The goons were now either knocked out, or dead. Finnigan sighed, a sigh of relief. His leg hurt like hell. "That was it? That was all we had do do?" He kicked on goon with his good leg, "Argh!" Then red gloved hands appeared out of the broken window of the helicarrier. Followed by a man. His eyes were reddish and his skin looked grey, but it was easy to tell who he was... Captain America! "Oh my eff!" Finnigan croaked. Fury's eyes widened with horror. "Cap? Is that you?" Cap grunted, and then roared a battle cry. Finnigan took out his gun. "Guys! Don't harm him! Or at least do t harm him that much! We need to knock him out, then Fury can contain him. Then we'll find out what the eff is going on here!" Finnigan shouted. He fired his gun at the shield-less Cap, who dodged out of the way, expertly.