"Samantha."
Sam looked up from her work to see Andrew standing in the doorway of her lab. She offered him a forced smile before turning back to her work. "Andrew, what brings you by?"
"I'm finally settled into my office so I was thinking we could go get some food to celebrate. Something better than the commissary."
She couldn't help but smile as she looked up at him. "There's a great little pizza place not too far."
"So it'll still be hot if we bring it back here?" Sam's head tilted ever so slightly in her confusion. "You called me in Samantha, it's time we started our sessions."
Her body tensed of its own accord but, she tried to sallow her discomfort and gave a sharp nod of her head. They didn't say anything on the drive to the pizza place or on their way back to the mountain. They settled in at the table in her quarters and quietly ate their first piece of pizza.
"What happened Samantha?"
Closing her eyes tightly at the memories that assaulted her Sam took a shaky breath. Everyone else that had asked that question was rewarded with her anger but Andrew … Shrink or not he was here as her friend and confidant …
"We were on a routine mission really. I was taking soil samples while Daniel was studying some artifacts or something … We were there for days without incident. It was an uninhabited planet but we kept our regular watch. We usually have the same pattern, Colonel O'Neill, Teal'c, me and then Daniel. He's such a crouch in the morning, hard to wake up too," Sam smiled gently. "Nothing happened. It was nice and quiet. I listened to the animals, watched the stars, just studied my surroundings. It was close to Daniel's shift so I made a fresh pot of coffee. I made it strong, just like he likes it and just enjoyed the night. I got up to go wake him up when I felt something bite me. Turns out it was a tranquilizer of some kind … I don't think I took two steps before I fell into a Jaffa's arms and then … everything went black …"
"Is Daniel the one you're always snapping at?" Sam nodded her head as she looked down at her untouched second slice of pizza. "Why?"
"I don't know," she offered with a shrug of her shoulders. "He thinks I'm angry at him but, I'm not –"
"You're not angry at him because your angry at yourself, aren't you? Like before?" She nodded again. "I hear you're snapping at a lot of people. So I guess I shouldn't be asking why you snap at Daniel but, why you don't snap at Teal'c or the Colonel."
"They understand," she offered. "They don't ask questions or invade my space -"
"They wait for you to come to them," Andrew offered. He knew that was the best way to approach her. He had always taken that approach with her … he only asked the barest questions, the ones necessary for her to start talking, nothing more.
They sat in silence for a while. He'd already asked her the catch all question. The initial abduction was not all that had happened. Now he just had to wait for her to be ready to tell the rest. After more than ten minutes of silence she told him about waking up in the cargo hold, of Ba'al threatening her with torture in explicit detail. She told him about the trinkets and the first time he tortured her, of being left alone for hours in a cell she wasn't supposed to break out of but, of breaking out in spite of the continuous pain from the trinkets. She also told him of destroying the sarcophagus and Ba'al's reaction.
"That's a lot to go through in the course of what, a day," he asked when she clammed up again.
"I suppose … This is normally where'd you ask how I felt about that … you know I hate that question."
"Yeah," he offered honestly. "But, if you're willing to tell me I'd like to hear."
"Angry still but, I was angry at him."
"Because of the torture?"
"Because he thought I was weak," she offered harshly. "Because he thought as a woman I'd tell him what he wanted to know to make him stop. And because the bastard thought that he could torture me and rape me!" In a huff Sam stood from the table quickly enough for her chair to tip backwards before she headed out of her quarters.