Sam leaned against Milo. It certainly wasn't the worse wound he'd experienced. But..."Poison," he said, teeth chattering. No, it wasn't the first time he'd been poisoned either, and holy water really was the only way he could get it out of his system. He closed his eyes, focusing on<i>not </i>going into shock, because he wouldn't really be able to do anything else otherwise. Jared rushed out the door, his lips tight as he grabbed a large bowl of holy water and brought it back. He dipped a cup into it and pressed it into Milo's hand. Sam couldn't move the one arm, and he was shaking too hard to hold the cup himself.<br/><br/>As soon as the holy water entered his system, Sam paled and clenched his teeth, groaning in pain. After weeks of purging the darkness out of his body, it was familiar. But it still hurt so bad. His eyes closed, black poison pushing out of the wound, running down his arm, which was limp by his side. Jared grabbed a rag and medical supplies, and used the rag soaked in holy water to help absorb the poison off his skin. Sam hissed and put his forehead against Milo's shoulder, crying silently as they worked together to stop the corruption from digging into him again.