“Gabriel, get Peter out of there,” Jack says, slipping his shoulder under the other Captain’s arm as he and Bucky emerge from the darkness. He’s already trying to get the cuff to work, not to open a vortex (it needs much more time for that to recharge), but to overload the electrical system.

He’s dealt with this sort of thing before, after all.

As soon as they are all behind John, he blows the system in a rain of sparks and dust. The creature puffs clean out of existence, and the cold begins to creep in.

Three of his men are bloody. One looks hung over. The kid…. Is Peter scared or excited? Maybe both. “Good job. Down to eight. Let’s head down to the living quarters by the lab. Some people need some showers.”