“Sir,” Coulson says over the line as soon as the director picks up. “We’ve found Captain America.” “Good work,” Fury’s voice crackles in his ear. “How soon can you dig him out?” “Sir?” Coulson turns away from the salvage team swarming over the glacier. “You know as well as I do that he’s a poor candidate for SHIELD.” “There’s been a change of plans,” Fury tells him.













