Steve wheezed under the rubble, and when everything was finally still again he coughed and groaned. His face was streaked with blood, bruised and torn up, wrist bent at an awkward angle and he carefully pulled it free from the strap of his shield to hold to his chest.
It took a while and a lot of maneuvering and struggling before he was able to partially uncover himself and when he did he saw a face he wasn't expecting.