AN- This is an AU fic. It will pretty much ignore most of the manga.

Disclaimer- Don't own the cast of FAKE, and I never will. I do however own Paul.

Title: City of Paradise

Chapter 1- Wild and Blue

"Hey Randy!"

The one called Randy stopped and turned to see his partner running towards him.

"Hey Paul. What's up?"

"Chief wants you in his office. He said it's really important."

Randy looked puzzled at Paul.

"It's not about the last case is it? Because we DID catch the right guy this time right?"

Paul smiled.

"Yeah, I know that was the right guy. But I don't think it's about a case, or else he would have told me as well."

"I guess you're right. Hey, I was going to the file room, would you mind going for me?"

"No problem Randy. I'd get going if I were you. You know how the chief gets when you keep him too long."

Randy nodded as he walked down the hallway towards the chief's office.

"Sir? You wanted to see me?"

He said as he quietly walked into the room.

"Yes, Randy. Come in, come in."

Randy took a seat in one of the small office chairs that was in front of the chief's desk.

"What is it sir?"

"I have some news to tell you."

"Some good or bad news?"

"Well...that depends on how you take it."

"What do you mean?"

Randy asked puzzled. The chief then pulled a rather large file out of his desk.

"You're being transferred to the 12th precinct. You leave in three days."

Randy's eyes went wide.

"You're kidding right?"

Randy saw the look that came to the chief's face.

"You're serious?"

"As a heart attack Randy."

The chief replied while handing Randy the folder.

"But that's all the way in New York City. I can't just leave Illinois and move to New York. I don't have an apartment or a way to get my things there."

"Randy just calm down. If you would take a look at that file there, you'll see everything's taken care of. You have a rather nice apartment and a moving truck with driver waiting for you. The truck will be there on Thursday so make sure you have all your stuff packed and ready to go then."

"But...but what about Paul? He needs to know as well that he won't have a partner anymore. How is he suppose to train someone in the next few days?"

"Paul will be transferred as well. We feel that you will do better at the 27th and he will do better at the 19th in Michigan."

Randy sighed.

"Ok. I guess I should pack my stuff then?"

The chief nodded as Randy got up to leave.

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The rest of the week went by faster then Randy would have liked. He didn't like the fact that he had packed up his stuff, just so he could move to New York. He wouldn't have minded really if he was closer to his Aunts, or maybe if he had a weeks notice. Randy sighed as he finished packing up the last box.

"You ready kiddo?"

Elena said from the door to Randy's now empty apartment.

"No. Not at all. Are you sure you'll be ok here? I mean it's not like you'll be able to just drop by anymore"

"Randy calm down. I'll be fine. I'm more worried about you then anything else. You'll be all by yourself in New York City. And I have Rick...but I'm not sure when he'll be able to come home, or if he'll be the same again."

The tears Elena tried to hold back fell down her cheeks. Randy put his arms around his aunt and held her.

"I'll be fine. Please don't be so sad. You have so much on your shoulders already. Don't worry about me."

Elena finally stopped crying.

"I'm sorry. It's just...I've never not lived close to you before. And ever since you parents died we have a bond together. And now that you'll be so far away"

"No. That bond we have will never be broken Aunt Elena. We have a deep bond together and just because I'll be so far away don't mean I'll let that bond go. You were there for me so many times...I'm just so sorry that I can't be here for you. With Rick being in the hospital and all."

Elena smiled.

"No. You have done plenty since his heart attack a few weeks ago."

Randy sighed as he walked over to the table that stood lonely in the corner.

"Here. I want you to have this picture."

Randy then picked up a frame and handed it to his Aunt.

"But Randy...this is a picture of your parents the Thanksgiving before their deaths. Are you sure you want to give me this?"

"Yes. I want you to have it. Since I'll be gone, you need a reminder of them."

Elena smiled and hugged Randy.

"Thank you hun. I'll hang this above the mantel in the living room."

The rather loud knocking at the door interrupted their moment.

"I'll get it. It's probably the movers."

Elena nodded as Randy let the movers in. She stuck around for a while and helped carry some things out of the apartment, much to Randy's dismay. By mid-afternoon they had the place all packed up and ready to go.

"Well we'll be leaving in the morning. The driver told me he will be here around ten to make sure I'm up and ready. It'll be almost an all day trip. Then I'll have the whole weekend to un-pack and start work on Monday. It'll be a tight weekend, but I'm sure I can do it."

Randy said to his Aunt who was sitting on the floor.

"Well...I should be going. I need to see Rick before it's no visitors at the hospital. I'll try to come by in the morning, but if I don't"

She hugged him and kissed his forehead.

"Bye sweetie. And just remember, we'll be here for you. If there's anything you need, just give us a call."

Elena grabbed her purse and Randy walked her to the door.

"Thanks Elena. I'll miss you guys! Tell Uncle Rick I love him and I'll miss him too."

Elena nodded.

"Bye Randy. Have a safe trip."

She said before walking out of the door, and shutting it.

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The next morning Randy was up and about. He was just finishing the cleaning when the movers came knocking at his door.

"We are ready to leave when you are sir."

Randy nodded.

"Just give me a few. I just gotta finish cleaning the cabinets and grab my clothing from last night."

The man who was driving nodded as he went back out to his truck to wait. Randy was all nerves as he ran about the small apartment. Making sure everything was all tidy and scrubbed down. You never realize how truly messy your home is until it's stripped of all your material possessions.

Randy was finished with that in no time, and was soon re-turning the keys to the office. The movers knew the route they would take and Randy knew his. Within a few hours he would be starting his new life in New York.