Title: Daniel of Abydos series
Author's DWJ: nightspear
Categories: Daniel, team, friendship, drama, novel, AU, kidfic
Warnings: various minor character deaths (and survivals)
Author's Webpage/Fic list: List of Stories
Link to stories: begins with Translations, available as entries on LJ or as single page file; links to subsequent novels at link

Why this should be read: One of my absolute favorite AUs, and definitely my favorite kidfic!

My personal problem with downsizing characters is that they are almost inevitably infantilized. Nightspear deftly avoids this problem because her Daniel is starting out younger in the first place -- it was Melbourne and Claire who deciphered the Gate back in '82, and Daniel was actually born on Abydos. Yet despite his youth and his alienness (he's just as unfamiliar with Earth as Teal'c!), he is unquestionably the Daniel we know and love.

This long, intricate series covers seven seasons of fabulous twists and turns through canon. Some people die who survived in canon; others survive who died. Gaping plot holes are closed, repercussions are realistically faced, and the friendships (Daniel and Teal'c! Daniel and Jack! Daniel and Sam!) will absolutely blow you away.

I adore this series beyond reason. So give yourself several hours of reading time, kick back, and enjoy!


Jack nodded, looking out over the water. “That’s what I like about coming here. When else do we get to be outside like this without bringing guns and reactors and whatnot?”

“You did bring a gun,” Daniel pointed out, because there was no way Jack was going somewhere and leaving himself and his team completely defenseless.

“But I don’t have it on me at the moment. It’s the thought that counts.”

“Do you think Sam brought a reactor?”

“Wouldn’t’ve made it through airport security,” Jack said confidently. “And Teal’c searched her bag.”

Flopping back again, Daniel said, “If you say so.”

“Oh, by the way - happy seventeenth birthday.”

“Yeah?” Daniel said. He checked his watch for the date. “Thanks.” For once, he didn’t care about the landmark or what it meant for his duties on base. He could figure that out later, when there weren’t fish to ambush. He lay lazily for a while, then eyed the cooler under Jack’s feet with some curiosity. “Have you noticed that alcoholic beverages are present in almost every society you’ve met? Fermented plants - it happens whether you mean for it to happen or not.”

“Really.”

“Mm-hm. In fact, I don’t remember a time when I didn’t drink the Abydonian equivalent of beer with just about every meal. Not until coming to the SGC, of course.”

“You know,” Jack said, not looking away from the surface of the lake, “most teenagers just ask if they can have a beer.” Daniel opened his mouth. “No,” Jack said.