They had managed to defeat the bad guys and tie them up. However the bomb the villains had placed in the building was another matter. Batman sent Vigilante to evacuate the building while Flash ran around frantically looking for it. Wally flew through the top floors of the office but couldn't find it. Where was Supes and his X-ray vision when you needed him?
Not finding the bomb in any room Wally flew down to the basement and found it, tucked up high. Large and complicated, with 14:42 blaring red at him. He started moving towards it and remembered how annoyed Bats got in Las Vegas when he started messing with the bomb before talking to him. And this looked nothing like the ones Joker had them chasing.
He activated his comm link, "Flash to Batman."
"Have you found it?" Batman's reply came slightly fuzzy.
"In the basement. Fourteen minutes left. How do I disarm it?"
"What does it look like?"
"Big, cylindrical, lots of wires and attached to the ceiling."
"Which type of bomb is it, Flash?" Batman sounded annoyed.
"How am I meant to know? You're the bomb expert."
The sigh was audible through the link. "I'll be down in –"
Batman was interrupted as Wally ran up, picked him up and came back down to the bomb. He glared until Wally put him down and turned to the bomb. Carefully he removed the outer casing to study the inner workings. Wally was grateful he had been working with the man more over the last few years, otherwise he would have missed the subtle tensing of Batman's shoulders that told him something was wrong.
"What is it, Bats?"
"They've changed the wiring. It's going to take longer than I thought to disarm it. Go help Vigilante." The tone was sharp and left no room for argument. Batman just started reaching up to the bomb.
"Be careful." Wally put a reassuring hand over Bruce's before zipping up to start getting people to evacuate.
Vigilante was doing a great job keeping everybody calm and moving slowly towards the exits. He'd even gotten the local cops to get a perimeter going. Wally left him in the foyer and started picking up and running people out from the back of the lines. It took countless trips and a long twelve minutes to get everybody out. Wally grabbed a pile of burgers to refuel and then left Vigilante to deal with the cops and press.
He ran back into the basement to Batman. "How we doing there, Bats?"
"Slowly." The other man had gotten the bomb off the ceiling and seemed to be buried in a mess of wires.
"Nearly finished?"
Bruce sighed and stood up to look at Wally. "I don't think so. There seems to be several non-standard failsafes set up so that any tampering will result in detonation."
"Can't you do something? A lot of people could lose their incomes from this."
"I know. I'm trying but I don't think I have enough time here." Batman reached back out for the bomb only to be stopped as Wally put his hand over the others again.
"You have it disarmed enough that it can be moved though?"
"Yes, but we're too far from anywhere isolated enough for to run to in time."
"I can totally hit the Gulf of Mexico before it goes off. Besides, doesn't look like there's much of a choice here, Bats." Wally smiled as he felt the hand under his curl up and hold on.
"It's too dangerous."
"When isn't it? I'll be fine. The longer I stay here the less time there is."
"Be careful." Bruce's hand squeezed his tightly and Wally indulged in his impulses and carded his fingers through the other mans. He stood there holding hands for a few long seconds, and damn relative time was the best thing ever, but eventually he had to carefully let go. He lifted up the bomb and grinned back at his friend and crush.
"Never." He said before speeding off toward the gulf.
He was right he did reach it before the bomb went off. Which was lucky because it meant he could fall under the water moments before it went off. Later he reckoned the bruise on his arm from where Bruce punched him as he celebrated the victory in the cafeteria was worth seeing concern on the usually stoic face.