"He's gone."
Lexi's pace slows and she sits down on the bench closest to her, "What?"
"He's gone Lex," Dean's voice is solemn from the other end of the phone, "We thought we could save him, we thought we could…"
His voice trails off and Lexi's mind races in hundred different directions. She just spoke to Jack two days ago and he didn't tell her he was sick. He had told her about fishing with Dean and getting to drive the Impala and suddenly it all made sense.
"Have you talked to Mom?" Dean questions her, "Do you know where she is? I left her a voicemail."
"Not in a couple days," Lexi replies as she stands up from the bench.
"We're going to do a hunter's wake."
"I'll be there soon."
Jack sat at the kitchen table eating cereal while Sam sat across from him drinking coffee and flipping through an old dusty book of lore. Their quiet, peaceful breakfast was quickly interrupted by Dean's booming voice as he came into the room.
"I said I don't like it."
"I told you," Lexi followed behind him and grabbed an empty coffee mug, "I'm going."
Lexi poured some coffee into the mug and placed it on the kitchen counter in front of the man before grabbing another mug to pour her own. Dean grabbed the mug angrily.
"Why do you tell me these things then?" his voice still angry. "You know what I do when I know Sam isn't going to like my idea? I DON'T TELL HIM!"
The expression on Sam's face went from surprised to exasperated, and he turned his attention back to Jack whose eyes were wide.
"I don't like it when Mom and Dad fight," Jack's voice was barely above a whisper.
Lexi had finished adding sugar and cream to her coffee and she smiled at Jack's comment.
"It's okay sweetie," she winked at him, "I'll get you in the divorce."
She took a sip of her coffee as Sam turned from his seat to look at her with an innocent smile, "Me too?"
"Funny," Dean glared at the three of them, "you're real funny."