Shawn watched Danny carefully as he came into the room, his left hand grasping a laptop bag. Danny lifted the bag onto the nearest work surface and unzipped it. The laptop was opened and switched on.

"Where is it?" Shawn asked. Danny gave him a look but said nothing, "I'm serious, where is it?"

Danny sighed, "Where is what?" He began typing something into the computer.

Shawn rolled his eyes, "What do you think I'm talking about?"

"The bomb?"

"No, DB Cooper's money, of course the bomb!" Danny glared at Shawn. "Where did you put the bomb? Had to be somewhere busy…the airport? Train station?"

Danny narrowed his eyes at Shawn suspiciously, "Why do you want to know so bad?"

"Why won't you tell me?" Shawn countered. The pair stared at each other, neither willing to tear their eyes away first. Finally Shawn backed down, "Doesn't matter if you tell me before you get the money or not; either you do and I go tell the bomb squad where to go or you don't and you kill me."

Danny thought about it for a second before answering. "It's at El Paseo shopping mall," he said.

Shawn's eyebrows rose into his forehead, "Do you know how many people will be killed?"

"It's not my problem," Danny said, turning back to the laptop.

Shawn couldn't believe what Danny had just said. "Not your problem, not your problem?" he asked, his voice rose until he was shouting. "How is your bomb killing hundreds, if not thousands of people, not your problem?"

Danny spun back around to face Shawn, "Shut up or I'll do it for you!" Shawn opened his mouth to speak but closed it again quickly, when Danny raised a hand to him. "Better to be seen and not heard, your parents ever tell you that?"

"They were too busy arguing," Shawn replied.

"They divorced?" Shawn nodded, "you have any brothers or sisters?"

Shawn swallowed. "One, a brother," he answered,

"You close?"

"Yeah, I mean we were…lately...I'm not so sure anymore."

"Would you do anything for him?"

"You mean would I kill for him?" Shawn thought about it. If Gus were hurt of course he would hunt down the person that had hurt him, but kill? He looked up at Danny. "I don't know," he answered honestly.

"You'll never know what it's been like for us, there's nothing I wouldn't do for him."

"You're right, I don't," Shawn agreed.

"Good, now keep quiet while I set this up." He turned back to the laptop again.

"What is it?"

"The arming sequence."

Shawn raised an eyebrow, "Already? When…when is it set to go off?"

"Just over an hour."

Shawn started to panic as reality set in. Over an hour from now he could be dead. He licked his lips nervously, "Wait, that's not enough time."

Danny snorted, "Enough time for what?"

"To say goodbye, I need to say goodbye to some people."

"Tough."

Shawn hung his head and steadied his breathing, trying not to care that Danny wasn't going to let him say goodbye to people. What would he say to Gus or his dad anyway? Sorry for being such a nuisance in their lives? "Okay," he mumbled, "Okay." He said a little louder. "How do I do it?"

"Do what?" Danny asked.

"Find the bomb at the mall and disarm it."

"It's in a bag in the back store room of Reese's Jewelery."

"And?"

"Just put in the 14 number disarm code."

"Which is?"

"Same as the arming code, but backwards."

"Okay, what's the arming code?" Danny said nothing,. "Come on! What's the code!"

Danny checked his watch "Time's up," he said. Shawn watched as Danny entered fourteen numbers into the computer. A second later a green digital clock appeared on the screen and started counting down from 60 minutes.

As soon as it started counting down Danny closed the computer lid and began packing everything away. "Adam!" he shouted, "Get your stuff together! We're leaving!"

"What?" Shawn asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

Danny shrugged. "Canada, heard Vancouver's nice this time of year," he said before laughing.

"What about the money and the bomb? What about me?"

Danny stepped towards Shawn and leant into his personal space. "We both know that no-one was going to pay the money, the city will never learn if they don't get punished, just like you," Danny pushed his hand into Shawn's broken ribs and Shawn gasped.

"You were always going to set the bomb off, weren't you?"

"Good guess, psychic."

"You run, the police will find you. I will find you."

"No, you'll be dead," Danny corrected, "Stuck here with no food or water, no one around to hear you scream. You'll be dead in days."

Shawn's eyes widened. "Please," he begged, "Don't do this."

"Too late," he stood up straight, "Enjoy your last few days."

"No!" Shawn shouted as Danny walked away. Shawn turned his head as far as it could go to watch Danny leave the room, "Don't leave me here! Come back here! Don't do this!" He kept shouting until his voice was hoarse but it didn't matter, Danny and Adam were long gone.

"Fifty eight," he whispered to himself. "Fifty seven," he said a minute later. "Fifty six…"