Okay so here's the latest. Thanks so much for the reviews. The last chapter was kinda heartbreaking to write so I threw in a teaser for this section just to switch gears. Also..random little side note.
I found this casting scoop (!) today about a new character we will see in Season 3, and kinda OMG'd a little.

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"The second episode "Tower of David," will introduce us to Fara, an intelligent Persian woman, who is quite the professional, despite her young appearance." :o

Coincidence or...*looks around suspiciously*

Anyhoo, on with the fic.

After using the same strategy they had at the other churches (Saul and Virgil going in the front entrance and schmoozing their way past the vestibule, Max, Danny and Quinn going around back to explore), Virgil noticed a trail of popcorn scattered up the path to the stained glass entry door.

"Saul, check this out."
"Virgil there's no time. If we don't bullshit our way into this place soon-"
"Yeah. Bullshit our way into a church. If that's not invitation for a smiting I don't know what is.", he scoffed as Saul rolled his eyes.
"Seriously though Saul, humor me for a second and look at this."
Reluctantly Saul crouched down beside him, frowning at the sight.

"All it is is popcorn, so what?"
"So...Carrie bought popcorn for Farrah at the parade."
"Did Farrah ever get the popcorn from Carrie?"
"No. But she'd been begging for it since the two of them showed up. Carrie told me. Maybe the brother wanted to get in Farrah's good graces, bribed her with a bag."

A glimmer of pride in his eyes, Saul let his hopes get a little higher.
"Well what are we standing here for? Let's go."

Entering the vestibule of the church, Virgil went over and started chatting with one of the priests. His and Saul's story was altered slightly from church to church but the core of it was the same. Saul was Virgil's widower uncle interested in conversion. A bold faced lie but enough to get them in the door.
After Virgil introduced Father Clarkson to his uncle Leonidas Goldstein, he texted Max about the popcorn trail.

"Smart kid that one.", Quinn smiled after seeing the message, then turned to pick the lock to the back door of the church. Once achieving entry he crept down the back stairwell with Danny close behind. Leaving Max to stand guard at the door.

Gun drawn, his back at the wall Quinn turned to Danny and made the classic "shush" gesture, wanting to listen to the chatter coming from another part of the basement. Hearing Farrah's voice, relief flooding his face, Danny began texting Quinn a translation of her Arabic, what he could make out of it.

Reading the texts Quinn's jaw clenched. Farrah was clearly beside herself and pleading to see Carrie, much to her brother's annoyance.
"Glad I brought my knife.", he texted. "These jokers earned a little bad cop time."
"That better not leave me to play good cop.", Danny sent in reply, getting an approving nod right as Farrah let out a yell. Unsure if she was in distress or her frustration had peaked, not willing to wait to find out, Quinn kicked in the basement door.

"PETE!", Farrah cried. Getting up she tried to run to him but Khaliq held her back. Samir meanwhile turned to the intruder, pulling a gun from his jacket pocket.
"How rude of you to intrude on our family reunion."
"Forgive me. Tend to ditch the rules of etiquette when dealing with kidnappers of little girls!". Quinn sneered.
Hurriedly Danny texted Virgil for backup, then ran through the door to provide Quinn with some, sensing he'd need it.

"Sorry Father, my uncle's a bit under the weather so I don't think we can finish this discussion tonight.", Virgil said as Saul took his cue, breaking into a coughing fit.
"I see, shall we continue at a later time?"
"If the Lord commands it. Thank you for your time."
After Father Clarkson excused them, and invited Mr. Goldstein to pray at the altar before leaving, Saul nodded and entered the chapel while Virgil went to pull the van around back.

Running down the aisle to the back of the church, Saul took the steps down into the basement two at a time. Once there his eyes widened when he heard Farrah scream.

Peering through the kicked in door he saw Quinn lying on the ground, his leg bleeding.
Danny meanwhile was shakily holding a gun on Samir, who had one aimed at Farrah's head.

"Drop your weapon, and let my family go as we please."
"Let Farrah go and we may consider it.", Danny growled.
"We?", Samir questioned as Saul walked in, his gun drawn.
"Bear!", Farrah squealed.
"Farrah, listen. I just want you to stay put, alright? Just stay still.", Saul instructed, trying to remain calm and praying Carrie hadn't rubbed off too much on her foster daughter. If there was any time Farrah needed to follow orders it was now.

"Samir, we can do this the easy or the hard way. Let Farrah go and you and your brother are in the clear, free to go. It'll be like none of this ever happened."
"I do not believe you."
"You believe in putting the fear of God in a six year old girl?", Saul scoffed. "You have Farrah scared shitless right now. Let her go or things are gonna get messy."
"You would threaten us in a place of worship?"
"Who's making threats? Besides, my place of worship is two blocks over."
"The synagogue?"
"Yeah. One holy place you haven't gotten your fucking hands on yet."
"Farrah should have the same faith as her family."
"Good, so we agree. She can be a practicing Muslim. Same as the brother who's not scaring her out of her wits."

At this surprising information Samir turned just enough to look at Khaliq. Lessening his hold just enough on Farrah that she could squirm away from his gun.
Just long enough for Saul to shoot at Samir's leg, knocking him off balance and knocking his gun out of his hand.

Swearing he sank to the floor clutching his leg, leaving Farrah free to run to Saul.
"Shh, it's okay, it's okay Farrah.", he soothed as he held her close, hoping to shield her from all the chaos.
Not noticing Samir making a move to reclaim his gun.

Luckily Quinn did. In spite of the blood loss and the mind numbing pain each time he moved, he managed to access his holster and rolling into position, got a clear shot at the back of Samir's head.

Blocking Farrah from the sight, holding her tight to his chest Saul stood and carried her away from the scene. Max in the meantime helped Quinn to a standing position, leading him upstairs and out to the van.

Danny, still reeling from everything that had taken place, went to follow them. Not realizing Khaliq was still behind him, reaching for his brother's gun.
He got a shot at Danny's shoulder before he took off fearfully in the opposite direction, escaping through a hidden exit.

Meanwhile, struggling to get up the stairs Danny let out a yell before Virgil came running.
"Jesus fuck..are you alright?"
"Just give me a hand okay.", he winced as Virgil got him up the remaining stairs and into the van.

"I swear to God..you fucking ask me again how I am, I'll smash the lenses in your goddamn glasses into your goddamn eyeballs!", Quinn snarled as Max nervously nodded, shifted away from him in the backseat.

Turning around from the passenger seat Saul gave them both an icy glare, still holding a whimpering Farrah as she shook.

"It's alright, everything's alright, Farrah..", he repeated, reaching for a bag at his feet.
Retrieving a pink and black floral print scarf of Carrie's, he gently draped the fabric around Farrah's head, securing it with a loose knot under her chin. It wasn't a hijab but would have to suffice for now, and it seemed to settle her down.
Still holding the girl close Saul dialed Carrie with his free hand as Virgil sped to the hospital.
"Hey, Carrie. It's okay. We..we got her."