File in hand, 6month old in a front pack and wrapped up warm. She walked into the 16th precinct after she had been to the lawyers office.

Harley was 21 and at 20 years old she had been told that she was adopted by the parents that had raised her. She started to believe that maybe she had been given up because she was bi-racial or because her birth mother couldn't raise her.

3 weeks after she moved into a different part of the city to be closer to her best friend who also ended up being the father of her son. Her tiny six month old son Oliver or as her next door neighbour called him Ollie.

Today she was heading to see a detective Benson who the lawyer said would be able to give her some answers about her birth mother.

The desk officer stood up to welcome her.
"Can I help you Ms?"
"Is detective Benson here?"
"Sergeant Benson is out at the moment"
"Okay is Detective Tutuola in?"
"He is. Come sit in here" he said walking them to the little interview room they had. Then he went to get detective Tutuola from the cribs.

He went up to the cribs where detective Tutuola was resting.
He knocked as he walked in to the cribs.
"Fin"
"Henry is Olivia back?"
"No there is someone here to see her but she also asked to see you too"
"Any name?"
"Nah man I set her up in the interview room."
Fin got up and joined the desk sgt downstairs to the interview room.

Once Fin walked into the room, Harley looked up.
"Hey Fin"
"Lee what are you doing here?"
"The lawyer gave me Sgt Benson's name. Once he told me she worked here and someone wanted to see his godfather." Harley said unbuckling the front pack and freeing Oliver.
Fin took his 'nephew' in his arms "Ollie my man how are you my boy"
"he misses his father"
"how is Jack?"
"He was okay. That was 3 days ago, they were going to be out of range for a week"
"how was Langan?"
"manageable. He still hasn't forgiven Jack for joining the marines instead of going to law school."
"are you ready to talk to Olivia?"
"Sort of. I'm actually nervous."