The Snowcats they've rigged are waiting by the ramp Nat drops for them. Coulson gets onto one, with Sharon climbing on next to him, while the other waits for Bucky. As soon as the ramp lowers, a gust of chill, sterile air comes rushing in, bringing the blood to Sharon's cheeks.

Coulson gives a small shiver and revs the engine, then drives them down the ramp and into the brilliant morning sun, glowing over endless fields of snow.