not?" Elliot asked turning his gaze towards her.

"Because, she is in a shit ton of problems right now. She has her own drama. I don't think we need to add to it by telling her who her parents are." Olivia shouted at him as she stood back up and made her place behind the desk. "That can of worms shouldn't be opened until all of our ducks are in a row."

Elliot furrowed his eyebrows. "You're just scared to tell her the truth."

"You're damn right I'm scared!" Olivia snapped. She saw his eyes absorb the surprise of her outburst before he regained his composure. "How are we going to tell that girl that she was given up for adoption because her parents were too scared shitless to deal with what they had done. An affair, a broken marriage, kids to split. You and I both know that the collateral damage saved won't make the news to her any better."

Elliot walked over to the other side of the desk, nearly staring daggers at her. "I'm sure that a girl like that would understand. I'm sure OUR daughter would understand that."

Olivia shook her head. "And, what are we going to tell her when she asks why we've been lying about her existence for the past nineteen years? Why your wife doesn't know about her? Why her siblings don't know about her? Why we were so God damned selfish not to give her a chance just so we could save face? Tell me that one."

Elliot slowly sat down, watching Olivia cross her arms over her chest. "We still have to tell her at some point, Liv. She is our daughter."

"I know that. But at this moment, she's not our daughter." Olivia said feeling the knife twist through her very scarred heart. "She's their daughter. We're nothing but a donor and surrogate to her."

"She's our blood." Elliot breathed.

Olivia sat down in her chair, playing with her fingers. "I'm well aware that she's our blood. You don't even need a blood test to prove it. One look at her and you can see it." She looked right at him, finally taking in his appearance. "But, you and I both know that it takes more than blood to make you a parent." Her eyes glazed over as her own statement registered in her head. "I don't want to tell her anything until we get our shit straightened out. The last thing she needs is parents who don't get along because of their own stupid decisions. If we are going to shake up her life, we can at least have our shit together."

Elliot sighed leaning back in his chair. "I'd have to agree with you on that." He looked at the name plate on her desk, engraved 'Sergeant Olivia Benson'. It gave him a sense of pride to know that he got to work with her and show her what it took to be a detective. At the same time, it caused his heart to twist painfully knowing that he wasn't at her side when she received the promotion, probably the proudest moment of her life. "Alright, the reason I left..."

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