Title: It's A FAKE World
Author: Totally4Ryo
Word Count: 4696
Rating: PG-13 for language (for now - we'll see where the muses take it)
Disclaimer: FAKE belongs to Sanami Matoh. I'm just borrowing them and only having fun. Torchwood belongs to "He Who Shall Not Be Named" and the BBC.
Characters/Pairings: Dee Laytner/Ryo MacLean, Bikky Goldman (MacLean), Drake Parker, J.J. Adams, Ted (Montgomery), Marty (Martinson), Warren Smith, Berkeley Rose
Summary: The 27th Sector is an elite division of Torchwood NY commanded by Dee Laytner and his Second, Ryo MacLean. This is the story of the main squad of the 27th Sector, and a love story of Dee and Ryo.
Beta by: Milady Dragon
Notes: This is a FAKE story set in my Two Worlds verse, but instead of set in Cardiff, it's set in New York City and focuses on Torchwood NY and the characters from FAKE. Torchwood characters are mentioned only as well as concepts unique to Torchwood and Doctor Who. FAKE characters, Torchwood (the Institution) and New York City all have been tweaked to fit this universe.
Dee and Ryo have been together for 4 years. For reference in the Two Worlds 'verse, this is set 3 years after "Two Worlds, One Love" (meaning 2 years before "Two Worlds, One Crime").
Additional Notes: Technically this is my first completely AU fan fiction (the other Two Worlds fics don't count because the normal Torchwood world was included).
I hope someone likes this! *cross fingers*

Honorable mention: This is for badly_knitted and awieatti for getting me back in the FAKE mood, which lead me to Sanami Matoh's website and even though I've seen it before, the cover for FAKE Second #3 sparked the inspiration for this.

Director Dee Laytner ran down the tree-lined city block, past the brownstone rowhouses in pursuit. He put more speed in his run trying to close the gap and let out a muttered curse when the creature turned the corner long before Dee would reach it.

"The bastard just turned north onto Columbus from 85th Street," he spoke into his comm device., activating it by touching the earpiece which had a coiled wire connected to it and going to the small pack attached to the front of the copper colored leather utility belt. The belt had other packs and pouches as well as his holster; inside the holster was a brass gun that shot tranquilizer pellets.

The belt sagged lower on his left side and was over his own black leather snakeskin and brass eyelet belt that was part of the ensemble he currently wore. He wore black leather trousers with silver lacings up the side and silver buttons in the front. A different textured leather panel ran under the lacings. His trousers were tucked into sturdy, no-nonsense black leather boots with copper buckles on the outer ankles. They had proven to be both durable and comfortable whenever he found himself in pursuit or in battle.

He wore a cream-colored diamond patterned shirt under a dark blue brocade waistcoat that clasped close on his right side with black leather trimming. His long black overcoat was wool with embossed wide black leather trimming. The coat shoulders and upper front and back panels as well as the collar panels and cuffs were the same black leather. It billowed out behind him as he ran making him appear heroic and always reminded him of Ianto and Jack with their trademark coats. The coat was a Rift Day gift after he was named the Director of the 27th Sector. Jack had said at the time that anyone in his position should have a coat like that, but they were never able to convince Director Warren Smith, Dee's predecessor, of that and that it was time to amend it. Since then it was Dee's working coat, always wearing it when the weather dictated outer wear while on duty and sometimes when the weather made him look quite mad wearing it but he realized it always help command attention. "Anyone in the area to intercept it?"

"I see it," Jemmy "J.J." Adams replied through the comm unit's open squad channel.

"Can you intercept?" Dee asked coming near the corner.

"I'm not sure I want to," came the reply. "What the heck is that?" J.J. near squeaked.

"Later J.J.," Dee replied. He reached the corner and stared down the street. It wasn't hard to locate it with pedestrians screaming as they moved out of the way of the creature. It had knocked down several people but thankfully it seemed more intent in escape than harming anyone. "Whatever you do, I want to bring this back alive."

"If you insist, Dee," J.J. snorted.

As Dee started to run up along Columbus Avenue, past all the swank cafes and clubs in Victorian and Gothic style buildings, he noticed J.J. crossing 86th Street in his direction. The creature was nearing J.J. Dee thought they would be able to apprehend it and bring it back to the 27th but before J.J. had a chance to reach it, the creature started to run into the street on Columbus. It knocked over a street vendor cart causing fresh vegetables to spill all over the place and the Italian woman who owned it to start cursing after she let out a blood curdling scream.

Dee cursed again as he altered his direction to run into the street, yelling out an apology to the women. People on the sidewalks stopped as the strange creature ran past them, eliciting loud gasps, screams and cursing.

"Dee, I'm coming up behind you, turning onto Columbus," Randy 'Ryo' MacLean, Dee's partner and lover, said over the comm channel.

"Ryo, we have some downed people and a destroyed street vendor. Give them a hand. I'll let you know if J.J. and I need help. Drake, where the fuck are you with the van?" he demanded over the channel.

"I'm on Columbus now, approaching 80th," Drake Parker replied. He was driving the steam carriage that sat 2 and had a large cargo space in the back and was the basic vehicle assigned to their squad for retrieval missions.

"Dee, I'm approaching your location overhead," Ted Montgomery's voice informed them.

"Great," Dee replied, starting to feel the run he put in so far. He gulped in a deep breath of air and continued to run.

The creature ran up in the middle of the street, ducking horse-drawn carriages and steam-powered vehicles. The creature ran past one of the horses and snarled at it, causing the horse to buck up and go wild. The horse started to run in a wayward course, running into another horse, causing that one to go wild, before it ran into a steam carriage. Both the horse and the carriage it pulled to fell over. The second horse caused a chain reaction, creating crashes down the street.

"Shit," Ryo's voice came over the comm just as Dee faltered as he watched the mess happening in the street near him. "What the hell is happening there?"

"A fuckin' mess, that's what," Dee replied. "Ryo, you need to get over here as soon as you can."

"Dee, I'll look after things here. Just get that beast."

"Roger. Work with the local police on this. I'll call in another team to help out since technically this is our mess," Dee said as he watched the creature turn right on 86th Street. J.J. turned right after the creature.

"Careful!" Ryo warned as Dee barely avoided getting run down by another stray horse and headed onto the sidewalk nearing the corner. He heard more screams from pedestrians on the normally quiet tree lined street of Victorian and Baroque style homes.

"I'm fine. Ted, get in the vicinity of the park," Dee stated. "If it gets in the park we have a greater chance of losing it and we'll need your vision from up there."

"How about you and J.J. down the beastie before then?" Ted replied.

"We're trying," J.J. replied. "And we better do it soon because I don't know how much further I can keep running."

"I hear that," Dee remarked as he started to run down the street, seeing J.J. not far ahead of him and the creature in a boiler suit not far ahead of the smaller man. He pushed himself to run faster, hoping the team would be able to act without communication from him because running and speaking was now too hard to do at the same time.

J.J. had also pushed himself and started to close the distance between him and the creature.

The race ended when the creature decided to run down the stairs to a servant's entrance of a moderate size Victorian mansion and found itself trapped as J.J. was finally able to get aim and shoot it with the tranquilizer pellet.

Dee ran up right behind J.J. and they went down the steps toward the fallen creature. Dee already had the cuffs out that were shipped to them from the home office when the current infestation of the aliens had started in New York City weeks ago. He secured the creature as J.J. covered it with his gun. Once assured they would be able to handle it, both J.J. and Dee leaned against the stone wall.

"Guys, we have it. Drake, can you get over 32 W. 86th?" Dee asked out of breath. "Ted, you can head back to Columbus to give a hand, and have Clean-up response send over a squad in the vicinity. Have them report to Ryo."

"Meaning I'm stuck here for a while," Ryo's voice broke in.

"Sorry babe, but one of us should be here."

"And you have the Weevil, and I'm best with dealing with the local coppers, even if you are the one with the history with the NYPD," Ryo replied.

"See?" Dee replied. "You know what you're doing. I'll see you later, Ryo." He turned his attention to J.J. "C'mon and let's haul this thing to street level."

"Sure, but after that, Drake is doing the rest of the hauling," J.J. replied.

Dee placed a sympathetic hand on the shoulder of the smaller man. "That's what I'm saying," he replied with a grin and then bent down to get a hold of the alien creature.

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The Torchwood NY complex was located on the river side of 12th Avenue between W. 21st and W. 24th Streets, along with the transportation pool across 12th Avenue taking up the full block up to 11th Avenue between W. 24th and W. 26th Streets. The transportation pool had a lot with several steam-driven vehicles of various sizes including a few buses, all with the Torchwood logo on them. There was the maintenance building for their ground vehicles, including the horse-drawn carriages and stables for the horses. There was a large building along 12th Avenue that was equal to 40 stories with three twisted spires which housed their airship facility. Each level was equal to 5 normal stories and had large copper pulley doors, some of them open to reveal the various airships in use.

The riverside complex included 3 piers, a marina, a park, a 56 story spiraling gothic tower which housed not only Torchwood NY but Torchwood US headquarter. The copper and brass exterior of the tall oblong building was designed in spirals, giving it the appearance that it was twisted. Between the copper and brass exterior frame was plenty of windows. In the park were three gothic style buildings. One of the buildings was a sprawling mansion used for functions and had visiting VIP suites. The other two were moderate size and like the mansion, they had many verandas. One pier had several steam-powered ships, while the others two and the marina had a few yachts and personal use boats. High above the ground, stretched out across the side of the park which jutted out some in the marina to the north most pier was the gleaming brass and copper structure that was the airship platform for Torchwood airships and zeppelins. A narrow copper structure with a clock tower served as the entrance to the lifts and stairwells going up to the waiting area and platform. It was an impressive looking complex which drew many New York tourists to view and photograph.

Torchwood also had guided tours of their facilities for a nominal charge, the profits going to Torchwood sanctioned charities that served the New York area. One of the charities was the Children's Home that Maria Lane ran. While no child in need was ever turned away, Maria's Children's Home was primarily for misplaced alien children or victims of the Rift which ran through New York City. Dee Lane Laytner, the adopted son of Maria Lane, was raised first in the home itself as an infant and then in the apartment Maria maintained in the building next to the home after she had adopted Dee as her son when he was 5.

Manhattan was the central location where the Rift would deposit beings or items from other worlds and times, but sometimes they would get a spike in one of the other boroughs of the city and the New Jersey side that ran along the Hudson River. Several centuries before, a Rift had appeared in New York City which enabled Torchwood to open its 1st division outside of the U.K. From studies since it was first detected, it appeared to be connected to the one in Cardiff. There was a theory that the Doctor was somehow responsible for it but no one, including the Doctor himself, was able to determine exactly how it had happened. That was classified and known only to high level employees within the organization.

Since the Rift's appearance, the alien population in New York City had grown as the Rift started to displace more beings from the future and/or other worlds in the universe. It was only in the last decade that any victims of the Rift who were displaced from the future and knew where and when they had come from were able to be returned. Those who were discovered to be simply locally displaced and had enough information about their home worlds always had a chance of getting back to their homes. Many were able, which some were not and there were also some who choose to remain where they found themselves. Until two decades ago, the information would be sent to Cardiff and if arrangements were able to be made to have the displaced beings picked up, they would be sent to Cardiff. Now all research and arrangements were made directly in Torchwood New York. Investigation, contact and arrangements were now a division within the 27th Sector.

Dee Laytner had been the Sub-Director of the 27th Sector for the last four years, with Ryo MacLean as his Second. Other than returning any misplaced Rift victims to their homes, it was also responsible to retrieve whatever the Rift would spit out, as well as handle crimes relating to the aliens in the city and to investigate unauthorized time travel. It was the core division of Torchwood New York, from which all other divisions and operations extended. It was the division that was closest to the original team Ianto Harkness-Jones had found himself creating when he had taken over Torchwood Cardiff and before he had expanded Torchwood into what it had become.

Dee and J.J. entered the common area for the 27th sector. Both men had to shower and change after the Weevil was secured in the holding cells of the Torchwood NY building. J.J. was dressed in a green and yellow pinstriped waist coat over a yellow silk ruffled shirt, green linen trousers and a black frock coat. Dee had changed into leather pants with brass buckles up the side of his legs. He wore a blue cotton shirt under a black leather double-breasted waistcoat, creating a middle panel with a coarser leather than the smooth buttery leather side panels. He wore no tie, he usually didn't unless it was necessary and then he would mostly choose a cravat. Dee preferred to wear leather for his work clothes because it felt like armor on him and he believed it to be more durable than cloth for some of the situations he would get himself in. Even as a Director, he was still expected to be out in the field instead of always sitting behind his desk. Dee also had the opinion that he would never ask the men and women under him to do anything that he wouldn't do himself. He had that opinion even back when he was a cop with the NYPD because of his mentors, the two men who provided him the means to go to university overseas and then later when they recruited him a year after making Junior Detective to Torchwood as a Senior Field Agent for the 27th Sector after going through several months of training in Cardiff. His mentors were Ianto and Jack Harkness-Jones, his two ultimate bosses and heads of the entire Torchwood Institute.

They went into the office that Dee shared with Ryo to find his partner speaking to the Director of Torchwood NY, Berkeley Rose. Dee started to gnash his teeth before loudly interrupting them.

"Hey Rose, how about calling Cardiff and telling them to stop sending us their Weevils!"

Rose turned around to face Dee. "I already had, Laytner and I was told they have no control over where their Rift sends things." The man, who was from a very rich and influential family both in the US and in Europe, dripped money in his expensive clothes. The fabric of his black brocade waistcoat easily cost ten times the amount that Dee had paid for his entire ensemble he currently wore and that wasn't cheap. 14k gold chains connected across the waistcoat to similar gold buttons. He wore a white linen shirt, believing in the old tradition that fine gentlemen wore white shirts when looking their finest. His tie was the same brocade material as his waistcoat. He had a black morning coat that was trimmed with the same brocade to match his waistcoat and tie. Rose preferred to wear shoes. Imported black leather shoes were on his feet and there was a small flash of black silk socks. Dee thought the man was not so much traditional as he was safe. His outfits, while horrifically expensive, were always too matched.

As far as Dee was concerned, the man might have been a top notch field agent in his days, taking risks that others on his squads wouldn't dare, but in everything else in his life he preferred to play it safe with the exception of how he had weaseled his way into the top position for the New York branch. One could not pull the stunt he had shortly after Dee and Ryo had returned from their vacation in England, where they had first encountered the man while both Jack and Ianto were away travelling in the future while when the Director of Torchwood New York had suddenly decided to resign, stating that he was going to be travelling for several years, without covering up the truth.

It had been obvious to both Dee and Ryo that Berkeley Rose had weaseled his way into Torchwood New York only so he could woo Ryo. Dee had noticed that while he tried to get Ryo's affections, he still played around, unlike Dee who had stayed celibate until he had Ryo as his own and only flirted because it was part of his personality and didn't mean anything to the one he was flirting with. Ryo had noticed the difference and mentioned it shortly after they had become a couple. There was definitely something wrong with Rose's sudden promotion and move from Los Angeles. Jack and Ianto also sensed something was off but the bastard had covered his tracks too well and they had no evidence to take action. They could have acted just on their feelings, but Ianto and Jack were good and just leaders and would not do so until they had proof. Dee figured with time, and with Ryo's help, he would find that proof. Until then he would just play the game.

Rose attempted to make Dee's life miserable and had even attempted to get him out of Torchwood while attempting to take Ryo as a lover, but no matter what he tried, Dee was never asked to resign his post. More amazing was that until after Dee's promotion Rose never knew that the two heads of the Torchwood Institute were Dee's mentors and friends. The man nearly blew a gasket when, after his last attempt to get Dee fired, Ianto and Jack Harkness-Jones had come to New York to personally present Dee and Ryo their promotions. Rose was also warned that the Directors would never approve Dee being fired. Rose had stopped then but still managed to give Dee extra headaches than his job normally would.

Dee sat down behind his desk with a frown. "To be honest, I suspect they were sent to us. And not by the home branch."

"That could be a possibility," Ryo supported Dee. Ryo was wearing a striped waistcoat in tones of brown and gold over brown trousers and a beige linen shirt. His tie was brown with gold and copper stripes and he wore brown leather boots. For field work he wore a simple black leather overcoat which was currently hanging on the coatrack by the door.

"But I can't do anything with conclusive evidence," Rose stated to the two of them. "Sub-Director Laytner, I expect you will add an investigation into this theory on your list of priorities?"

"Yes sir," Dee snapped. "As if you needed to tell me." He glared up at the tall blond who was a few inches taller than him. "Don't you need to be somewhere else right now? Like soothing the NYPD Commission's feathers?"

"Yes I do, no thanks to you, Laytner. If you hadn't cocked up this mission, perhaps the Weevil would have not caused the excessive damage," Rose remarked, looking down at Dee.

"Yes, of course, sir. It's my fault that our equipment didn't pinpoint precisely a moving target," Dee grumbled. "If you will excuse me, sir, but I have my own clean-up tasks to handle now."

Rose sneered at the dark haired Sub-Director. "You think you can get away with that attitude because you have ties to the Directors. Well, one day you'll discover you don't." He leaned toward Ryo and gave him a smile. "I do believe that things would run smoother around here with you in charge instead of that one. One day I will make that happen. And please consider my request. Good day, Ryo." As he headed out of the office, he added, "Goodbye Laytner," without even casting a glance in Dee's direction.

Once the door was closed, Dee slammed his hand on the surface of his ornate oak desk. "One day I'm going to prove how he weaseled his way into command of our branch and why. Then it will be good-bye to him."

Ryo sighed. "Dee, Jack and Ianto already are aware of it, but they have to be cautious since you were a friend of Ianto's since you were 15 and now you are in charge of our sector."

"I know," Dee grumped. "I know." He turned to pull open a sliding copper door on the unit to his left which revealed his computer terminal.

"At least you know all of Rose's threats won't be carried out, Dee," J.J. added.

"He has a point," Ryo pointed out. "And we all know you didn't cock up this mission. Ianto always takes your reports over Rose's anyway whenever there are contrasts in the two reports."

"Well, Rose needs to go up to his nice penthouse office and concentrate on letting those under him handle their jobs," Dee said. He had logged in as they spoke and he was looking over his messages. "Speaking of which, the Badger wants a conference with all involved squads on the Weevil incident in an hour."

Ryo glanced at the time on the copper wall clock and sighed. "I'm going to have to let Bikky know we'll be late tonight."

"We'll pick up take-out on the way home," Dee assured him. "Tell him to head over to my place."

"What makes you think I won't be going back to mine and without you?" Ryo asked, looking annoyed.

"Who would want to when they can spend the night with Captain Hunk here?" J.J. asked, casting moon eyes at Dee, who ignored him.

"First of all, J.J.," Ryo started. "I'm the one with the rank of Captain around here. Second, why are you loitering here instead of with the rest of the squad working on your report?"

Dee turned around to face Ryo. "Because he's working with me on a combined report, since we were both first on scene."

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Ryo had to nod in agreement with Dee's logic even if he did not like the small violet hair weapons expert being in their office and staring at Dee with lovesick eyes. He had enough of it with Director Berkeley Rose giving him the predatory eyes during his time in their office. "Fine."

"Also Ryo, I just assumed we'd be spending the night together because we have been every night except for when duty called for the last three months."

Ryo suddenly looked thoughtful. "Oh. Yeah, that's about right." He shook his head with amazement as J.J. looked crestfallen. Ryo knew it was wrong but he could not help but smirk, secretly taking pleasure in the mostly human man being around to hear that revelation. "Okay, I'll give Bikky a call and have him go over to yours."

"And tell him no hologames until all of his homework is done."

Ryo laughed as he picked up the receiver of the phone on his desk and dialed in the number which went directly to his adopted son's comm unit that Bikky wore as a band on his arm. Dee had his gaming center programmed to log times it was in use. Many times he used it just to track how many hours it would

take them to complete a match or when one was playing, a level, but he also used it to assure Bikky was not using it when he was not authorized to, meaning while he still had school or school work to do.

"Hey Biks? Where are you? No need to go there. It's all cleaned up now and nothing to see," he warned his son upon hearing he was in the vicinity of their Weevil chase. "However this incident does mean we'll be tied up here for a couple of extra hours. Do you have homework? Don't lie, Bikky. That's better. I want you to head over to Dee's flat and get your homework done. After you're finished, you can play some games. We'll have dinner with us when we get there. Yes, we are spending the night there. No you don't have to go home first because you have clothes in your room at Dee's." Another epiphany struck Ryo as he spoke. "I'll see you later. I love you, Biks." He snorted and as he hung up the received added, "I know you love me too."

"Brat," Dee chuckled.

When Ryo looked over to him, Dee also had a thoughtful look on his face, along with a grin.

OoOoOoO

"Hey Dee?" Ryo asked.

"Yeah Ryo?"

"Since when does Bikky have his own room at yours and some of his clothes?"

"Well, last year I set up one of my guest rooms so it was more of a boy's bedroom since Bikky spends a lot of nights in my place. Then I think in the last month or so, you started to bring some of his clothes around and bought some new things to keep there so he wouldn't have to go back to yours if needed. That's also why half of my closet has your clothes in it."

Ryo sat back in his chair while J.J., who had pulled a chair from in front of Dee's desk to sit next to Dee, hung his head. "Wow. Hmm."

"Wow. Hm?" Dee asked. "Is that all you have to say about this?" He frowned as he realized J.J.'s chair was right next to his and the smaller man was starting to lean over so his chest rested on Dee's back. He pushed J.J. off. "Hey! I didn't ask you to sit in my lap, J.J.! Get that chair back where it belongs and sit on the other side of my desk!" He kicked out for good measure, making the chair which had wheels go rolling away from him.

Ryo chuckled. "Back off, J.J. Dee's taken," he stated in warning.

"And very happily so," Dee added, watching as J.J. moved the chair around the desk without standing up.

"Dee, I think we need to talk about this more tonight. I also think at some point Bikky should also be involved," Ryo stated.

Dee's smile grew as his dark green eyes glittered. "If you're thinking what I hope you are, then I agree."

"I'm pretty certain we are," Ryo replied.

"By the way, Ryo. How did you get back so soon?" Dee asked.

"The others had it well in hand," Ryo replied. "So I decided to come back here to better oversee operations."

Dee nodded as he started to work on his report. "Good call," he stated with a smile.

"Oh Dee?" Ryo called from his desk, making Dee stop working and look over to Ryo again with a raised eyebrow. "I love the change of clothes." He smiled at Dee.

"Thanks," Dee said, returning the smile full of love.