*** Adam stopped to look at an obviously old church, then veered off the road into a meadow. Andrew gamely followed him. "What are we looking for, anyway? I know my Earth History. Nothing important happened around here--no major battles, no treaty signings." Adam smirked. "I'm sure things happened that were important to the locals." "Okay, I'll grant you that." Andrew was struck by a new idea. "Were you born near here?" "Nope. At least I don't think so. I don't remember being born, do you?" *** A half hour later, Adam came to a halt under a giant oak. "I think this is the spot I want. As best I can judge." He sounded so serious that Andrew decided not to tease him. "I'm glad you found it. Now are you going to tell me why it's important?" "Yes," Adam said solemnly. "I have a lot to tell you. But first...I think we need our lunch." *** They dug into their provisions, Andrew so keyed up that he barely tasted what he was eating. He suspected that all he'd remember of it later was the beer. He shared Adam's opinion that Earth produced the best beer in the Spiral Arm. At last Adam settled back, leaning against the tree trunk. He was still toying with his third beer flask as he said, "You're bright enough to have known for a long time that I'm...different. Older than I look. And I'm not your brother." Andrew gulped. Even now, having that out in the open was a shock. He heard himself blurt out, "Are you human?" Adam didn't seem fazed by the question. "Human? Yes, I think so. But I've lived for thousands of years, I and others like me. I've used many names--Adam Pierson is one of my favorites. But the earliest I remember is Methos."