Author's Notes: Thanks to Stonedtoad for betaing.

This came to me and I finished it in two days, just in time to get it out my brain so I can focus on NaNoWriMo.

This is set beginning of first season for AOS and the beginning of Season Nine for SG1 except they never met the Ori. I know they're several years apart but for this, they're not.

Enjoy.

"So," Jack said, leaning back in his chair as his friend entered his office.

"So," Daniel replied, a slight twitch of a smile on his lips while taking his seat.

Jack rolled his eyes making Daniel laugh, "So, are you sure about this?"

"Yes," Daniel told him softly, "Jack, you're here, Sam's in Area 51 and Teal'c is barely on Earth half the time these days. The SGC isn't where I belong now."

"You could head to Atlantis with the next Daedalus run," Jack noted.

Daniel shrugged, "Atlantis is still an option but it'll be six months until I could go."

"Well six months on the new SG1…"

"Mitchell is a bit," Daniel hesitated before finishing, "Chirpy. He is so excited about everything. I want to zat him. And since I'm no longer stuck to the alien psycho bitch from hell I don't need to stay."

Jack chuckled, "So maybe not the SGC but this…"

"Jack, you were the one who got me the offer," Daniel rolled his eyes, "Why are you trying to talk me out of it?"

Silence filled the room for a few seconds; Daniel leaned back and watched his friend squirm ever so slightly.

"It's just…I know you…" Jack grimaced annoyed, especially when Daniel laughed.

"You don't want me somewhere you can't know where I am and what I'm doing," Daniel finished for him, affection for his friend in his eyes, "I'm a big boy, Jack. You've got to let me out on my own some time."

Jack smiled before offering his hand to his friend, "Good luck. Keep in touch, Danny. And keep Coulson on his toes, I owe him some grief."

Daniel clasped Jack's hand in his, "Keep things together here."

Daniel stood hands clasped behind his back outside the office of his new boss. Fury cut a commanding and imposing figure all in black with a patch covering one eye as he stood in front of a screen talking to someone Daniel couldn't see.

The SHIELD office was impressive, sleek with a bright modern feel that was so different to the military grey of the SGC. The people were either in smart suits or what appeared to be a blue flight suit.

It had been an odd few months for Daniel.

His three friends, the closest thing he had to a family had all left him behind moving on to new lives and jobs while he was stuck. When Weir had offered him a spot in Atlantis Daniel had jumped at the chance, it was the home of the Ancients. There would be plenty for him to study and he knew he would be able to explore as part of one of the off world teams. Then Vala had appeared and screwed that up, putting the stupid bracelet on him trapping him both in the base and with her. Thankfully he'd survived being attached to her and she had been sent merrily on her way, after they'd ensured she hadn't stolen anything.

But it meant however Daniel was now once again stuck in the SGC without his friends.

Then, without warning, Maria Hill appeared in his office and offered him the position with SHIELD on a specialist team. Daniel had been stunned, though amused when she revealed that Jack had suggested him for the position, before accepting the job.

x

"Welcome to SHIELD, Dr Jackson," Fury greeted, motioning him into the office.

"Thank you, Director," Daniel replied smiling slightly, "You have an impressive set up."

"Well we get to spend time above the ground," Fury replied, a hint of a smile crossing his face, "Jack O'Neill has a great deal of praise for you and your abilities though he has placed a footnote in your file."

"Let me guess," Daniel fought the urge to roll his eyes, "May need a reminder to eat and sleep?"

"Exactly, along with a note that states trouble magnet," Fury chuckled, "However the rest of your file shows that you are extremely capable and should fit in well with the team I'm placing you with."

Daniel nodded.

"Considering your previous experience in the SGC you are being placed at Level 7," Fury told him, "The SGC is however classified at Level 8."

"So I can't talk to myself about my previous job?"

Fury shrugged, "Welcome to my world."

"It's not a problem," Daniel shrugged, "I'm used to not talking about what I did in the SGC with people outside it."

"Just answer me one question," Fury said, "Did you really bluff a Goa'uld by telling him you were the Great and Powerful Oz?"

Daniel shrugged, "It was the only thing I could think of at the time."

Fury chuckled, "I'll admit I thought O'Neill was pulling my leg but it kept me laughing for a few hours."

Daniel's lips curved in an amused smile, "It's one of Jack's favourite stories. He's so proud I chose that instead of using someone from Teal'c's favourite film."

"You appear to be travelling a lot lighter than I expected," Fury nodded to the small bag Daniel had sitting beside him.

Daniel shrugged, "Sam…Colonel Carter scanned most of my books into the computer over the past few years. So all I really need to carry is the flash drive these days."

Fury smiled slightly, moving to his desk at a beep from his computer, "Agent Coulson is waiting for you in the lobby. Good luck, Doctor."

Daniel shook Fury's hand before grabbing his bag and starting down to his new life.

x

Phil Coulson stood just to one side of the elevators waiting. He had to admit he was intrigued that Fury had suggested Daniel Jackson for the team; the other man was brilliant in his own field but had also proven himself as an able member of a military organisation.

The soft ping announced the arrival of the elevator and Phil turned. He looked completely different from his file photo. Older, sadder, less an academic and more a seasoned soldier with much shorter hair.

"Dr Jackson," he offered the younger man his hand, "Welcome to the team."

"Thank you, Agent Coulson," Jackson shook his hand, "I'm looking forward to getting started."

They began walking to the car, "You have an impressive resume, Doctor. Though I think my favourite part is the fact you lived for a year on another planet."

Jackson chuckled, "Not the year I was dead?"

"I've done that one," Phil replied with a slight smile, "I'll admit it wasn't as long as you but living on a completely different planet and planning to stay there is…"

"It was the easiest decision I've ever made," Jackson finished when Phil trailed off, "And I'd rather not talk about it."

Phil nodded in understanding, "We should get going, we have work to do."

Exiting the building Phil smiled to himself when Jackson whistled slightly when he saw their ride, "It might not be an alien ship but we still have some nice toys. Meet Lola."

Daniel stood in the small section of the plane that was his. It held a bunk, a small cupboard and chest of drawers for his clothes with a small shelf for personal items. He stored away his gear, sitting his journal under the pillow on the bunk before placing the two photos he'd brought with him on the small shelf. One was of SG1 along with Janet and Cassie; it had been taken at the barbecue Jack had after they returned from their three week kidnapping by Hathor. Despite the fact his hair looked odd having been cut short for the first time in his life Daniel loved the photo as they were all so relaxed looking in it.

The second was the only picture he had of his wife.

"Dr Jackson?"

Daniel turned to find the female half of the science duo known as one unit standing in the doorway, "Please, call me Daniel."

"Jemma," she reciprocated, "Agent May has confirmed we will be taking off in five minutes. You need to buckle up."

He nodded but before he could leave she caught sight of the photos.

"Are they your family?" Jemma asked sweetly.

"Yes," Daniel replied.

Jemma moved to Sha're's picture, "Girlfriend?"

"My wife," Daniel said softly.

"Oh," surprise covered her face, "She's very beautiful."

Daniel hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes, she was. We should get strapped in before Agent May takes off."

He herded Jemma out relieved that she took the hint and left him to rejoin Fitz. Strapping himself into the nearest seat Daniel leaned back and closed his eyes as the plane lifted off the ground.

He was no longer Dr Daniel Jackson, SG1.

He was Daniel Jackson, Agent of SHIELD.