"Slow down, just slow down Mr. Reed," Tim's boss, Brendan Byrne said trying to calm down the overexcited employee whom had burst into his room screaming.

"It worked, it worked!!!!" Tim said smiling and laughing. "Come with me sir," Tim grabbed his boss's hand and dragged him to the lab he had been working in. "Look," Tim pointed to the table he had been working on.

"I… I don't see anything?" Mr. Byrne was confused. There wasn't anything on the table aside from some schematics and a bunch of mechanical junk. Tim turned around to look at the table, his boss was right; there wasn't anything there. There was no way all off that hard work could have been a dream, he was sure it was real. Somebody must have stolen it. 'No' he thought, 'wait a minute.' Tim tried to remember what had happened after he had completed his prototype. It was all a blur; he was so excited he hadn't paid attention. Then he remembered, in all the hurry he forgot to shut the thing off.

"It was here, I know it was," Tim said, he began looking under tables and behind filing cabinets.

"Well I doubt it got up and walked away, don't you Mr. Reed?" his boss said. How highly ironic that was. Tim chuckled slightly. "What is it you wanted to show me?" Mr. Byrne said impatiently.

"Well," Tim said nervously, "you know the project you put me on? I think we have a success."

"Y…you…you mean…" Mr. Byrne was stuttering. "Well then I guess it did get up and walk away, what does this thing look like?"

"Well, it's humanoid, um, jet black, you know, the usual," Tim continued looking around. "Where could it have gone?" Tim was getting worried. He ran off into the next room, the lounge. Tim sighed with relief.

"Mr. Byrne," he called his boss over. "I'd like you to meet Adam," Tim pointed to the TV, and in front of it, was a small, 4-foot tall, jet- black robot. Tim ran up to Adam and flipped a small switch on his back marked POWER. Adam quickly became limp and fell to the ground.

"Shall I call the Nobel Prize committee or should you," Mr. Byrne said smiling.

"Not yet, I only gave him the ability to learn, that doesn't mean he knows anything. We should hire some teachers or something, someone to help him learn." Tim said carrying Adam back to the workstation.

"Good idea," Mr. Byrne said. "And Tim," he said just before running off to go hire a teacher. "Tell no one about this, no one outside of the crew assigned to this project that is, understand?"

"Got it," Tim ran back to the workstation. He wanted to try Adam out once more; he had never been more excited. Tim reached behind Adam and flipped the POWER switch again. Adam, who was lying completely still jerked into motion. He raised his head to look at Tim, their eyes met. Tim put his hand out in front of him, Adam did the same. Tim wiggled his fingers, moving them up and down, side to side. Adam did the same. Tim was amazed; this was so exciting to him. An idea struck in Tim's head. Tim turned the back of his hand towards Adam and put down all of his fingers… except one. Once again, Adam did whatever Tim did. Tim nearly fell on the floor; he couldn't control his laughter.

"This is great," Tim chuckled. He suddenly stopped laughing, he could hear footsteps coming. He quickly shut Adam off and shoved him in a drawer; he didn't want someone to see Adam.

"Hey Tim," it was his friend Mike. "Considering how late you were here last night I wouldn't thin you'd be here so early.

"It's funny you should say that, I… fell asleep here," Tim said with a grin on his face.

"It figures, I'm gonna go get some coffee, you want me to bring you back some?" Mike asked heading back out the door.

"You know, I think I'll come with you, I need a break." Tim caught up to Mike and the two headed down to the coffee room, little did Tim know, that when he shoved Adam into that drawer in such a hurry, the switch had been turned on.

The walked down the hall, Tim was just so eager to blurt out what he had done. He just couldn't contain it anymore; he wanted people to know that he had created Adam. As they entered the coffee room, Mr. Byrne greeted them. "Hey, Mr. Garcia, I'm glad I found you," he said to Mike. Mike just knew he was going to be asked to work overtime.

"Yes sir?" Mike said knowing just what to expect.

"Well," Mr. Byrne said. "One of the employees assigned to work on the project your friend here is working on just quit on us, so you're in." Mr. Byrne said smiling.

"In? In on what?" No one in the company even knew remotely what the team was working on.

"Mr. Reed will brief you on everything that's been completed so far, I'll leave you two to that then," Mr. Byrne walked off and Tim and Mike walked to the coffee machine.

Tim grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down. Mike joined him a second later. "So, what is it that this team does, everybody is always talking about it?" Mike asked anxiously.

Tim briefed Mike about it all for about 30 minutes; he still had not mentioned that the project was pretty much complete. "So, how far along are you guys?" Mike asked curiously.

"Well, we...um…we're finished, I'm finished. That's why I stayed here so late last night, I was on to a breakthrough," Tim was glad to finally tell someone else.

"Really? Show me it, come on," Mike got up and ran back to the room Tim was working in. Tim followed to the room, when he got there he found Mike looking al around the room.

"Oh, I stuffed it in here," Tim said, he walked to the drawer and opened it. He was shocked, Adam was missing. "I… I put it in the drawer," Tim rubbed his first and middle fingers against his temples. "Of course," Tim quickly ran to the lounge, and there, in front of the TV, was Adam, again.

"Is that it?" Mike was amazed. He walked up to Adam and reached out to touch it. He hesitated; it was as if he had never touched metal before. He stroked the surface of Adam with his finger; it was as if he couldn't believe it was real. "C… can it talk?"

"No, I just…" Tim was interrupted, by Adam.

"Row bow tech," Adam said slowly. It was looking at the patch on Michael's shirt, which had the company name on it.

"Um, I thought you said it couldn't talk?" Mike was confused.

"It couldn't."