Sam walked into the briefing room to find the rest of SG-1 sitting in their usual seats, her's empty and waiting for her return. With a gentle nod to the group she took her seat and faced Hammond. "Sir."

"Major," he greeted. "Thank you for coming. If you're up to it I'd like you to start from the beginning."

Taking a slow breath Sam nodded in conformation before she began her story. She gave a recap of what she remembered from the planet. A little exploring, no life, no difficulty. She talked about keeping watch and recalling nothing out of the normal when she felt dizzy and then suddenly everything was black. She told him of waking up on the Ha'tak, in a cargo hold of all places. As soon as she realized where she was a Jaffa had dragged her to Ba'al's private quarters. "He wanted to know about the program, our defenses, everything."

"I know it can't be comfortable to know that we witnessed your memories," Hammond offered gently as he watched her shift uncomfortably. "But, is there anything else that happened between when you met Ba'al and when he implanted those things?"

Sam felt the anger rising in her and knew that Hammond could see it; she wasn't really trying to hide it. "Other than explicitly explaining what he intended to do if I didn't tell him what he wanted to know, then no. You all saw everything already." Her words were controlled but, there was a hint of venom that Daniel couldn't ignore.

"Sam, we needed to know -"

"Janet already explained Daniel." She was short with him, shorter than he expected.

"I get that you're angry -"

"Drop it Daniel," Sam offered coldly.

"You've been hanging around Jack too much," Daniel huffed before he knew what he was doing.

"Excuse me?"

"First you antagonize Ba'al at every opportunity -"

"What would you have me do Daniel? Grovel at his feet and beg for mercy? He is not a god and I will not give in. Not to him or you!"

The men studied Sam carefully. Hammond and Daniel were clearly surprised by her outburst but, Jack and Teal'c sat perfectly still. "Why are you so angry," Daniel questioned. He still couldn't understand.

"Because I was tortured Daniel! Because my anger is all I had to keep from breaking in that hell and you don't seem to get that!"

Daniel couldn't keep the pain out of his eyes as he spoke softly. "You mean you're angry at us."

"What?"

"For not protecting you, for not saving you."

"Oh Daniel no," Sam offered gently before burying her head in her hands. She took a slow breath before looking up to him. "I'm sorry Daniel. I'm not angry at you or Teal'c or the Colonel. I just ... need time ..."

"But -"

"Daniel," Jack spoke for the first time. "Drop it."

"But -"

"Daniel she's not angry at you. Let it go."

"But -"

"Daniel," Jack barked. "She's angry at herself because she thinks it's her fault. Let. It. Go."