Jake looked down at the girl in front of him. He wanted to pull her back to him and tell her that everything would be alright...but he knew it wouldn't and she probably did as well. He could tell that the girl was a mess. Her eyes were teared up from crying and what make up she was wearing had started to smudge. Regardless, the girl was still drop dead gorgeous. Jake had to admit that he was a little frightened himself. It had been one thing to see the zombies on the news, but to know that they were now only a parking lot distance away was completely different. How could someone no be at least a little frightened? From looking around at the people in the motel, it seemed most of them were. Hell, the little blond girl had passed out, most likely from fright.<br/><br/>Jake glanced down at Heather again for a moment before letting his eyes scan the room. They needed to barricade all the entrances, especially the glass windows. Otherwise they might as well be a display case for the zombies next meal. Hopefully they didn't have the brains to pick something up and chuck it through one of the windows.And the lights needed to be shut off, immediately. He continued to look around the room, trying to find the lights switch. Surely there had to be more than one switch. Jake spotted one by the door then quickly moved past the brunette and over to flick the lights off, the room immediately dimming in brightness. Now, what the board up the windows with? And even after they were boarded up, Jake wasn't about to sit there and try to wait it out while a ton of zombies surrounded the building. As he looked around the room again, he saw the Asian woman now had a shotgun. It looked it could either send her flying backwards or leave her shoulder in a great deal of pain if she tried to fire it.<br/><br/>He then moved back over to where the brunette was so that he was out of sight of the window. ANother thought crossed his mind. He still had his keys, so he could bolt out to his truck and try to get out of there. But that most likely wouldn't end the way he wanted it to, and plus, the people here needed help so he wasn't about to abandon them all. Seeing that Heather hadn't turned around, Jake stepped towards her then leaned in, "We'll get out of here..don't worry," he whispered. Jake was surprised how calm he was able to stay. A lot of the others had been freaking out. The convict, whom the black officer was talking about letting go, which did make sense.