"Arabella's in trouble." the words clicked in Jaimie's head and and he picked up the speed tapping into vampire like reflexes.  The adrenaline was rushing now and his arm slid right out of the angel's reach.  He had someone to fight for now that he knew Arabella was in trouble and he wasn't wasting any time.  

Reaching the door of his room he ripped it open close it behind him slamming it into the zombie, hopefully stalling him.  Jaimie then dove under his bed and grabbed his dusty backpack avoiding all the junk that had piled up under there.  

He heard the angel break in just as he pulled his bow out, blew it up and shot an arrow sideways out from under his bed.  His aim and posture was rusty but his reflexes were fast so the shot at least would surprise the zombie.