The small group gathered in the infirmary less than an hour after Anthony gave them permission to sneak a peek into his memories. Jacob had wanted to do it in a briefing room where there would be more room for those watching, but Fraiser had refused to allow her patient out of bed just yet. He was stable, but he wasn't anywhere near as healthy as she'd have liked. Besides, doing t at Anthony's bedside cut down on the size of the crowd to make sure there weren't more people than the deputy would be comfortable with.

Not that it helped all that much when Teal'c entered the room. Anthony stiffened considerably when the big Jaffa walked in, despite the fact that Daniel had purposely had Sam Carter walk in with him to remind the officer that Teal'c wasn't a threat. None of them were carrying weapons – which had Anthony wishing for a gun himself, just in case – but they were all fairly relaxed as Teal'c and Carter came over an joined Jack O'Neill, Daniel and Jacob Carter.

"You remember everyone?" Daniel asked Anthony as Teal'c seated himself directly in Anthony's line of vision, fairly certain that it would make the deputy more comfortable if he wasn't hovering over his shoulder or somewhere out of sight.

Anthony didn't take his eyes off the Jaffa, but he nodded.

"O'Neill, Carter, Carter and Teal'c."

Proving once more that there was nothing wrong with his memory – just his head. He didn't comment about the similarity in Jacob and Sam's names, but that really wasn't too much of a surprise, Daniel decided. Not with the careful way he was watching Teal'c. He probably didn't have any time to be curious and suspicious at the same time. Luckily, Teal'c wasn't bothered by the scrutiny at all – or at least he wasn't showing it.

"Do you have any other questions before we begin?" Jacob asked, setting up the device on the table that was positioned over Anthony's bed.

"No."

Janet Fraiser arrived at that moment, and walked over to hover at the officer's shoulder. She wasn't really needed in the proceedings, but there wasn't any way she was going to allow an alien device to be used on one of her patients without her being present in case something went wrong. Anthony certainly didn't seem to mind the addition; he relaxed the death grip he had on his blanket without even realizing it and even managed to take his eyes off Teal'c long enough to flash her an uncomfortable look that was supposed to be confident and fell far short. She rested her hand lightly on his shoulder to reassure him and he went back to watching Teal'c.

"Are you ready?" Jacob asked.

Ruff nodded. He wasn't, but there was no putting it off.

"Go ahead."

A small device was pressed against his head, right above his temple, and Anthony hissed in pain as it was suddenly seemed to be shoved right into his brain. Which was exactly what had happened, of course. Fraiser's hand tightened on his shoulder, but the pain faded almost immediately, as Jacob knew it would. He set activated the device on the table, and looked at Anthony, who had turned from watching Teal'c and was now watching him, waiting to hear what he was supposed to do.

"Think of the summit…" the Tok'ra told him.

Anthony tried to focus on that, and a moment later the device showed the slave barracks on the ship, and the Jaffa who had selected him to stand in on the summit to serve Ball. A moment later the scene changed, and it showed several Jaffa beating the crap out of him when he hadn't been so excited about being selected.

"The summit," Jacob reminded him, gently, trying to help the deputy refocus. The beating was disturbing, but it wasn't what they needed to see.

Anthony took a deep breath and tried to think more about the summit than the Jaffa. It wasn't easy with one right there in the room with him.

The scene changed, and this time it was the room the summit had been held in, shown to them from Anthony's point of view, of course. Ball was there, and it showed the moment Bitchzilla had walked in. It then showed the punch Anthony had taken when he hadn't been respectful enough toward her.

"Damn…"

Anthony looked over at O'Neill, but couldn't read his tight expression.

"Who else was there?" Jacob asked, once more bringing his attention back to where they needed it.

"Thumbtack, Toothbrush, Gator-"

"Think about them," Jacob said, with absolutely no idea who each of those names referred to.

Anthony did what he was told, and the device showed each of the others arriving. None of the people in the room spoke as the conversation was held, and even though Anthony didn't have a clue what was being said, Daniel obviously did and was taking notes.

The scene changed suddenly as Anthony's mind wandered from the conversation he couldn't understand and inevitably turned to his wife, and the group was suddenly looking at a pretty woman with brown hair and blue eyes, sitting at a table in what was obviously a kitchen, drinking something from a cup and smiling at them. Anthony gave a choked sob, and Jacob switched off the machine.

"Are you all right?"

Wiping away tears he hadn't been able to control, Anthony nodded.

"I'm sorry…"

"It happens," the Tok'ra told him, sympathetically. "We have plenty of time, okay? Don't feel rushed, and if you lose control, we'll take a break when we need to…"

How could he be mad – or even annoyed – when the guy had clearly lost so much?

Janet handed Anthony a tissue, and he took another deep breath.

"Go ahead."

Jacob nodded and turned the machine back on. The woman vanished and the room took her place. Again the Ghouls were speaking, and this time Anthony tried to keep his focus on what was being said. It was a lot harder than he'd thought it would be.

OOOOOOOOOOO

Hammond looked up when SG-1 entered the briefing room several hours later. All of them but Teal'c looked exhausted and bleak, and the general came out of his office, surprised to see them.

"You're done already?"

O'Neill shook his head.

"We're taking a break."

"How's Officer Ruff?"

"About one memory away from a total breakdown," Jack said, sitting down and rubbing his face, tiredly.

Ruff hadn't been able to keep focused only on the summit, and they'd had several views of beatings that the deputy had taken at the hands of the Jaffa. Add to that the memories that Anthony had shared of his wife, followed by heartbreaking sobs from the deputy since he knew he wasn't going to see her again, and it was hard for anyone with any kind of compassion to sit through.

"Is he going to be alright?"

"We're taking a break to give him a chance to get settled," Sam told Hammond. "We'll go back when Janet says he's ready."

"This could take longer than we thought," Daniel admitted, looking through the notes he'd taken already. "But it's definitely what we were hoping we'd get. They didn't keep him away from anything; when we get through, we're probably going to know everything that they discussed – and we should know what kind of weapon we're dealing with."

"Good. As long as we don't break him getting what we need…"

Carter shook her head.

"Janet and Jacob are being careful, sir."