A/N - And we're back! I've had no time to write, but it's July 4th here today so I have the day off to read and write!

Clara came up the stairs into the console room carrying things in her hands, while Elise was in her favorite armchair reading.

"You could leave all that stuff here, you know. We do have literally acres of room," the Doctor told Clara.

"Oh, no. It's all right. Danny's got a little bit territorial. The idea of me leaving so much as a toothbrush here. But, still, he's all right with us doing this which I admit's a little bit weird, cos you'd think if he had a problem with me leaving stuff in the TARDIS, he'd object to me traveling in the TARDIS. But he's not, so."

"Sorry. Stopped listening a while ago. Okay. Er, same time you left, same place-ish."

"Ish? Don't give me an ish."

"These readings are very er, ishy."

"Er, Doctor?"

"Uh huh?"

Clara was standing in front of the TARDIS door, which was smaller than it usually was.

Elise looked up and noticed it to. Well that wasn't good.

The Doctor walked toward it and opened the door.

There was a sound of a train.

The Doctor squeezed out the front door.

Clara and Elise followed.

The TARDIS was smaller!

"Well. Well, I wonder what caused this? I don't think we're bigger, are we?" the Doctor asked.

Elise put a hand on the blue box. "She's never done this before."

The Doctor scanned Clara as she looked around.

"Bristol? Doctor, we're in Bristol!"

"And a hundred and twenty miles from where we should be. Impressive."

Well, she's always taken us where we need to be, rather than where we want to be.

The Doctor looked at Elise. Yeah, but even this is weird for her.

"No. Not impressive. Annoying," Clara said, interrupting the father/daughter mental conversation.

"No. This is impressive." The Doctor pointed at Clara. "This is annoying."

She scowled at him.

"The TARDIS never does this. This is huge! Well, not literally huge. Slightly smaller than usual. Which is huge."

"Yes. I get it. You're excited. When can I go home?"

"Your house isn't going anywhere. And neither is mine until I get this figured out. Could you not just let me enjoy this moment of not knowing something? I mean, it happens so rarely."

Clara started to go back inside the TARDIS, but the Doctor stopped her.

"Look, I don't think this is dangerous, but I wouldn't like you to get squished accidentally. Anyway, I need you to help me find out what's caused this."

"Fine. I'll go take a look around."

The Doctor squeezed himself back through the door. "

Be careful," Elise told Clara.

"Always am."

Clara walked away as Elise went back inside.

"Maybe she's just malfunctioning," Elise said.

The TARDIS let out a series of angry beeps.

"Okay, sorry."

The Doctor started taking apart the console. He scanned a circuit and an alarm started going off. "Now, that wasn't me, was it?"

"Um...Dad?" Elise said.

He stood up and looked at the door. It was even smaller now. "Oh, that can't be good."

"Maybe...maybe she's trying to protect us. Maybe she doesn't want us to go outside."

"If she didn't want us to investigate, then why did she drop us here?"

"I don't know!" Elise stormed away from him and back up to her armchair. She was just trying to help.

They got a call from Clara later. "Hey, I think I've found something. People are missing all over the estate. Do you think there's a connection?"

"Could be," the Doctor told her.

"And where are you?"

"Exactly where we were."

"No, you're not. I'm here and I can't see. Oh."

"Yes. Oh."

Clara laughed. "Oh, my God, that is so adorable. Are you in there?"

"Yes, we are."

"And, no, it's not adorable. It's very, very serious." The Doctor rifled through an old wooden box.

"So is this more shrink ray stuff? Are you tiny in there?"

"No. Elise and I are exactly the same size. It's merely the exterior dimensions that have changed."

The Doctor opened the small door and looked at Clara.

She started laughing again.

"Stop laughing. This is serious," the Doctor told her.

"Yeah, well, I can't help it, can I, with you and your big old face. How are you going to get out?"

"Well, plainly we can't. Something nearby is leeching all the external dimensions."

"Aliens?"

"Possibly. Oh, who am I kidding? Probably. Sensors are down and I can't risk taking off with it in this state. Clara, I need you to pick up the TARDIS. Carefully. It should be possible. I've adjusted the relative gravity."

"You mean you've made it lighter."

"Clara, it's always lighter. If the TARDIS were to land with its true weight, it would fracture the surface of the Earth."

"Yeah, maybe a story for another time. What now?"

"I've managed to get a rough fix on the source of the dimensional leeching." He stuck his hand out the small door. "It's roughly northwest. That way."

"Please don't do that. That's just wrong."

He ran back to the console and grabbed some stuff. "Now, listen! You're going to need these." He slipped the psychic paper and the sonic screwdriver out the door.

"Oh, wow. This is an honor. Does this mean I'm you now?" Clara asked.

"No, it does not, so don't get any ideas. And listen, stick this in your ear."

Clara slipped the earpiece into her ear.

"Can you hear me?" the Doctor asked.

"Yes. Ow! What just happened?"

"Nanotech. I just hacked your optic nerve."

"What does that mean?"

"I see what you see."

Clara walked back towards some shops and spun around scanning the area. "Anything?"

"Yes, I'm dizzy. But nothing useful," the Doctor said.

Someone walked up to Clara. "You never did tell me your name."

"No time to fraternize. Come on, get rid of him," the Doctor told her.

"I'm...I'm the Doctor."

"Don't. You. Dare."

"Doctor Oswald. But you can call me Clara."

"I'm Rigsy. So er, what are you a doctor of?" Rigsy asked.

"Of lies."

Elise let out a sharp bark of laughter, but quickly stopped.

The Doctor heard it though. He hadn't heard that laugh in thousands of years.

"Well, I'm usually quite vague about that. I think I just picked the title because it makes me sound important."

"Why, Doctor Oswald, you are hilarious. Could we get back to work, do you think?"

"What are you exactly? You don't smell like police but that's some pretty cool gear you got there. You like a spy, or something?" Rigsy asked.

"Oh, he's a bright one, hang on to him," the Doctor said.

Rigsy led Clara, plus the Doctor and Elise, up to an apartment. "He was the last one to go missing," Rigsy said. He pulled off the police tap in front of the door. "And when he disappeared all the doors and windows were locked from the inside."

"Ooh, now you're talking. I love a good locked room mystery," the Doctor said.

"Oooo! Like And Then There Were None by Agatha Cristie!" Elise said.

The Doctor looked at her. She'd have fun meeting her later.

"Yeah, doesn't everyone?" Clara commented.

"What?" Rigsy asked.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I'm talking to somebody else. He's listening in. Doctor, Rigsy, Rigsy, the Doctor," Clara said.

"Hello, barely sentient local," the Doctor said.

Elise hit him on the arm. "Rude."

"Another Doctor?" Rigsy asked.

"How do you sleep at night? Missing people, tiny TARDIS, what's the link?" the Doctor said, trying to get Clara back on track.

Clara scanned the room with the screwdriver.

"I think this is great that someone's finally looking into this. The police weren't doing anything. They never do on this estate. People were thinking that no one was listening. That no one cared. So, yeah. I think it's great what you're doing," Rigsy said.

"Clara, look, I think that we can manage on our own from now on," the Doctor said.

"Yeah, well, I think he could still be useful," Clara said.

"He's a pudding brain. Worse than that, he's a fluorescent pudding brain."

"Okay, fine. And all those other missing people, I suppose you know where they lived?"

"He could still be in the room," Rigsy said.

"Sorry, what?"

"Sorry, nothing. I was just thinking out loud. It's like one of those locked room things you get in books."

Clara looked at herself in the oval mirror.

"It's always something weird, like, he's still in the room or something. Do you want to go and check out another flat?"

"Do you know, I think that you were wrong about this lad. I think that he could be very useful. Vital local knowledge," the Doctor said.

"Oh, really?" Clara asked.

"Yes. So try not to scare him off."

"How would I scare him off?" Clara scanned the room while Rigsy looked at the mural on the wall.

Something about it was bothering Elise.

"Maybe he's lost in the desert, or something," Rigsy said.

"Okay, right. Are we missing something here? Missing man, locked room. Shrink ray?" Clara asked.

"Sorry, did you say just say shrink ray?"

"What if he is still in this room like you said, only tiny? You know, like underneath the sofa or something."

"Clara, this is the scaring off that we were talking about."

"Okay. So er, my lunch break's nearly up. This this has been...interesting," Rigsy said.

"Clara, local knowledge is leaving. Do something!" the Doctor said.

"Rigsy! One sec. Doctor, open the doors."

"I didn't mean that!"

"Look, you want him to stay or not?"

"You really do throw your companions in at the deep end, don't you?"

Clara set the TARDIS on the shelf. "Rigsy, come here. Meet the Doctor. Well, and Elise."

The Doctor and Elise stood away from the doorway, so Rigsy could see them.

"So, what do you think? Tiny man idea," Clara said.

"Clara, I think it has something to do with that mural on the wall."

The Doctor had to admit that Elise may be onto something. "Yes, it's a lovely thought. Which is why I set the sonic to scan for that as soon as we entered. Pleased to meet you."

"And you didn't think to tell me?"

"Well, of course he might have been squashed under a policeman's shoe by now."

"It's bigger. On the inside," Rigsy said.

Elise smiled. "I love it when they say that."

"Do you know, I don't think that statement's ever been truer," the Doctor said.

"What are you? Like, aliens, or something?" Rigsy asked.

"No. Well, they are."

An alarm started going off in the TARDIS.

"Doctor? Doctor, did you hear that?" Clara asked.

"Yes. Whatever it was, it just drained a massive amount of energy from inside the TARDIS."

"What was it?"

"I don't know, but that's the least of my problems. Just get us out of there." The Doctor slammed the door.

"Okay. Go. Rigsy, this is where we run. Stick with me," Clara said.

"I mean this is just embarrassing. I'm from the race that built the TARDIS. Dimensions are kind of our thing. So why can't I understand this?"