Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2006 11:05:26 -0500
From: Miss Meehan <lilliluthor@hotmail.com>
Subject: Vancouver, BC

Disclaimer: This story is a work of pure fiction and the results of my
vivid imagination


Vancouver, B.C., that's what Rosenbaum was calling their elite little
club. Since they were stranded it what was fast becoming the new Hollywood,
Michael had decided to bring a little Hollywood flavor to their remote
filming location. With that in mind, Michael , ever the entrepreneur coaxed
his costar out of the closet and into investing in his little club.

The first step was convincing Tom Welling that the Vancouver Boy's Club was
just the ticket for what ailed him.  Under the ruse of house hunting,
Michael took the tall dark and handsome Welling to a secluded twenty room
mansion located on the outskirts of Vancouver.

"This is pretty over the top, even for you," Tom said, staring up at the
winding staircase just off the main entrance.

"It's not just for me.  I'm thinking of opening gentemen's club for some of
Vancouver's rich and famous," Michael drawled, sounding more like Lex than
himself.

Tom quirked an eyebrow and watched his slender costar as he walked away
towards two large oak doors with ornate gold handles.

"I wasn't aware Vancouver had a lot of rich and famous people," Tom said,
catching up to Michael.

"This," Mike began, throwing open the doors like Lionel making a grand
entrance, will be our office and registration room."

"Our?" Tom asked, slightly intrigued.

"Our," Mike answered firmly, stopping and turning so that he and Tom were
practically face to face.

"I'm doing this for you as much as for me and others like us."

"Like us?" Tom was lost, which wasn't unusual when it came to dealing with
all things Mike.

"You're starting to sound like a parrot," Mike teased before stepping even
closer into Tom's personal space.

"Mike, I don't know what you're getting at," Tom answered nervously.

"Why did you marry Jaimie and why did you two separate?"

"I don't see what that has to do with this project of yours," Tom answered
defensively.

Mike decided the straight forward approach would be best with his costar.

"There's a lot of pressure in this business to be something that you're
not," Mike began, staring Tom straight in his emerald green eyes. "I want a
place for us, actors like us to be ourselves without the pressure of public
expectations to weigh us down."

Mike took his taller costar by the hand. "This place is our getaway.  It
has ten bedrooms, four with private baths, three sitting rooms, a nice area
for a game room, an indoor pool and a kitchen most chef's would die for.
It's our place to be alone and be who we are."

Tom thought Mike's speech was compelling, but he wasn't sure he was ready
to admit who he really was, even with Mike gripping his hand like a vice.
It was true that he'd married Jaimie quickly to squelch any rumors that
might have persisted from his modeling days.  It was also true that since
meeting Michael, he'd felt closer to him and confided in him more than his
wife.  He also wasn't completely ignorant to the fact that some of the
other shows now filming in Vancouver had catapulted young men his age into
the national spotlight.  He'd worked with several of them on and off of
Smallville.  There were some he had been attracted to and sensed they felt
the same, but fear of being found out kept them apart.

Even Eric Johnson had been let go when rumors about an affair between he
and the man he shared a mutual birthday with on their show began to
circulate.  Although the official reason given was something much
different.  For that reason, Tom was careful to be seen with his wife only
after a photo op with he and Michael with Michael's hands, splayed across
his chest started even more rumors.

"What made you think of this," Tom asked, looking down into the gray-blue
eyes of his friend.

"The picture on that website of Jared and Jensen.  It reminded me of us and
if what I think is happening between them is true, they'll be more than
interested in my little business proposition."

"So," Tom asked, ducking his head down and resting it atop Mike's, "what
exactly are you proposing?"

"I think," Michael answered, wrapping his arms around his sexy co star's
waist, I should start by showing you all the perks of membership.