He knows what will happen when the counters flicker out and Charlie can't have that. He doesn't know what he can do, but that's never stopped him before. He stands up, shoving against the barrier with both hands as hard as he can, trying to push though it, trying to get to her. The pain starts small at first, but then it ends up with searing pain and the smell of singed flesh. Charlie staggers back, cradling his burned hands against his chest.

"Sabrina, please..."