"Okay Spencer, what's the code?" Lassiter said from behind Shawn.

"14 numbers," he said quietly. He turned to his dad, "Help me down there?" Henry helped Shawn slowly to the ground and Shawn winced as his knees hit the concrete floor.

"You okay?" Henry asked.

"Will you stop asking me that?" Shawn snapped, regretting it an instant later, "Sorry dad, I'm just-"

"I know," Henry nodded, accepting the apology.

Shawn turned back to the bomb, "Okay…fourteen numbers, in the exact opposite order as the arming code."

"You saw him arm the bomb?" Henry asked. Shawn nodded. His hands hovered nervously over the bomb.

"How do we know what he told you was the truth? You stick in the wrong code and we all die"

"Don't you think he knows that?" Henry asked Lassiter.

"Just making sure he knows the risk he's taking here!"

"He's kneeling over a ticking bomb. I think he knows the risks. "

"Guys," Juliet tried but the two men ignored her.

"What if he gets one of the numbers wrong huh?"

"He won't!" Henry shouted.

"How can you be so sure of that!"

"I know my son, Detective!"

"Well I don't like the fact that all our lives are in the hands of Spencer!" Henry opened his mouth to retort but Shawn stopped him.

"Hey!" He shouted loud enough for both men to stop, and turn to look at him. "Stop fighting!...I can't do this with you fighting." As a guilty looking Lassiter took a step back, Henry took a step forward and crouched by his son.

"Come on, Shawn," Henry whispered into Shawn's ear, "You can do this, just focus."

"Focus," Shawn repeated, "I can do that."

"Good," Henry patted Shawn on the back carefully and then stood up. "Have they started evacuating the building?"

Lassiter nodded, "It's going to take a while, this place is pretty big."

Shawn tuned out the talking in the background and concentrated. He placed two fingers at his temples, closed his eyes tight and thought back to the moment Danny had armed the bomb.

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

"What is it?"

"The arming sequence." Shawn watched Danny press the 14 buttons. The nine first.

"Nine….it started with a nine," he whispered, "Nine…….five…….two……nine, six, four." He squinted harder as he fought to remember the next numbers.

Henry looked at the clock, three minutes left "Come on, Shawn, you can do this."

"Six…three, one, eight, eight, four…..seven….and five…okay," Shawn opened his eyes, "Five." His finger hovered over the keypad and finally he pressed five. He went through the numbers again, "Nine, five, two, nine, six, four, six, three, one, eight, eight, four, seven." He pressed seven.

"Two minute,s" Lassiter spoke up.

Henry glared at Lassiter. "He doesn't need a reminder," he said quietly so only Lassiter could hear him. "You're doing good, son," he said louder.

"Four….eight," he put in the next two numbers. "Nine, five, two, nine, six, four, six, three, one, eight," he said again.

Slowly, as the time diminished quickly, one minute, thirty seconds, one minute, forty seconds, thirty seconds. Shawn put in each number one by one. "Eight…one…three….," Twenty seconds.

"Come on," Lassiter said

"Six…four…," fifteen seconds. "Six…nine," ten seconds. "Two…five," five seconds.

"Come on!" Lassiter said again.

With two seconds to spare, Shawn put in the last number. "Nine," the bomb stopped immediately and everything shut down.

Lassiter looked at the disarmed bomb in disbelief and let out a huge sigh. Relief flooded the group and everyone smiled.

"I did it," Shawn said to himself. He looked up at his dad, "Help me up." Henry took hold of Shawn's arms and pulled him to his feet.

"You good?"

"Yeah," Henry let go of Shawn.

"Lieutenant!" Lassiter shouted, "It's all yours!"

The man re-entered the room and looked at the defused bomb. "Good job, kid," he nodded at Shawn.

"You're…" A sudden wave of dizziness stopped Shawn from finishing his sentence. Before anyone could catch him he fell to the floor.

"Shawn!" Henry knelt next do his son. He put one hand under his head and rested the other hand on Shawn's thigh. "He's unconscious."

"Call an ambulance!" Juliet shouted to the nearest police officer. "Now!"