It was impossible for Rose to get pregnant with all the precautions they had took; as much as they loved each other, it was better that way. It was already complicated enough having an enemy for a girlfriend and his own group against him. Scorpius still felt a perverse pleasure in knowing that Rose was accepting his seed without knowing who he really was. This subtle sense of victory was the only reward for his forced hypocrisy, and that he was beginning to tire of because, occasionally, this risked making him forget who he really was.