Matsuri can see her parents.

They're so close she can practically feel their breath upon her face, they looked exactly as she remembered..her mother's soft, hazel eyes..her gentle heart shaped face. Her Father's strong jaw and genial smile. For the first time in many years she feels at peace, feels like she can let go.

A kick from inside her stomach startles her.

Her daughter, whose kicks were growing weaker and weaker alerted her to where she was..

Bleeding, broken..and dying? No. She couldn't be..Gaara..Shinki..they needed her..

"I can't die.." Matsuri thinks to herself, before a heavy wave washes over her bringing her into a deep unconsciousness.