John Meets Eddie– Mr. and Mrs. Smith fan fiction based off the 2005 film
John Smith was only 22 and a nervous wreck. He sat in what, on the surface seemed to be an ordinary waiting room in a doctor's office. He was recruited right out of college but was beginning to regret taking to offer. Next to him sat a figure, a little on the plump side, with his head buried in an issue of the Scientific American. John leant over his neighbor's shoulder to discover that he was in fact reading an issue of Maxim magazine, nestled between the covers of the Scientific American.
His neighbor suddenly jolted, and turned to him snapping "alright, alright, so I was reading it! What's the matter with all of you? There isn't some rule that says the only thing you can read here is National Geographic!"
John smiled. "Actually, it was the Scientific American." He extended a hand. "John Smith,"
The man sitting next to him did a double take, then took his hand. "That your real name? John Smith?"
John relaxed. Being able to talk to someone in the same boat as he was made him feel easier. "I get that all the time."
"Well, thank whoever your surname isn't Doe! I'm Eddie"
"Just Eddie?" Eddie frowned. "You know, the one name thing. Usher, Seal, Madonna, helps get the ladies. Well yeah, I don't think Madonna would work as well, but whatever. How'd you get here?"
"Marksman. My coach offered me this…job."
"You make it sound like you've already passed the job interview! Sniper, huh. Good for you, you guys end up with Angelina Jolie, and the hackers like us end up with Jennifer Aniston."
John laughed. "I think she's pretty hot too."
A mechanical voice came over the intercom. "11-38. 11-38" John got to his feet.
Eddie muttered "what is this, Star Wars? Anyway, good luck pal."
John smiled. "Nice meeting you too. May you find your Jennifer Aniston."
He disappeared into the room on the far side. Eddie returned to his magazine.