Authors Note: So this is another OC fic. I love to do these and DOB is the perfect person to match people with. I saw The Internship twice and managed to come up with this storyline to tie into what's already been written. I decided to jump from 3rd person to 1st so read at your own risk of being annoyed. I'll try my best to make sure it isn't horrible but please let me know what you think.

When Billy McMahon called his daughter Abigail to let her know he was going to be moving closer to her for the summer in hopes of landing a dream job, she disregarded the possibilities that it would actually happen. She disregarded it for a number of reasons, not just that it was some random internship at Google or that he rarely ever followed through on big things like this. It was mostly because she didn't want to get her hopes up that her father would be settling so close to her. After her mother died when she was 10, Abigail found that she was the one taking care of her father. He tried to move mountains for her but she knew that her father could never handle that kind of weight. So as she got older, she had to take care of herself and her father. It was easier having her uncle Nick, who was her father's closest friend, to keep her dad on track but once she got accepted into a performing arts school things became more about worrying about herself than taking care of her father.

Dancing was something she had inherited from her mother. She loved to dance and let music just take over her entire being. When she wasn't in school, all of her free time was dedicated to working at a nightclub. It was a fun place to make money and because her dad was so protective over her growing up, her self-defense lessons at 12 years old came in handy. She didn't want her dad to think that just because he lost his job that her tuition would go unpaid so the club was a perfect place to make money and get tips at the same time. The moment he called to tell her he got laid off, she knew things were going to get crazy. They always were when it came to her dad but she loved him.

"I feel like Marty McFly when he started walking around in the future. Isn't it dangerous to have these cars driving around with no driver?" Billy said as they walked towards the building.

"It's only scary because it's different big guy. Let's head inside." Nick patted Billy on the back before turning towards Abigail.

"Are you going to be okay out here by yourself?" Billy asked looking down at his daughter.

"Dad, I'm not a baby. I'm sure I'll be fine. I haven't seen one person here that I couldn't easily beat the crap out of if they were harassing me." Abby said fixing her dad's shirt.

"Go in there and do your best. I'll be out here when you guys finish up." She smiled at him and he leaned down to kiss his daughters cheek.

"Okay baby, don't talk to strangers and watch out for the driverless cars." He said over his shoulder as he started to walk towards the building.

"Remind him to breathe, will ya?" Abby said as Nick kissed her cheek.

"He'll be fine. We'll meet you out here when it's over." He said before running to catch up with her dad. Abby watched her dad walk into the Google headquarters and smiled. It really would be nice to have her dad closer. She walked around looking at the compound when someone ran straight into her making her drop her bag.

"Walk much?" The guy said scrambling to pick up his papers.

"Daily actually but I don't typically have to dodge moving targets." Abby said back thinking the guy was joking.

"Seriously? Did you just learn to walk today or are you naturally into body checking random strangers?" She looked up to see he was dead serious.

"Your face was glued to your phone and you think this is my fault?" Her response made him glance up. He had brown eyes that held a serious gaze behind thick rimmed, black glasses. Moles were perfectly placed on his neck and jawline drawing attention to his mouth. Abby thought he was pretty cute but his attitude could seriously use some adjustment.

"I hope you aren't in charge of anything important or else we're all doomed." She said making him pull a face.

"Maybe I could design you an app that will help you walk amongst working human beings." He said standing up quickly.

"That sounds great. Maybe you could design an app so your head can find its way out of your ass." She smiled as she tossed her bag over her shoulder and turned her back on the guy. He was stunned as he stayed rooted to his spot for a moment but he knew he had to say something.

"Yeah…well I'm not apologizing!" He yelled after her but she just waved at him, not even bothering to turn around. He rushed off for orientation trying to forget about the exchange but it didn't help that the girl was so good looking. Stuart wasn't much of a dater. He preferred to live his life through the internet, mocking those ridiculous couples that posted every single detail of their dating lives on Facebook. He enjoyed blogging and tweeting. It was easier to express himself over the internet. He still came off as a pompous douchebag either way but he felt untouchable on the internet.

After the meeting, he walked out of headquarters to see the girl sitting on a bench seemingly waiting for someone. She looked over and caught his gaze but instead of scowling, she actually smiled at him.

"Eyes up." She said making him roll his eyes.

"I'm just thankful you're sitting and not walking around endangering lives." He said making her laugh. He was genuinely shocked that she laughed. He didn't really make girls laugh, it was more of a noise of disgust before they walked away. He was lost for a moment but was shoved from behind making him stumble and drop his phone.

"What the hell?" He said turning to see it was the arrogant dick, Graham.

"Move it." He said without looking at him.

"Rude much?" The girl had retrieved his phone and was actually defending him.

"Well who might you be? I didn't see you in orientation." Graham had actually fully stopped to flirt with the girl. Instead of responding she ignored him and stepped around him to look at Stuart.

"Are you okay?" She asked handing Stuart the phone.

"You must not work here if your standards are that low." Graham shook his head before walking away.

"Is everyone here a total asshole or just the ones with name tags?" She said looking after Graham.

"Was that a swipe at me?" Stuart asked cocking his eyebrow.

"Well you did spear me and then blame it on my inability to walk which is preposterous considering I'm very coordinated." She crossed her arms over her chest and Stuart laughed.

"Really? Who lied and told you that?" He questioned.

"The San Francisco Performing Arts Academy." She smiled smugly and Stuart's eyebrows went up.

"Well I suppose they'll let anyone into dance schools these days." Stuarts's snarky response made the girl laugh.

"Wow you are only providing solid proof that my assumption is correct, Stuart." She said flicking his ID badge. She started to walk back to the bench and Stuart stepped towards her.

"Maybe I should get your name too. It's only fair." He said trying to play it off.

"Why so you can Facebook stalk me?" She teased but he rolled his eyes.

"No so I know how to file the lawsuit against. My back is really starting to hurt." He rubbed at his lower back and she shook her head just as her phone rang.

"I've actually got to go." She fixed her bag on her shoulder. Stuart watched her start to run through the people before turning back to look at him.

"My name's Abby Clark. I look forward to hearing from your attorney." She shouted back at him. He was stunned but not stunned enough to shamelessly Facebook stalk her immediately.