Tears formed in Olivia's eyes.
My daughter, my own flesh and blood, standing right in front of me.
"Liv are you going to say something?" Munch asked. Quinlan was pretty Had Olivia's figure, black to brown eyes, but who knows where the blond hair came from.
"How did you find me?" Olivia stuttered out.
"I stole my file from the child services, found your name, and googled you."
"Googled me?"
"Yeah, typed Olivia Benson in the search engine on the Internet, and found out you worked here."
"But you don't have brown hair, and I have never slept with a guy with blond hair."
"It's dyed, it was brownish black, like a mix, and you are my mother, I have my birth certificate with me, if you want to see it." Quinlan handed the certificate to Olivia and soon memories came rushing back.
Quinlan Michelle Benson
12/17/1992
9 pounds 3 ounces
21"
Born to Olivia Benson. Father unknown.
"I want an explanation." Munch sang. Olivia stared at him then at Quinlan.
"I was 18, Freshman in college, only virgin in my dorm."
"That's it!"
"Stay out of this Munch!" Olivia turned her attention back to Quinlan.
"I was dating, and we got drunk, I really wanted a child, so I thought it would be perfect."
"Then why did you give me up?"
"I was about to go to the police academy, and a child would just ruin my chances."
"Who's my Dad?" Quinlan asked with a numbness tone. Olivia looked at each of the detectives. Munch was waiting not so patiently. Olivia sighed and told Quinlan to follow her into the girls bathroom.
"He is one of the detectives one my squad, my best friend, but I don't want you to tell him yet."
"OK."
Who's the Daddy? Who ever gets the most votes, wins and that's who the pairing will go to.
-A.R.T.C