Pete flew to the Silver Co. Building. He looked all around the building then found it. The energy signature if a bomb. Right by the base. A big one too. He looked at a second. Problem was it was set to an electrical charge. A timer. Counting down. It required electricity but not. He had dealt with bombs like this before. He placed his hands near the timer and pulled out the charge from it. It froze the clock at one minute left. He had tricked the timer and the bomb for that matter from exploding. The day was saved on this front. He however flew up to the rest of the building herding people out of the blast zone. In case this maniac had a remote detonator. It was possible. Only problem was that he had fried the circuits. So there was no way this bomb was going off. 

Pete flew over the building and looked down. He had done it. Dad would have been proud.