Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate or Daniel :-(
A/N: this is my first - please R&R but be gentle
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Sixteen year old Dan Jackson – DJ, as his friends called him – finished painting the last delicate detail on the setting of the Inca display. "I need coffee," he said, laughing, to his museum supervisor.
DJ actually hated coffee, despite the awakening powers he'd been told of so many times. He'd believed this, of course, having seen it work miracles on past foster parents, but when he had tasted it once, he'd hated it. This time, however, he knew a cup of tea held nowhere enough caffeine.
He didn't know that he had changed his future forever.
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Looky looky it's my purple button I wonder what happens when you click her
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