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Ch.3: Willy Who?

It took Lorelai almost thirty minutes to decide what movie to watch. The deliberation consisted of intense, deep conversation. "Pick a damn movie!" Luke said, after sitting in silence for 28 and ½ minutes (he counted).

Lorelai jumped at his outburst, almost knocking over the pile of DVD's she had organized. She looked at Luke, who was sitting on the couch. At first she thought he was angry with her, but when she saw his shocked expression she laughed. "Well, he speaks. This could have gone a lot faster if you had chimed in earlier. I thought you took an oath of silence. Then I remembered you weren't a monk."

She turned back around and picked up a movie. Luke felt a ping of remorse. "I didn't mean that to come out as a yell. I'm sorry."

Lorelai said nothing as she put the movie in the DVD player and sat next to him on the couch. She then pushed the pause button and sat the remote down calmly. Before Luke could apologize a second time, Lorelai was on him. She pressed her lips against his and knocked him on his back. His surprised gasp turned into a moan of pleasure and he slipped his arms around her back. Lorelai ran her fingers through his hair. After awhile of this Lorelai broke the kiss and sat up. "If we don't stop we aren't going to watch the movie."

"So?"

"So, that half an hour of careful selection would have been for nothing. I would have lost that part of my life for no reason. You wouldn't want that would you?"

Luke propped himself up on his elbows and looked at Lorelai. He didn't really care if they didn't watch the movie. He sort of preferred it. The only reason he suggested it was to spend time with his wife. "Lorelai…" he began.

Lorelai stuck her lower lip out in a pout and looked at him with big, blue puppy dog eyes. "Please."

He sighed heavily and sat all the way up. "What are we watching?"

She smiled brightly. "Well, this movie is a Gene Wilder classic."

"Young Frankenstein?"

"No, but I am extremely impressed that you are able to name an actual Gene Wilder movie." She cocked her eyes brow.

"Yes well, I have been married to you for two years. And I've known you for longer than a decade. I have listened to you rant about movies before, and the information must have stuck." He gave his little half smile that he does when he is teasing her.

"Ohh, my babies growing up!" She declared, pinching his cheek.

"Stop that," he said, swatting her hand away. " Will you start the movie please?"

Lorelai scooted closer to Luke and put her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her, resting it on the opposite side of her head. "Alright," she said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory."

She pushed play and settled into Luke's arm. She sat in silence while the opening credits played. Then she started to get antsy. They kept showing chocolate. She waited as long as she could but she had to pause the movie. "Forgot the snacks!"

"Snacks? A half hour ago I had to carry you to the couch cause you were so full. Now you need snacks?" He said as he watched her journey into the kitchen.

"Of course. What is the point of watching Willy Wonka if you don't have chocolates? Are you really surprised? Do you not know me but at all?" She yelled back, popping a bag of popcorn into the microwave.

Luke got up and walked to the kitchen in time to see Lorelai grab her hidden stash of candy from the corner of a cupboard. "You have got to be kidding me. You hide junk food in the cupboard?"

Lorelai whirled around, and smiled innocently. "Well, I would have put them in the oven, but then where would I put my socks?"

He walked up to her, snatching one of the bags of mini Hershey bars from her. "You know, I would enjoy having a longer marriage to you. But these things are going to kill you."

"That might be best. That way you won't get to see me as a gross old lady. Your memory of me can be of a beautiful, wonderful, spectacular woman."

Luke set down the bag, and grabs Lorelai around the waist. "I really am never going to win any of our banters, am I?"

"You've never complained before. Tell you, what," she said as she put her arms around his neck, "I'll let you win every once and awhile. You know, keep you motivated."

"Thank you."

Luke bent down and kissed Lorelai hungrily. His grip tightened as their kiss deepened, and a moan escaped Lorelai's throat. They stumbled across the kitchen, almost falling over chairs, but never parting. Luke finally pulled away at the base of the stairs. He looked at the TV, then at Lorelai. "What about Willy Wonka?"

Lorelai smiled and grabbed Luke's hands. She started to lead him up the stairs and said over her shoulder, "Willy who?"