Title: The Madame's Ring

Fandom: Johnny the Homicidal Maniac/Warehouse 13/PoTC/Others

Random Artifact Crossover Series AU

Rating: TCharacters: Nny, Jack, Jeanne, Warehouse Gang.

Authoress Ramblings: This chapter features our newest addition to the crew, Jeanne Poisson, or Madame de Pompadour. Tmmdeathwishraven brought up a good point in that there are more guys (Pete, Artie, Steve, Jack and Nny) than girls (Claudia, Myka and Leena) so adding Jeanne doesn't quite even the score, but it's more equal. Also, it occurred to me while re-watching the new episode (3.1) that Nny's sketchbook could've worked like the Folio (it doesn't), but at the time I created the sketchbook, I didn't want it to because of a reason that will come up later (aka, it's spoiler for a future chapter). Daytona is loosely based off of me...I needed someone to stand in and none of my OCs fit. Also…NEW FORMAT EXPERIMENT FTW! I'ma go calm down and give you the chapter now…


The Warehouse


"What is that?" Steve looked around the office.

"I'm going to drop this crate on you."

Steve and Pete quickly got the crate out of the office, and Claudia was able to get to the computer.

"We got a Ping!"


Cedar Rapids, Iowa


"So what are we looking for?"

"Dunno. Reports say that a four year old girl randomly started speaking 18th century French. Mother took her to the hospital, Doctors couldn't find anything wrong."

Myka's Farnsworth squawked.

"Hey Claude."

"Artie says it sounds like Madame de Pompadour's ring. It was stolen from Warehouse 12. The only reason we'd get a Ping on it is because its stolen, its practically harmless."

"Practically implies that its not harmless."

Claudia shrugged. "Artie wouldn't say if it was or not, just that it was 'practically harmless.'"

"Even so, Jack should be able to locate it."

"Yeah, he should…but we got another Ping in the same area after you left. This one had reports of a woman murdering her husband…"

"That doesn't seem to out of the ordinary, it happens all the time."

"These two were married for 50 years. Neighbors say that she said she was going to stop his cheating ways. He'd never even looked at another woman."

"We'll keep a look out for it."

Pete, Myka and Steve exchanged looks.

"Where to now?" Steve asked.

"The mother is at work and she listed a woman named Daytona Winston as her child's emergency contact. We go talk to her."


"Which apartment is it?"

"F."

Myka knocked on the door. The door opened a crack.

"I don't know you. What do you want?" A blue eye peeked at them.

"We need to ask you a few questions about your friend's daughter."

"I still don't know you. Until I see some ID you're not getting in here, now hurry up or I'm calling security."

Myka and Pete flashed their Ids.

"What about him?"

Steve flashed his as well.

"Come in."

Daytona was a blonde young woman, no older than 20.

"How's Grace?"

"She'll be fine, how do you know her mother?"

"Amanda is in some of my classes. I watch Grace sometimes. Would you like anything to drink?"

Steve noticed that they'd entered the apartment into the kitchen, Daytona gestured them to the living room. The three agents indicated a negative.

"Did Grace wear jewelry?"

"A little. Her dad bought her a necklace she never takes off. She had a ring from her aunt that she just got."

"What's her aunt's name?"

"Devi, Devi Andrews."


Devi Andrews had been admitted to the hospital two months prior for cancer, and had died in her sleep the night before. Grace was sitting in the waiting room of the hospital.

"Grace? I'm a friend of Daytona's. I need to ask you a few questions." Myka knelt in front of the girl.

"You're lying. Mommy says it's bad to lie."

"She's right. Okay, Grace, I'm here to help you. Can you answer a few questions?"

Grace nodded.

"Where did you get the ring?"

"Aunt Devi gave it to me after she got sick…"

"Can I see it?"

Grace held out a ring on a chain.

"Is it the reason I've been sick?"

"You haven't been sick, sweetie, but yes, it's the reason."

"You can have it. Aunt Devi gave me another one. It's purple."

Myka smiled at the little girl and dropped the ring into a neutralizer bag.

"Mommy will be here soon right?"

"I'm sure she will be."


"Are you sure you aren't getting a reading?"

"Which one of us is stuck in the bloody compass?"

Pete and Jack were beginning to get on each other's nerves.

"I managed to get another-I'm going to leave and come back." Steve exited the room as fast as he'd entered it. Pete and Jack looked ready to attempt to kill each other, Jack had yet to go back to Myka, and every time Pete used the compass Jack would refuse to cooperate unless threatened with neutralizer.

Pete's Farnsworth squawked.

"Hey Claude."

"How's it going?"

"Myka's got the ring. Jack can't seem to find the other artifact."

"Dunno what to tell you. We haven't gotten another Ping on it."

"Jinksy got the rooms renewed for a few more days, but we can head back earlier if you need us."

"We've got a handle on it here."

Pete closed the Farnsworth, and shook the compass just to spite Jack.


The Warehouse (Three days later)


"We couldn't find the other artifact."

"Not even Jack or Nny could find it."

"We got the ring though."

Artie leaned back in his chair, which gave a protesting squeak, Claudia looked up from her work.

"Speaking of the ring, it appears to be sentient." She said.

Steve caught the bag tossed at him.

"Pete has Nny's sketchbook, Myka has Jack's compass, you can have Jeanne's ring."

"Her knowledge will come in handy." Another squeak from Artie's chair protested him leaning forward again.

"I look forward to getting to know you, Steven, was it?" A soft French accented voice came from behind him. The woman standing there was beautiful, she wore a period dress, rather heavy for the South Dakota heat, but she couldn't feel it, her brown hair was pinned up and she looked rather interested in her surroundings.

"I am Jeanne Antoinette Poisson, Marquise de Pompadour."

Jack made a horrid attempt at flirting with her and was quickly rebuffed.

"I think she'll be a good match for you, Jinksy."