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Gemma frowned when she saw their exit pass by the windows of the car. She leaned forward, glancing between her two parents in the front of the car. "I thought we were going to Jimmy's club."

"We will tonight." Elliot said, looking at her through the rearview mirror. "Right now, we are headed to Queens."

"What's in Queens?" Gemma asked, her eyebrows furrowing together in confusion.

Elliot glanced at Olivia to see her shifting nervously. He shifted himself, knowing the shit storm they were about to walk into. "Uh, your siblings. I called them and told them to meet me at a diner we usually go to Sunday mornings after Church."

Gemma smirked. "You go to Church." She chuckled when the tips of his ears turned red. "You are such a choir boy. I bet you think you're going to hell because of me."

"I'll get there sooner because of you. The stress you cause alone will turn my hair gray by the end of the month." Elliot stated, running a hand down his face.

"What hair?" Gemma asked with a giggle, earning a glare from Elliot in the mirror. She saw Olivia try to cover the smile that broke across her face at the comment. "But, I'll take that as a compliment. Nice to know I made my impact on you one way or another."

Elliot let out a laugh. "Oh, you sweet little devil. I'm glad you think so highly of me."

Olivia chuckled at the two, no longer equipped to hold back her amusement. She pressed her fingers into her tired eyes, wiping at the tears that threatened to fall from her laughter. "You two can't be civil for two minutes without insulting each other."

"She started it." Elliot mumbled. He growled when Gemma kicked the back of his seat, causing him to jerk forward. "Knock it off."

"Tattle tail." Gemma retorted, her eyebrow cocking upwards in a dare. She leaned back in her seat. "Why are we meeting them now though? We're not exactly the picture perfect happy family. Elliot's a mess in love. You're a closeted mother. I'm a newly-out prostitute turned escort. We scream insanity."

Olivia sighed, pushing herself deeper into the seat. "I can't argue with you there."

Elliot shook his head. "It's going to be fine."

"El, you're about to tell your kids you fucked your partner, knocked her up, and gave away the baby to hide it from them for nearly two decades." Gemma reiterated, leaning forward to look at him in the mirror again. "What part of that is going to be fine?"

"We'll it'd sound better if you didn't swear." Elliot replied.

Gemma rolled her eyes. "I'm a teenager, not a nun." She let the car stay silent for a moment before collecting herself. "You could lose everything today."

Elliot nodded. "I know." He snatched his jaw, the stubble on his skin rubbing roughly against his fingertips. "But, the truth needs to come out. My kids deserve to know that they have another sister, and you deserve to live in a world where people know you exist. It kills me to think that I might lose my relationships with my kids, but I won't be able to live with myself if I force you to live a life of isolation."

Olivia reached over and took his hand into hers. "Even if they're mad, they'll come around. They love you, El."

"I hope so." Elliot breathed before bringing her hand up to his lips and pressing a kiss to her fingers.

Elliot stared down at the plate the waitress set down in front of Gemma, piled high with waffles, sausage, and syrup. "Are you going to eat all of that?"

"Get your own." Gemma spat, guarding her plate with her arm.

Olivia chuckled, quickly thanking the waitress for bringing them their meals, before emptying another creamer into her coffee. "Do you think Kathy will come?"

"I don't see why she would. She knows this is my thing with the kids. The only difference is that it's the middle of the week." Elliot shrugged, dumping his own helping of syrup onto his plate. He draped his arm over the booth behind Gemma. "Now, we need to make a good first impression, because telling them the truth will sour their taste on all of us."

"I know how to be nice, Paps." Gemma said, rolling her eyes as she stuffed waffle in her mouth. "You can chill."

Elliot smirked. "Thank you for allowing me to see the chewed up remains of your waffle flop around inside your mouth." He chuckled when Gemma opened her mouth wide, showing off the sight again. He covered her mouth with his hand. "Just eat. You might not have an appetite after this."

Gemma snorted. "If you think this conversation is going to spoil my waffles, you are sorely mistaken."

"They're here." Olivia said, jutting her chin outside to the load of Stabler kids unloading from the few cars that just pulled in. She felt her stomach drop when they all turned to the diner. "Kathy is here."

"Shit." Elliot breathed, running a hand down his face. He stood up when they walked in, smiling and heading over to the table to join them. "Hey guys. I'm glad you could make it." He hugged each of his kids, turning away when Kathy nodded her hello to him. He turned back to the table to see Olivia with her arm protectively around Gemma, cornered in the booth they had picked for the family. "You guys remember Olivia. We reconnected here about a week ago."

Elliot slid back into the booth next to Gemma as the rest of the clan sat down. Kathy was the first to clear her throat. "Olivia? Wow, I just can't believe it. I never thought that Elliot would go back to the city just to fix things with you."

"Kath, we were partners for twelve years. It was a process." Elliot stated before seeing his kids staring at Gemma with curiosity. "Oh, this is-"

"Sister Maria." Gemma smiled, making the sign of the cross. "I'm visiting from my convent in Germany. Mr. Stabler has told me so much about you."

Dickie's face fell. "You're a nun?"

Gemma pouted out her lip slightly and reached over to touch his hand. "Have you sinned, child?"

Olivia turned her head away from the group, trying not to jerk as she giggled. Elliot smiled staring at his daughter. "Have you sinned, child? Really? Tell me, Sister Maria, are the hills really alive with the sound of music?"

"Dad, you can't mock a nun." Dickie argued.

"She's not a nun!" Elliot stated, catching the triumphant grin on Gemma's face. "You really are going to kill me." He turned back to the rest of his kids. "This is Gemma, Olivia's daughter."

"Olivia's daughter? You never mentioned anything about Olivia having a daughter the entire length of our marriage." Kathy said, leaning over the table to glare at Elliot.

It was now Olivia's turn to clear her throat awkwardly. "I gave her up to a couple who were friends of mine when she was an infant." She rubbed her thumb back and forth over Gemma's shoulder. "But, Elliot knew."

All eyes turned to Elliot. Elliot tugged at the collar of his shirt, his neck turning a shade of red that almost looked unhealthy. "Gemma. . .is also my daughter." He saw the protests about to start, but held up his hands. "Let me get the record straight." He felt the anger boiling, but nobody dared to say anything. "We had a rough case, and it just happened. And, it only happened once. It was a few weeks into our partnership. There was no sneaking around or years of an affair. It was one time. We agreed to forget about it. But, we found out Gemma was coming along, and we knew that you guys knowing about her would only cause this family to fall apart." He looked over at Gemma, nudging her shoulder. "It was a selfish thing to do, but she turned out pretty alright." He looked back at his family. "Olivia, nor I, met her until a week ago when Olivia caught a case that she got caught up in."

"Don't tell me she's a streetwalker or anything." Kathy said, her face screwing up in disgust.

"Like I'd ever sink that low." Gemma snapped with a roll of her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm classier than that."

Maureen held up her hands. "Hold on a moment." She pointed between her father and Olivia. "So, for all these years, you two hid the fact that you slept together and had a kid. How the hell did you do that?"

Elliot shrugged. "It was early in our partnership. Olivia didn't show much during her pregnancy. No one at work even knew she was pregnant. I found the couple we gave Gemma to, and they loved her as if she were their own."

"You still slept together. You denied for years that you and Olivia didn't do anything." Kathleen spat, her voice laced with venom.

"I lied." Elliot admitted, his eyes filling with tears hearing the hatred and anger coming from his kids. "I love all you guys, and I love Gemma just the same. Giving her up was the hardest thing I ever had to do. Causing you guys pain over that was not something I ever wanted to do." He looked back at Gemma and gave her a soft smile. "But, she's back in my life now. Olivia is too. It's time you guys knew that you had a sister."

Dickie looked back at Gemma. "So, if you're not a nun, what do you do?"

"Like that's the most important thing to know right now." Lizzie snapped, shoving her brother's shoulder.

"It's a valid question. She is our sister. This isn't her fault." Dickie stated with a shrug. "I'm not happy about their affair either, but she is our sister."

Gemma waited until Dickie looked back at her before answering. "I work at that club, Barbwire, in downtown Manhattan. I'm in charge of the majority of the help there." She shrugged her shoulders. "But, I might be leaving soon."

"Just like we are now." Maureen said, standing up with her mom and sisters, Eli jumping up and down behind them.

Dickie rolled his eyes and reached his hand out, shaking Gemma's hand. "It was nice to meet you." He grabbed her phone off the table and swiped his thumb a few times. "Here's my number. Call me if you need your big brother." He stood up and jogged after the rest of his family.

Gemma stared at the phone for a moment before glancing over to Elliot, seeing his emotions catching up with him fast. "If you had let me pretend to be a nun, it would've gone over better." He let out a sad snort before a tear fell. She felt her own throat constrict. "Hey, you can't cry. If you cry, you're going to make me cry." She felt herself well up when his face turned another shade darker in red. She ducked under his arm, hugging her arms around his torso and laying her head on his chest. "Thank you."

Elliot wrapped his arms around her and kissed her head before looking over at Olivia, seeing her own tears spilling over. He reached out and pulled her over, wrapping that arm around her tightly and kissing her forehead.

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