Even Fury left me there. The image of Sharon alone, unsupported, trying to survive in a world that thinks her dead sears itself into his mind, and the only thing that keeps him from bolting back through the door is the knowledge that time isn't moving on the other side and the need to gather the intel that might help save her.

If there's a chance, any chance, no matter how slim -- the rest of the world can go to hell. He's going to Madripoor.

"I won't," he swears. "I won't. I'll get the answers. If she's alive, if there's any chance she's alive, I'll find her. I'll get her out." He manages a flicker of a smile. "Steve'll help. And he's not the only one."