Well, I promised yet another story in this series, and here is the start of it. :) I'm having fun writing this already, so i hope you'll all enjoy it. This is going to be another long-ish one, like 2018, the first one--with mystery and adventure and pain, heartache and joy. Or at least that's my plan, but then again stories have a life of their own and sometimes don't follow the plan. But I know the basic storyline of this, and it is certainly not just fluff. I love fluff, and there will be fluff, but also much more than fluff.
As is evidenced by the title, this story is centric on Daniel and his daughter, Janet, but the other children are not left out, and neither is Vala or the rest of SG-1 (even Jack) ;) So you D/V shippers, and people who like gen, don't run away please, lol. I hope you'll all enjoy this. I know it's impossible to accomodate everyone, but I try to please as many as possible.

So anyway, enough of my incoherent babbling. Please read, and tell me what you think of this start when you're done if you would be so kind. :) Thanks!

2026: Like Father, Like Daughter

The smell of fresh coffee pulled Daniel Jackson from his work, and he put down the photos of the parchment from SG-1's latest mission. Stretching, he rubbed his eyes, careful of his contacts, and scrubbed a hand through his short gray hair before standing and wandering out of his study. He could hear Charlie and Adrian playing in the living room, and smiled to himself as he slipped into the kitchen. There he found Vala pouring herself a cup of the freshly brewed coffee, her back to him.

Daniel came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her once she'd finished. She jerked a bit in surprise, but then set her coffee down and turned to him, putting her arms around him as well in return.

"What are you doing?" she asked, the corner of her mouth quirking.

He smiled back. "Well, I was just going to get myself some coffee, but you were in my way."

"Oh, I was? I'm sorry; I'm done," she smirked. She was backed up against the counter, and with Daniel in front of her she was trapped.

"Nope, too late. You've got to pay for it now," he replied menacingly. Then he leaned in and kissed her. Vala's arms came up from his waist to go around his neck, and she returned it heartily.

Daniel pulled back after a moment and pushed a graying lock of black hair out of his wife's face, grinning. "Congratulations; sixteen-and-a-half years of parenting, and we've got one of them through high school."

"And she's such a smart one, too--but she got that from you."

"Oh, come on, you contributed to that plenty. Now you have to kiss me again for selling yourself short."

Vala just shrugged, so he kissed her again. This one would have lasted longer, if it wasn't for the sudden chorus of 'ewww!' that came from the doorway into the living room. They stopped and turned to see their six and seven year old sons, Adrian and Charlie, respectively, standing there.

"What?" Vala questioned. "You've never seen a kiss before?"

"Yeah, but not up close!" Charlie complained. "Yuck! Right, Adrian?"

Adrian only nodded, wrinkling his nose a bit. He was both the younger and the smaller of the two, almost dangerously thin. He was healthy enough, thankfully, but he would always be small. He had been born a month premature, thanks to complications in the pregnancy due to the fact that Vala had been recovering from a stab wound in her torso inflicted when she was about a month or so pregnant with him. It had been a wonder the fetus had even survived that. Adrian was their own little miracle.

Daniel chuckled. "Why don't you two go upstairs and play in your room?"

Adrian bolted off immediately, and Charlie shrugged and followed him. Daniel turned his attention back to his wife. "Well, that was easy enough."

"Mm-Hmm," Vala commented, before pulling his head back down. A few moments later they were interrupted again by the sound of pounding feet above their heads and a frustrated yell.

"Mom, Daaad! The boys won't leave me alone!"

Daniel sighed. "I'll take care of it. You drink your coffee."

"All right. I'll fix yours for you."

"Thanks," he smiled, then let go of her and headed for the stairs. He took them quickly, but he didn't run up them very often anymore. He only had one sort-of bad knee, not two definitely bad ones like Jack, but his friend still teased him about it sometimes. He'd gotten used to that by now, especially since his hair had gone completely gray four or five years ago and he'd looked even more like the retired general.

At the top of the stairs Daniel turned left. He didn't have to open the door to go into Janet's room, because the boys had already pushed it open and were inside pestering their older sister.

"Boys, I thought I said go play in your room, not bother Janet," he said as he stepped in, hands on his hips.

The two younger children looked up at him from where they stood next to her bed, pelting her with questions about what she was doing and fooling with the things on her bedside table. Though mostly Charlie was doing to talking and Adrian the messing with things.

Janet, cross-legged on her bed with her lap-top computer (which was a whole lot smaller than the ones Daniel remembered…), looked up as well and sighed. "Thank you, dad, to the rescue."

Charlie pouted. "But Janet's more fun than the stuff in our room."

"But she's trying to get some work done. She'll play with you when she's finished. Right, Janet?"

She shrugged. "Yeah, of course, once I'm done with this insane speech."

Daniel nodded at the boys. "See? She'll play later, now go on, out of here for now, let her work." He shooed them out and closed the door behind them, then went over to Janet's bed and sat on the edge of it near her.

"How's it coming?"

She sighed and shook her head, and her straight brown hair, highlighted with strips of blonde, fell over her shoulders. "I don't know. All right I guess…I never asked to be Valedictorian."

"But you deserve it," Daniel smiled. "Don't worry too much about the speech. You'll do fine."

Janet ducked her head, a bit embarrassed. "If you say so, dad."

Daniel reached out and nudged her face back up with a finger under her chin. "I do say so. Come on, you can speak eight regular languages, two dead earth languages, and three alien languages fluently. Just writing a speech in little old English can't get you down," he encouraged.

Janet smiled back now. "Thanks…but it's still nerve-wracking."

"I know. But you can do it." Then he hugged her, and stood. "Okay, I'll leave you alone now. If you need any help, I'll be downstairs--probably working on that new translation."

"It still giving you problems?"

He shrugged. "A little bit, but that's all right. It's not Ancient or anything so important, but I'll get it eventually.

"Want some help?"

"If you want to take a crack at it, that's fine with me, but not until after you finish that," Daniel chuckled, motioning towards the computer. "Graduation is next weekend."

"I know," she grinned.

Daniel started to go then, but when he got to the door, he remembered what it was he'd been meaning to tell her all day. He'd been waiting for the right time, and now seemed as good as any. He turned back around.

"Hey Janet?"

She looked up again. "Hmm?"

He started back toward her. "Can I ask you a question?"

Janet nodded, and he sat back down. "What are going to do this summer?"

"Well, I was pretty much just planning on getting a job to save more for college; I've put an application in at a few places."

"Have you heard back from any of them yet?"

"Not yet; it's only been a few days."

"So you don't really have a job yet."

She blinked at him suspiciously. "No sir….why?"

Daniel smiled, enjoying this already. "Well I know of an offer that's open, if you want it."

She raised an eyebrow. "What kind of offer?"

"I've talked to Sam, and she said that there's enough extra money in the SGC's budget to pay a temporary addition to SG-1 for the summer…"

Janet's mouth dropped open. "You're kidding."

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

"You mean…I can go on missions with you guys and stuff?"

He nodded. "Yep. Granted, you won't get a lot of money or anything, just a little bit more than you would make working at a fast food place or something, but it's still getting paid."

Janet grinned. "I don't care about the money, dad. If I can do that, I wouldn't care if I didn't get paid at all."

"I thought that was how you'd feel," Daniel laughed. "So that's a yes?"

"Of course it's a yes!" Janet giggled. She sat forward and hugged him again, squeezing hard. "Thanks dad!" Daniel returned the embrace, and after a moment she sat back and looked at him curiously.

"What is it?"

She just studied him for a moment. "Are you sure you're okay with this? I haven't been through the stargate since I was eight. You and mom have been really paranoid about me getting near it since what happened then."

She had almost died then, that was what happened. They thought the planet they brought her to was safe, uninhabited, free of any danger--but only children were vulnerable to the contagion she'd caught, and that was why it hadn't been noticed before.

Daniel sighed. "I know, but that's only because we were so worried about you then…we didn't want anything like that to happen again. But we've talked, and you're older now, and we know you want to go again…" It had been hard at first, deciding to let her do this if she wanted, but they couldn't keep her locked up on earth forever, as much as she wanted to get off of it sometimes.

Janet nodded in understanding, and smiled a bit. "Thanks, dad," she said again, and this time it was just as heartfelt, but in a much different way. He knew she couldn't completely understand, but she seemed to have something of an inkling of what it had taken to agree to that when Sam had suggested it.

"You're welcome." Then he stood again. "But now I'd really better get out of here. You have to work on that, and everyone will be over here in a couple hours so I should leave you to it."

She smiled. "Why am I having two graduation parties again?"

Daniel smirked. "One for those with security clearance, and one for those without." At any type of gathering with all the family and friends involved or linked to the stargate program, conversation inevitably turned to something to do with the SGC as well. So they were having one party tonight for close family and friends, and another next weekend after graduation for her friends from school and the neighborhood and such.

"Oh, right," she grinned back. Then she sighed. "I wish Travis could be here though…I know even if he was here he would have to come to the 'non-security-clearance' party, but still….Why does he have to be stationed halfway across the United States? It's not fair."

Travis Heinmann, a young man who had worked at the local grocery store since high school. He'd been a lonely boy with no family, and, strangely enough, had quickly become a close family friend.

"It could be worse. He could be in another country," Daniel pointed out.

"I know," she answered miserably.

The sound of the doorbell ringing came from downstairs, and suddenly Daniel was grinning. He stood. "I'd better go get that."

"Won't mom get it?"

He shrugged. "She busy in the kitchen, I think." That may or may not have been true, but it didn't matter. Vala wouldn't get the door because she had instructions not to.

Janet sighed and got up, the corner of her mouth coming up a bit. "You'll never get down there fast enough." With that, she bolted out the door, and he followed her as quickly as he could out of her room and down the stairs. By the time he hit the ground floor, he heard the door being flung open, but silence followed.

Grinning madly to himself, he waited just around the corner out of site, and Vala came up beside him, smiling as well. They exchanged amused glances, and then the silence broke with an overjoyed squeal. That was joined by a young male chuckle, ansd that was when Daniel and Vala chose to make their appearance.

What they found just inside the front door was, as expected, a very happy Janet hugging an equally happy and grinning Travis Heinmann.