Jesse

The answer to the ressurection question was easy to answer. Jesse. His brother from another mother. One of the three amigos that had been the 'we hate Cordelia club' in middle school. His bro.

He just had one concern.

"Uh, Anya, is there anyway I can check and see if the person I want to return to life is, um, in a good place?"

"You mean heaven?" Anya asked.

"It exists?" Xander was rather surprised by that. Hell was for real, he knew. But Heaven... always felt a little to unreal. "Like the pearly gates, clouds, harps and angels?"

Anya smiled at him, like someone smiling at a baby doing something cute. "No Master, not the American Evangelical idea of heaven. But there are many forms of the afterlife for those who haven't damned or sold their souls."

"Right." Xander processed that. "Good to know."

"And yes if I know the soul I can establish a connection for a conversation." Anya answered.

"I wish I could talk to Jesse McNally." Xander said rapidly.

"Wish granted." Anya bowed her head and with that the small storage closet suddenly had the transparent form of Jesse McNally standing in front of Xander wearing the clothes he had been wearing on the night he was killed by vampires.

"DUDE!" Jesse exclaimed and almost reached out to hug Xander. Stopping when he realized he was just a spirit.

"DUDE!" Xander didnt care, he wrapped his arms around the spirit trying to approximate a hug.

When he finally stepped back and released the hug Xander had to blink tears from his eyes. "Jesse, man, its so good to see you."

"Dude," Jesse grinned and pointed his finger at Xander, "You are an honest to god Rock Star! You are living the dream, Man! The dream!"

Wiping at his eyes, Xander laughed, "What? What are you talking about?"

"You managed to get Cordelia Chase, Dude." Jesse put a hand over his heart, "Living out my dreams, Man."

Xander chuckled, "I didnt do it for you, you know. Im not you."

"I know. I never would have blown it like you did. Kissing Wills... Dude, what the hell?" Jesse sounded offended.

"I know. I KNOW!" Xander waved him off.

"I'm not angry, just disappointed..." Jesse began in the lecturing tone his mother was famous for.

"Oh shut up" Xander flipped him the bird.

"C'mon, Dude, I got to give you a little shit." Jesse shrugged his shoulders.

"Yeah, yeah." Xander leaned against the wall of the closet. "So you, uhm, spend time watching us mortals?"

"I can." Jesse bobbed his head "Times kinda weird up there. Its like... time here on earth but with a pause button. If I want to go and do something other than watch you and Wills and your buddies I can and maybe time passes and maybe it doesn't. Like if your asleep I'm good to step away and see the honeys. But if you and Wills are in two different places I can pause you and go to Wills and see what she's up to then come back to you and nothings changed."

"Huh." Xander blinked, "The Honeys? What kind of heaven are you in?"

"Horny teenage straight guy Heaven." Jesse grinned. "It's just me and a whole lotta fine supermodel ladies who are super horny."

"Seriously?" Xander goggled.

"Duuuude." Jesse nodded his head sagely.

"Dang. I hope I go to that heaven when I die."

"Duuuude." Jesse nodded his head.

Shaking his head Xander looked thru his ghostly friend at the genie who was granting his wishes, reminding him why this was happening.

"Dude, Jesse, ok... so, you know what's what, right?" Xander pointed to the genie. "What I want to do?"

Jesse nodded his head, "Yup."

"Okay. So do you, Y'know, wanna... come back to life?" Xander asked hopefully.

Jesse tried to put his arm over Xander's shoulder but his ghostly arm just passed through Xander. "Xand, my dude, you are asking me to leave horny supermodel heaven," Xander winced, "to go back to living in a horror movie," Xander cringed, "to get the shit kicked out of me on a daily basis by monsters," Xander sighed, "and all without the guaranteed love of super horny supermodels anytime I want."

"Well, when you put it like that..." Xander griped.

"Listen, Xander, I love you and Wills but my time is done, dude. And it's not like I'd be much help. I'm not you dude, never had your spine and... and... fight, I guess. I loved superhero comics, never wanted to be one. Too much pain and suffering, man."

Xander slumped back against the wall. "You sure?"

"Hey, I wouldn't mind the chance to see Wills again, but, otherwise? I'm good dude."

Jesse continued in a musing manner, "'Sides when you finally kick it fighting to save the human race, I'll be here in supermodel heaven waiting. If you can bare to leave Val Halla or wherever heroes go when they die."

"There is that." Xander chuffed.

"And hey, theres plenty of fine women who deserve a second shot at life down here. Offer it to them."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Jesse nodded, "No reason you cant make the hellmouth your own 'heaven' of super fine women."

"True. True." Xander scratched his chin, "But who?"