After twenty minutes, Elliot arrives at the station, having spent the whole drive thinking about what he can say to Olivia when he hands her the necklace. He thinks back to the gift he saw in her office. He realizes that she still hasn't opened it. She's afraid that if she opens it, normality will befall her. He is sure that he will let her open the McCanns' present first to show her that this is guaranteed not to bring her normality. As he stands in front of the police station, even after three years back in New York, it still feels strange for him to go back to the place where everything changed for him twelve years ago. Where he simply left his best friend without saying a word. Elliot enters the precinct and makes his way to the SVU squad room.

At one of the tables, he sees the newest team member Tonie Churlish sitting with a girl. He estimates the girl to be thirteen years old. Elliot looks towards his former partner's office and realizes that she is not in her office.

"Churlish, do you know where the Olivia is?" he asks after stepping up to Churlish's desk. When she hears her name, the girl looks up. She recognizes the man. Her father had shown her a picture of him. After her father's death, her mother gave her the picture. She carefully pulls it out of her jacket pocket and takes it out. Churlish sees these movements and wonders what the girl is pulling out of her pocket, but as it is folded, she cannot recognize it.

"Detective Stabler, the Captain is in a conversation with Social Services. Can I help you?"

"Um no, everything's fine. I'll wait in the break room until Captain Benson finishes the call."

As Detective Stabler walks into the break room, Churlish gets up to look at the photo little Olivia is holding in her hand. Anyone who's been with SVU in New York, and especially SVU Manhattan, for any length of time has heard of the dynamic duo of Benson and Stabler. But seeing them in a photo is a funny moment. She briefly considers asking little Olivia about the photo, but decides against it.

Olivia and Chantal Jackson are sitting opposite each other in the conference room. The social worker reaches into her bag and pulls out an envelope.

"Captain Benson, I know it's quite surprising for you that I'm visiting you here and want to speak to you in person."

"Yes, Miss Jackson, that's really strange for me. Normally we inform the Social Service and not the other way around," Olivia Benson expresses her irritation.

"Well, Captain Benson, I'm here because the mother of a teenager asked me to. The family has been in our care for the last 11 years after the parents both got drug charges."

"Okay, so what does this have to do with me?" Olivia asks, confused.

"Well, the charges against the mother were dropped after the father of one of the children agreed to stay away from his daughter and stepson."

"Miss Jackson, that still doesn't explain why you're here. That doesn't sound like a case for the SVU," the captain is getting impatient.

"That's right, Olivia. Olivia, the thing is, the girl's mother gave me a letter to give to you. I don't know what it says, but I was told to bring the letter and the girl to them. All I know is that the girl's brother is at boarding school and will soon be graduating and going to college." The social worker hands Olivia the letter. When she opens it, she doesn't recognize the writing, but she starts to read anyway, as it is very important to the person who wrote the letter.

Dear Olivia,

I'm sure you're wondering what Miss Jackson wants from you. You met me 11 years ago, as your brother's fiancée and the mother of your niece. Back then you said we were the only family you had left after your best friend and work colleague and his family just disappeared from your life. After both your brother and I were charged and I was only allowed to keep the children if I left your brother, contact was broken off again. I didn't want to, but seeing you would have hurt me far too much. I loved your brother so much. When the police contacted me to say that Simon was dead, my world collapsed, he had only just got back in touch with us. The fact that I didn't get in touch about the funeral was also wrong, but I felt worse and worse, so I went to the doctor. Olivia, he diagnosed pancreatic cancer. At first I was treated for it, but there's nothing more they can do for me. By the time you get the letter, I'll be in hospice and I'd like you to take care of your niece and Ty. I want them both to get a good high school diploma and then go to college. There's a college fund for both of them, so you don't have to worry about that at all. You'll get the papers when I die.

Thank you for everything,

Tracy