Mark: So how do you like living in New York?
Olivia: It is home. I mean I grew up here so…
Mark: True. How is your son?
Olivia: Mark I don't really want…
Mark: What? I just want to know if you have seen since.
Olivia: His father moved him somewhere and I haven't seen or heard from them in ten years.
Mark: Ok sorry I brought it up. I didn't mean to hurt you in any way.
Olivia: I know I am sorry too. I am ruining this reunion of friends.
EMT: Car accident. A teen and his father are here. The boy has multiple lacerations to his head from hitting the dashboard.
Mark: Sorry to cut this short but I have to get back to work.
Olivia: That is fine. I will catch up with you later.
Mark: Come on. Scrub in.
Olivia: What?
Mark: Come on.
In the ER there is a young male screaming for his dad.
Mark: Hey buddy what is your name?
Tyler: Where is my dad?
Mark: He is fine. He is in good hands. Come here Olivia.
Olivia: Hey sweetie what is your name?
Tyler: My name is Tyler. What is yours?
Olivia: My name is Detective Olivia Benson.
Tyler: Mom.