A/N: I've screwed with canon a bit. Daniel has family (hence the title) he just doesn't really talk to them. And the timelines are a little funky. It's also going to be an AU in both shows. I hope that made some sort of sense. Probably not. Oh well…
Summery: Most families just own a store- or a restaurant.
Disclaimer: Both Stargate and Farscape belong to their respective creators and producers. This story is for entertainment purposes only no money is being made from it's publication.
Family Business
Prologue
For what seemed like the hundredth time in the past few minutes, Daniel checked his
watch. He let out a small sigh when he saw it had only been five minutes since the last time
he'd checked. Normally Daniel Jackson was a very patient man; he had to be in his line of
work. He rolled his neck, staring out the small airline window and grimaced as his still
sore muscles protested the action. He hadn't meant to miss his chance to talk to his cousin
before John tested his theories with his Farscape I. Of course, he hadn't meant to be
kidnapped by a primitive alien intent on turning him into Sunday dinner either. He took
another quick glance at his watch, trying to hide his nervousness from the other passengers
of the large commercial jet. If this plane didn't hurry up he was going to miss his chance to
see John's take off as well.
Daniel held back another frustrated sigh; the old lady sitting next to him was giving him
that maternal look he'd seen a lot from old ladies, and thought back to the last time he'd
seen his father's family. It had been just before that disastrous lecture; some five years ago
in Los Angelus. Looking back he thought he might have gotten a little carried away with
his estrangement crusade. He'd left Doctor Jordan, Sarah and Steven to protect their
careers, but Daniel still wasn't sure why he'd left his family. He nearly screamed with joy
when the pilot announced their decent and wondered how long it would take for him to get
to Canaveral.
When they finally touched down Daniel was about ready to explode. Nervous energy
curling from his taut muscles in waves. He shuffled behind the lady in front of him
dutifully and once off the plane charged down the wide hallways; bypassing security with
his military ID. He was almost to the main gates when he realized he had forgotten his
luggage at baggage claim. With an explosive groan he turned around and ran back into the
bustling airport toward the baggage wheels.
He'd made it-- barely. He propped himself against the doorjamb of the family viewing area
at IASA headquarters, drab green duffle hanging over his shoulder. He looked around the
small room sadly; they hadn't realized he'd arrived, Daniel thought he could just turn
around, walk away, and now one would even know he'd been there. He didn't belong there,
with the Chrichtons; they weren't his anymore.
"Dan?" He bit his lip to hide a grimace trying to take over his face; too late now.
"Hay," he forced a smile as his aunt gave him a quick kiss on the cheek "Did I miss it?"
"Not yet." Olivia scooted over a chair and he took the seat between his aunt and cousin
awkwardly. She gave him a quick sidelong glance that he wasn't supposed to see. "Your
late." She sounded hurt. "John was really looking forward to talking to you before the
launch. Where the hell were you?" Now she sounded angry, apparently John wasn't the
only one disappointed in his time management skills.
Daniel gave her a horrified look. He had Two-hour flight and he hadn't even thought up
a cover story. "I got…" he paused ".Busy at… work." That was lame.
Olivia looked like she was going to say something else when Leslie interrupted. "Honey,
what happened to your face?" She asked, running her fingers along the scratch on his
cheek. He turned his head away so she couldn't see his eyes, and tried not to let out a
slightly hysterical laugh that almost escaped his lips. Oh, that? I was kidnapped by a
primitive alien and dragged halfway across another planet. He wanted so badly to say it
but instead he muttered just as lamely as before "It's just a scratch."
They all fell silent as the countdown began, news reports poured in over multiple
television sets and even more displayed the progress of John's shuttle. Daniel let the
sounds wash around him as he watched the white module launch from orbit, he watched
as it sped up. Everything was going fine. Then something happened. Something terrible,
some sort of spatial anomaly. Jack and DK were yelling into the radio in the control center.
Leslie was holding her hands over her mouth and Olivia's hand was digging into his thigh
painfully. Daniel looked down at his pocket when his cell phone rang. He'd get it in a
minute. There was a bright flash; a burst of static, and John was gone.
Daniel didn't answer his phone.