He tests resurrection

"Okay. Okay.... ohhhhh kay." Xander looked at the source of his new power and firmed up his resolve. He was going to use his new godly powers and he was going to use them for good. Raising his hand into the air he got ready to snap his fingers.

"Joyce Summers alive, right here, right now."

SNAP

Before him Joyce Summers as he had last seen her appeared. Not five feet away from him she looked around blankly as if in a stupor. She had the shell shocked look that Buffy had worn after she had been resurrected.

Taking the silent moment for what all it was worth Xander gave Joyce a look over. She was exactly as he remembered. Which could be a problem. She had had a brain tumor after all. So probably best to nip any health problems in the bud right away.

"Joyce Summers is in perfect health, in fact she has the body of a thirty year old athlete."

SNAP

Joyce's body suddenly shifted from a forty four year old to a thirty year old in excellent shape. Her blouse and slacks were suddenly tight on her frame. Xander sighed as it seemed his subconscious was weighing in and had given Joyce an increase to her bra cup size and some cushioning in the rear. Also the business casual blouse and slacks had become a little more daring in the fact that everything was skin tight and the blouse had a very revealing number of buttons undone. His libido might not be what it once was, but it wasnt dead.

Rolling his eyes at his own mind and it's proclivities, Xander raised his hand to snap again. No one needed a sexy but emotionally broken Joyce shambling about.

"The last thing Joyce remembers is from the day before she died. She has no recollection of the day she died or of any afterlife."

SNAP

Joyce blinked and slowly looked around. First at him, with widening eyes and then down at herself. She slowly reached up and patted down her body. She then looked back at Xander. Unbidden a hand reached up to cover her mouth as she whispered, "Xander? What- what happened to you?"

Xander cocked his head to the side at what she meant and suddenly chuckled as he realized Joyce had died before he lost his eye and gotten quite a few more scars. She had died before his gray hairs had started to come in, he had a lot of those gray hairs now.

"Hey, Joyce.... things are... things have kinda changed."

"You look..." She searched for the right word as she looked him over, "old."

"Yeah. That I am. That tends to happen after a decade." Xander stepped to her and held out a hand.

"Deca... decade?" Joyce's eyes widened as she grabbed onto his hand like it was a lifeline. "What happened?"

Xander laughed tiredly, "Long story, Joyce. Long story."

"I think I need to hear it." Joyce sounded wary.

"Not looking forward to telling it, myself." He groaned. "I certainly dont want to have to tell it twice. Sooo... best do two at once."

"What?" Joyce asked at his mumbling.

Xander raised his hand and prepared to snap.

"Tara Maclay is alive and well, right here, right now. She is in perfect health. She has no memory of the day she died or of the afterlife."

SNAP

Tara was suddenly standing between Xander and Joyce blinking her eyes as she looked around. She suddenly took a deep breath as she stared at Joyce and her mouth dropped open. Without a sound Tara surged forward and hugged Joyce, picking Joyce up off the ground in a fierce hug.

"Neither woman knows how they came back to life, no one but me will ever know how they came back to life, neither woman will ever notice me using the gauntlet." Xander said softly.

SNAP

Without that worry Xander watched as two of his favorite people in the world had a moment. He did roll his eyes as he noticed his libido was still affecting his wishes. Tara was wearing a relatively simple floral summer dress, it was just tighter and smaller than anything Tara would ever wear, and did an excellent job of showing of the fact that Tara now also had a larger ass and had gone from a B cup to at least a double D, with some very prominent nipples standing at attention in her very small summer dress.

"Xander!" Tara squeaked as she looked up at him. She frowned when she saw the eye patch on his face. She worked her mouth but couldnt seem to find something to say.

Xander smiled at her, then at Joyce. The two of them still hugging each other. Joyce gave Tara a squeeze and slowly disengaged from the hug, which Tara let her out of.

"Okay. Xander. You said something about ten years and that there was an explanation?" Joyce asked.

"Short version. Nobody knows why but people are being resurrected from the dead." Xander looked at the two of them pointedly. "You both, uh, died, ahh, a little over ten years ago."

Both women blanched and stepped away from him.

"Now you can worry about it or you can embrace the fact that your alive again." Xander put his hands behind his back and prepped to snap his fingers. "I recommend grabbing this second chance at life and not thinking about what happened."

SNAP

Both women slowly nodded their heads.

"That's...." Tara trailed off, unsure of what to say.

"Thats probably a good idea." Joyce nodded her head. "This is some kind of magic supernatural something or other? And Buffy and you guys have some kind of plan?"

Xander bobbed his head. He did have a plan. Just probably not the kind of plan Joyce was imagining. The good guys had lost too many people fighting the good fight. He was going to make sure that they all got another chance at life.