"But you're Stefan! You are...I can't live without you, it's too painful..." She clung to him, looking into those familiar green eyes and trying to hold back the tears that suddenly want to come streaming down her face. "You're my Stefan, despite everything...you're mine...," Elena said with determination in her wavering voice, fisting the material of his shirt but she couldn't have cared less in that moment. He was taking care of her so he was hers and she was his. "I love you."