Title: Like Her

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

Random Artifact Crossover Series AU

Rating: T

Characters: Nny, Jack, Jeanne, Warehouse Gang.

Authoress Ramblings: 7/19/11: Watched "Trials" (3.2) and I totally called Jinks' revelation. Not saying just incase someone hasn't seen it yet. No huge spoilers in this one…just something I wrote just to write it…I think this will start an artifact/holder bonding thingy (Friendship bonding not the other kind…jeez…). Anyway here's some Jack/Myka friendship fluff.

7/23/11: Damn I took a long time to write this. Jack's accent comes and goes...it SHOULD be common knowledge by now that I suck at accents, and generally don't add them. As always "This is Nny's speech"

Leena's Bed and Breakfast.

Myka watched herself in the mirror, running the brush through her hair. It had taken a couple treatments to get the waves out, but she'd done it. She pulled her hair out from under her collar and turned to leave the bathroom. Pausing in her bedroom to pick up her effects, her eyes fell on something she hadn't seen in a while, a book. It was one of many she'd put away. H.G. Wells' The Invisible Man. She could've sworn she packed it away, along with all of her other H.G. Wells books. She cast a glance at the compass sitting next to her lamp. It was entirely possible that Jack had gotten it out. She picked up the compass and slid it into it's holster on her belt, resolving to ask him about it later.

"Myka, are you okay? Your aura's unsettled."

"I'm fine."

The Warehouse

"Myka, are you feeling okay?" Claudia sounded worried.

"I'm fine, why?"

"It's just that…you're…"

"I'm what?"

"Nevermind, it's nothing."

Claudia ran off to do inventory. Myka shrugged it off, Claudia did things like it all the time.

"Hey, Mykes. What's up?"

"Not much. Finishing my report."

"Are you sure that's all?"

"Yes. Why are you asking?"

"No reason…Artie made cookies!"

Pete went to snag a plate. Myka shook her head, baffled by her partner's behavior.

"Myka, you seem different."

"Different how?"

"Well…more…literary."

"Literary?"

Myka walked off this time, utterly confused.

"'Ello, luv."

Myka smiled, even though she didn't want to. Jack had that effect.

"Hey Jack."

"What's goin on with the sudden change?"

"Sudden change?"

"Yah, ya look like that author ya like…what's 'er name…'elena?"

"Helena…you mean H.G?"

"Yah. Yer hair looks like 'ers, and ya dress like 'er."

Myka looked into a nearby mirror. She did look like H.G. Same hair, same clothes. She spun on her heel and walked away, Jack hurried to follow her.

"It's not that bad. I like it."

"I-I'm trying to forget her."

"No, luv, yer tryin to keep 'er with ya."

"You think so?"

Jack shrugged. Myka laughed. Jinks, who had just come around the corner with Jeanne, shot them an odd look and continued on.

"The car's faster." She offered as advice.

"Only one person."

"Claudia rigged it up to a couple car batteries. You'll just have to ask her to set it up for you."

Jinks nodded and left to do so, Jeanne following him.

"Myka seems off." Myka heard Nny's projected voice a few aisles over, in furniture.

"She's just disturbed about something." Pete defended her, "I think I'm stuck in this chair…"

"Idiot."

She waved Jack to follow her, heading towards her favorite part of the Warehouse, the library.

"Can we read the book I set out earlier?"

"So you DID do it!"

"I was tryin to give ya a small hint, about what ya 've been doin."

Myka laughed.

"We can read it."

Myka could handle it. She was sure of it now.