Elena clung onto Stefan tightly as he confirmed that it was actually him. She exhaled slowly, closed her eyes and dropped her forehead to rest on his chest. Relief ran through her as she held onto Stefan, and she honestly believed for just a moment that things would be okay.
"I missed you, so much," She said as she pulled back slightly to look at him, and Elena smiled and tipped her head just a fraction to the side. Stefan was here with her, and while the guilt and sadness of him ending up on the island after she had been so desperate to see him again would occur in full force later. That, however, would definitely be later. At that point, she was too happy to see him again to care.
"I love you, Stefan," she said quietly, touching his cheek before she leaned up and pressed her lips to his softly. She was scared, so scared that she would be pushed away again and that she would be back to square one - chasing after a shell of Stefan, Klaus' slave. She still had to try though, she wasn't about to give up without fighting for him.