"Yes Sir," he canted his head in a nod and went to do just that, as quickly as possible. They were in trouble and he didn't have any time to waste. If Loki won... he couldn't even imagine that world. He didn't want to. The god needed stopped and now.

He boarded the jet after a typical speech about how they needed to get this done and if they didn't bad things were going to happen. Same old, same old. The only difference now was this wasn't his Howling Commandos. There was no telling if this was going to work. He hoped so. He hoped so dearly.

Steve was on the ground within minutes. "Anyone have eyes on Loki?"