Permission to land was almost easier to get than the Cessna 172 had been, as Alex radioed in for emergency permission. He'd stepped out of the plane and onto the deck of the Helicarrier, and the apex of the storm had followed him. He stopped to collect a few things from a nearby fighter jet and while chaos descended on S.H.I.E.L.D. a strange face appeared to free Jasper, peering in through the window and gesturing for him to move back.